<?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-19147243</id><updated>2011-07-08T14:55:47.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah Blah</title><subtitle type='html'>Beware the lollipop of mediocrity.Lick once and suck forever.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>195</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-176440250930653002</id><published>2007-07-30T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T23:03:47.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'VE MOVED. TO ANOTHER BLOGSPOT. ASK ME YA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-176440250930653002?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/176440250930653002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=176440250930653002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/176440250930653002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/176440250930653002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/07/ive-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-9161354764043007000</id><published>2007-05-30T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T00:18:19.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The blog's long gone.</title><content type='html'>I am contemplating on whether I should shut this blog down.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, lets contemplate later. I'll update on my life first. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have the most gerek-est semester in my whole entire poly life.&lt;br /&gt;I have all the free time in the world.&lt;br /&gt;I take MC like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;Work has been fun fun fun. With no-shows and MCs on saturdays,especially.&lt;br /&gt;Zouk-ing has been fun.&lt;br /&gt;The last Zouk-ing period was Aldrin's set.&lt;br /&gt;Whereby I saw...&lt;br /&gt;tonnes of familiar faces!&lt;br /&gt;I loike.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;my Midsems are next week.&lt;br /&gt;I havent start on anything. (Later, I swear!)&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow another MC on Wed.&lt;br /&gt;Dominic Seah would prolly think I've quitted school.Heh.&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going for my internship interview with Naqqies and Ilies.&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;my cousin's wedding this Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, life's been great.&lt;br /&gt;I supposed.&lt;br /&gt;I hope.&lt;br /&gt;Qamah's doing fine too.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-9161354764043007000?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/9161354764043007000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=9161354764043007000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/9161354764043007000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/9161354764043007000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/05/blogs-long-gone.html' title='The blog&apos;s long gone.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-3137910473939458695</id><published>2007-05-15T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T22:17:36.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Blues</title><content type='html'>Oh Tuesday Blues! I'll nvr feel the blues on Mondays cause I have absolutely,positively no school on Mondays.&lt;br /&gt;I hate Tuesdays cause lessons are especially boring with babi buto classmates. I have APEL. I do not need to listen to my tutor who can hardly speak proper English to teach to how to effectively live my life.&lt;br /&gt;Presentation later on was sucha drag.Those puki punya majusi practically changed my whole powerpoint slide. THANKSSSSSSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;It was nice blabbering away, not knowing what you mean actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm experiencing a love-hate relationship with year 3.Please time, fly really fast this year will ya?&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my aunt from states is flying down here ,just in time for my cousin's wedding. =)&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wanna go JB?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CSI IS ON!! cya fuckers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-3137910473939458695?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/3137910473939458695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=3137910473939458695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/3137910473939458695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/3137910473939458695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/05/school-blues.html' title='School Blues'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-7632111418171236166</id><published>2007-05-14T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T18:45:16.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love beers!</title><content type='html'>This week gerek-nak-mampos la kan. After two weeks of staying at home, I was finally out of my cage. So Friday was the impromtu trip down to DXO. Why DXO? I dunno. We wanted to go Zouk but ended up at DXO eventually cause we're fucking broke and fucking shameless cheaps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies Night over at DXO was fucked-up. I swear. I thought, well, maybe. The free drinks could do me good. GOOD abes. Lousy songs, with nice ones occasionally. The crowd sucked,the drinks sucked. The ambience sucked. But company's good. Its always 'bout the company eyy. Went in with FI, NAQ,DIY and bumped into Era and friend inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fucking club closes at 330. I THANKED GOD I DIDNT PAY TO ENTER. I'd have burn that place down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY was love la fuckkkk!&lt;br /&gt;Me,SALLY AND HAWA cabbed down to Zouk and the place was fucking pack!&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to catch Nouvelle Vague but we can hardly move an inch.&lt;br /&gt;Zouk is where the whole SG is at la kan.&lt;br /&gt;AND I LOVE SATURDAY CUZ EVERYONE I SAYANG ALOT WAS THERE.&lt;br /&gt;My SB-BeeGees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough it was a long time since i had beers, SATURDAY'S BEERS WAS GOOOOOOOOD.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna have dinner and watch CSI NY ,if my dad wouldnt hog the teley.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-7632111418171236166?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/7632111418171236166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=7632111418171236166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/7632111418171236166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/7632111418171236166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-love-beers.html' title='I love beers!'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-490256936104942040</id><published>2007-05-08T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T23:07:39.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've gotten most of my birthday wishes! And last monday, i got my tongue pierced which was absolutely suppendously painless. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;My plams were sweating, my heart was beating and my bestfriends were there. Perfect setting.HP, the piercer invited my GFs in to "give me moral support" and I positioned myself steadily on the dentist chair, swish-ed some mouthwash for 20 seconds and sticked my tongue far out.&lt;br /&gt;HP marked my tongue with some iodine and talked through the process as I looked over her shoulder to Sally who was, surprisingly, the one following HP's orders! She was the one excitedly sticking out her tongue, not me.I found the clamp a tad distracting and turned to my left, where Maria was standing.And I spot the horror. The needle, the stud, the cork were laid out. The fucking huge needle. I do what I had to do...I closed my fucking eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear the whole piercing was fucking fast. I swear I heard my tongue tear. But it was painless and I just feel the stud went in and HP screwing the ball bearing. Then it was over, in a matter of less than 5 mins?&lt;br /&gt;The GFs and I had starbucks and I went to order. My speech was incoherent and my tongue felt heavy. Raspberry Tea Frap soothed it. YUM.I miss starbucks. Okay, thats not part of the entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next day was TERRIBLE with a capital T. My tongue was FUCKING swollen, my stud was making a depression on mytongue.I can't talk and I can't even move it. It was a helluva frustrating day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, im happy. cause its back to its pretty size. =) and my mom found out.&lt;br /&gt;Erm, what can I say? Mom's pretty sore about it. Been mocking my speech and nagging nonstop hits. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/philapatr/th_Oo110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I hate my class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-490256936104942040?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/490256936104942040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=490256936104942040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/490256936104942040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/490256936104942040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/05/ive-gotten-most-of-my-birthday-wishes.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-4889354552100864606</id><published>2007-04-26T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T18:50:14.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my 19th</title><content type='html'>birthday celebrations over a span of 4 days. where else. clubs and a nice not so quiet dinner with my besties over at The Rice Table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RjCDE0NW-GI/AAAAAAAAAU8/n_9_q0HiqHY/s1600-h/19th+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057686500294457442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RjCDE0NW-GI/AAAAAAAAAU8/n_9_q0HiqHY/s320/19th+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone is missing in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RjCDEkNW-EI/AAAAAAAAAUs/TPCIfGrPIqg/s1600-h/19th+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057686495999490114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RjCDEkNW-EI/AAAAAAAAAUs/TPCIfGrPIqg/s320/19th+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khai birthday is just 1-2 days after mine and nini's. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RjCDE0NW-FI/AAAAAAAAAU0/WyS6RbVg0F0/s1600-h/19th+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057686500294457426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RjCDE0NW-FI/AAAAAAAAAU0/WyS6RbVg0F0/s320/19th+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winsland House. Playing "Chop chili Chop" like doing the dikir barat.&lt;br /&gt;And laughing our ass off as though we had been saving our laughters all along for these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-4889354552100864606?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/4889354552100864606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=4889354552100864606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/4889354552100864606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/4889354552100864606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-19th.html' title='my 19th'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RjCDE0NW-GI/AAAAAAAAAU8/n_9_q0HiqHY/s72-c/19th+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-2653741540525365732</id><published>2007-04-15T04:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T04:30:43.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiger lily.</title><content type='html'>I hate it when everyone is going to the exact club and i'm not. ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But quality time spent with sally and maria was great nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;Had my 12hour shift, thank god I was training someone, she picked up all my calls. Baik anak mak ehh.&lt;br /&gt;Today i had a fruitful gossip session during work and after work.&lt;br /&gt;ADER LA NIE SATU POMPUAN KEPO PAT KEJE AKU. MCM NAK AKU BAKAR KAN JER DIA PEH TUDUNG. KUAT MENGUPAT . DEPAN AKU PULAK. PIKIR AKU PATUNG BARBIE PE, SUNDALZ. MCM NAK KOMPANG JER BIBIR TEBAL, DGN HELMET-HELMET ROXY DIA SKALI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh yes,I'm pretty excited that Qamah is gonna pick me up after work on Monday. Been helluva long time since our last meetup. People just can't stop asking about him. Even when I dont really know them well. Pls ehh, he's busy working.&lt;br /&gt;Saving up for our marriage, what else.&lt;br /&gt;And lately, aku memang suka macam paham.Like, right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents 24th anni is tomorrow I think. I think i better turn in for the night. Must be Fi, she has been keeping me up lately sia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-2653741540525365732?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/2653741540525365732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=2653741540525365732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/2653741540525365732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/2653741540525365732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/04/tiger-lily.html' title='tiger lily.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-2851176115753187755</id><published>2007-04-13T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T01:57:33.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop short.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Had I known how to save a life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Time oh time, you're such an optical illusion- never quite as solid or strong as I think you are.&lt;br /&gt;If I could, I would have hit restart and pause at all my favourite parts.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just skip the goodbyes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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/19147243-2851176115753187755?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/2851176115753187755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=2851176115753187755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/2851176115753187755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/2851176115753187755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/04/stop-short.html' title='stop short.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-8754481897946696227</id><published>2007-04-11T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T02:47:56.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poser-fied.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, the most embarrassing thing happened to me. And Naq as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, the embarrassment seemed to perpetual. I swear I had a moment nothingness, whereby I felt like quitting if i could not find any replacement for my shifts. ta ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I should have trusted my guts and not take up the shift yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;We kept being persistent in having our 15 mins break. (Sumpah kitorang lapar).&lt;br /&gt;We reached to a point whereby we were imagining heating up instant noodles in the micro over in the pantry. That bad huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave up waiting for them to let us go and made a beeline for the pantry where we spotted a nice bix box of KFC just sitting there on one of the tables. Okay, this is the part we were felt like pesky lil rats (that eat leftovers) and gobble up the chicken thats left. AHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kept on pinching bits and bits of whoever's chicken till I noticed someone enter. Tried being somewhat astute and all by dashing straight to the kitchen counter to grab some bread. Pretending to be munching on it instead.&lt;br /&gt;While Naq was happily licking chicken skin off her fingers. PUKIMAKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just our luck, the dude who entered happened to be the guy who bought the KFC.&lt;br /&gt;I fucking choked on my fucking chicken and the bread that was supposed to be my cover-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dude laughed away with us and fucking said,&lt;br /&gt;"LAPAR EH KORANG!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that wasnt embarrassing enough, I've to rest my case.&lt;br /&gt;Well, he even offered colesaw and Naq being the shameless girl she is, accept it.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, I couldnt continue working afterwards. Damn, it was overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;I kept scrolling the roster list up and down(searching frantically 4 replacement) thinking,&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not gonna come to work tomorrow!"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not gonna come to work tomorrow!"&lt;br /&gt;and answering calls with,&lt;br /&gt;"HIE, WELCOME TO MCDELIVERY, THIS IS FAEZAH &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WORKING"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me now, where did that come from?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-8754481897946696227?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/8754481897946696227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=8754481897946696227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/8754481897946696227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/8754481897946696227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/04/poser-fied.html' title='poser-fied.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-2037877885902001677</id><published>2007-04-09T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T01:49:58.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My sentiment.</title><content type='html'>I know! I know! The blog seems somewhat redundant now.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll update nontheless, don't expect pictures though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see (rub hands), the party last week was also to celebrate one of the girls birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Girl turned 18. Whoa, cool 18th birthday. Last year was the year most people forgot about my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this year, this year...I'm not getting my hopes too high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was Wednesday tau, thursday was spent over at Dbl O with my starbucks girls. I miss starbucks and everyone. Qamah and friends were there.&lt;br /&gt;Major argument, left, sobs,raid,drunk,friends,reentry,cab,makeout session,hawa,yana,jingz...&lt;br /&gt;There, I've described whatever happened that night in urm 15 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daaaah, malas to update anymore.&lt;br /&gt;P.S 22nd April is my favouritest day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-2037877885902001677?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/2037877885902001677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=2037877885902001677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/2037877885902001677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/2037877885902001677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-sentiment.html' title='My sentiment.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-5173623557287203112</id><published>2007-04-04T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T18:08:48.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathless.</title><content type='html'>everything has to go wrong at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;tonight i'll be partying hard, i hope with the usual crowd and fiffy! yay fiffy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with this,&lt;br /&gt;"there are 2 reasons to not tell the truth- because lying will get you what you want, and because lying will keep someone from getting hurt."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-5173623557287203112?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/5173623557287203112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=5173623557287203112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/5173623557287203112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/5173623557287203112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/04/breathless.html' title='Breathless.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-1206188968195414926</id><published>2007-03-19T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T23:38:56.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHY AHH. WHY AHHH. BLOG LIKE FUCK. FUCK IS LIKE BLOG. NO AHHH. FUCK IS BETTER. BLOGGER FUCKER KANINA CHIAO CHIBAI. PUKIMAK DIA BUTO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-1206188968195414926?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/1206188968195414926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=1206188968195414926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/1206188968195414926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/1206188968195414926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/03/why-ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-1777576995825022336</id><published>2007-03-14T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T03:01:15.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'd love to chat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rfb0Jez0sOI/AAAAAAAAASQ/gXcaMJT_XpM/s1600-h/mcd+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041485276614275298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rfb0Jez0sOI/AAAAAAAAASQ/gXcaMJT_XpM/s320/mcd+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; my computer lab. Diy is semangat giler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rfb0Juz0sPI/AAAAAAAAASY/_mZsoTkI8m4/s1600-h/mcd+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041485280909242610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rfb0Juz0sPI/AAAAAAAAASY/_mZsoTkI8m4/s320/mcd+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bionicle or pollyworld for for happy meal toy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rfb0J-z0sQI/AAAAAAAAASg/j-nHg2TkNQ4/s1600-h/mcd+017[2].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041485285204209922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rfb0J-z0sQI/AAAAAAAAASg/j-nHg2TkNQ4/s320/mcd+017%5B2%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when i'm bored ,i'll zoom over to their cubicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rfb0KOz0sRI/AAAAAAAAASo/NkfWHfN8WOs/s1600-h/mcd+015[2].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041485289499177234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rfb0KOz0sRI/AAAAAAAAASo/NkfWHfN8WOs/s320/mcd+015%5B2%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and check my celly once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats job to you. we'll love to sit and chat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-1777576995825022336?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/1777576995825022336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=1777576995825022336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/1777576995825022336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/1777576995825022336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/03/id-love-to-chat.html' title='i&apos;d love to chat.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rfb0Jez0sOI/AAAAAAAAASQ/gXcaMJT_XpM/s72-c/mcd+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-7665395039686630439</id><published>2007-03-14T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T00:53:39.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pt 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RfbVf-z0sKI/AAAAAAAAARw/jppt4sIEvt4/s1600-h/dblo+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041451578300870818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RfbVf-z0sKI/AAAAAAAAARw/jppt4sIEvt4/s320/dblo+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shots shots shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RfbVf-z0sLI/AAAAAAAAAR4/5xN6UF1FhtU/s1600-h/dblo+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041451578300870834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RfbVf-z0sLI/AAAAAAAAAR4/5xN6UF1FhtU/s320/dblo+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iggy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RfbVfuz0sJI/AAAAAAAAARo/IES-4WEdpJY/s1600-h/dblo+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041451574005903506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RfbVfuz0sJI/AAAAAAAAARo/IES-4WEdpJY/s320/dblo+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dharma and naq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RfbVgOz0sMI/AAAAAAAAASA/14nJmODErJo/s1600-h/dblo+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041451582595838146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RfbVgOz0sMI/AAAAAAAAASA/14nJmODErJo/s320/dblo+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dhi and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RfbVgOz0sNI/AAAAAAAAASI/qtaGgEMjIZE/s1600-h/dblo+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041451582595838162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RfbVgOz0sNI/AAAAAAAAASI/qtaGgEMjIZE/s320/dblo+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whos fingers are those. guess la. guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-7665395039686630439?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/7665395039686630439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=7665395039686630439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/7665395039686630439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/7665395039686630439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/03/pt-2.html' title='pt 2.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RfbVf-z0sKI/AAAAAAAAARw/jppt4sIEvt4/s72-c/dblo+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-55450264296371856</id><published>2007-03-14T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T02:17:24.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOS &amp; DBL O pics .pt 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RfbPvOz0sEI/AAAAAAAAARA/yEQT6SbEtJ8/s1600-h/dblo+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041445243224109122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RfbPvOz0sEI/AAAAAAAAARA/yEQT6SbEtJ8/s320/dblo+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RfbPvuz0sGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/P1N28o1AVx4/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041445251814043746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RfbPvuz0sGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/P1N28o1AVx4/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RfbPv-z0sHI/AAAAAAAAARY/TWP7A2zdWhQ/s1600-h/3(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041445256109011058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RfbPv-z0sHI/AAAAAAAAARY/TWP7A2zdWhQ/s320/3(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RfbPwOz0sII/AAAAAAAAARg/cP-saIMq0cE/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041445260403978370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RfbPwOz0sII/AAAAAAAAARg/cP-saIMq0cE/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RfbPvuz0sFI/AAAAAAAAARI/VfXFsQi0aXA/s1600-h/dblo+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-55450264296371856?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/55450264296371856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=55450264296371856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/55450264296371856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/55450264296371856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/03/mos-dbl-o-pics-pt-1.html' title='MOS &amp; DBL O pics .pt 1'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RfbPvOz0sEI/AAAAAAAAARA/yEQT6SbEtJ8/s72-c/dblo+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-6407523777854865019</id><published>2007-03-14T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T00:16:25.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my hectic week.</title><content type='html'>new job, holidays and mad clubbing session. thats probably all i think about.&lt;br /&gt;Last week was spent wasted in Dbl o with Naq,fi,jingz and Diy. Headed over to MOS later on where we got separated and Naq and me hang around with Dhi and Dharma.&lt;br /&gt; Tertiary Fling last week and free entry from Irfan. Coincendentally Jingz's friend and my sec schoolmate. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that was Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was our 12 hr shifts with Diy, Naq and Fi over at Mcdelivery. chey chey ,operator. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to town where my actual plan was chilling out there but went over to ZOuk and MOS instead. I didnt club at zouk though cuz i was feeling cheapskate ahh. MOS entry was free courtesy of MATNO.hahah. dia baik sak. aku mabok, dia jaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;ok, i got wasted alone. i vomitted in the cab. and something happened between qamah and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW WE'RE GONNA CELEBRATE NAQ'S BDAY AT THE CANNERY AND GET HER DRUNK SO THAT WE CAN FEED HER BAK KWA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-6407523777854865019?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/6407523777854865019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=6407523777854865019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/6407523777854865019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/6407523777854865019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-hectic-week.html' title='my hectic week.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-3167742394206010739</id><published>2007-03-08T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T18:46:45.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm daddy's girl.</title><content type='html'>whoa.&lt;br /&gt;I just had a one to one talk with the dad SIAK.&lt;br /&gt;ok, so i usually talk to him but not TALK TALK you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yelah, he had to bring up the Seksa show. Imagine how quesy i felt.&lt;br /&gt;To be answering his question about BGR. I felt like 14, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;Asking qns like who am i dating-WTF.&lt;br /&gt;whether i fooled around with him.-OH DAH AYAH. MAU TRY PER,GENG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, i can't say anything except to smile my ass of la fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you don't have to malu2 infront of me, you think ayah don't know ahhhh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUKIMEKS, the you-think-ayah-dunno is a very disgusting imagination.&lt;br /&gt;He wants to see the bf la fuck. ABES AH MATAIR AKU KENE GRILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok cunt suckers, i gotta shower and get pretty cuz tonight is the night where everything is gonna be alright.&lt;br /&gt;hahah. DBL O AND MOS AWAITS for my return(chey chey mcm paham)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my boyfriend tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-3167742394206010739?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/3167742394206010739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=3167742394206010739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/3167742394206010739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/3167742394206010739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-daddys-girl.html' title='I&apos;m daddy&apos;s girl.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-7224829894161494589</id><published>2007-03-06T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T23:35:42.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm shy that way.</title><content type='html'>Seeing someone close to you leave is inevitable in Starbucks. Especially in Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's farewell supper with Hawa struck a cord.&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, and suddenly everything changes here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz, im leaving soon. Just not yet.&lt;br /&gt;Or subconsciously i'm just finding the right excuse to leave.&lt;br /&gt;I can't cause I feel obliged to stay.&lt;br /&gt;okay, what the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new job.&lt;br /&gt;with naq and fi.&lt;br /&gt;what can be more zany than that.&lt;br /&gt;just that i wish marie and sally could join too.&lt;br /&gt;and the pay's fucking awesome too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now,&lt;br /&gt;i'm itching for some booze and dancing. i can't wait for dbl o.&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow will be the day i can actually spend the whole day with Qamah.&lt;br /&gt;ok dah, boring sungguh hidup aku nie kan.&lt;br /&gt;fuck off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-7224829894161494589?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/7224829894161494589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=7224829894161494589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/7224829894161494589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/7224829894161494589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-shy-that-way.html' title='i&apos;m shy that way.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-3126375920558216995</id><published>2007-03-04T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T02:32:15.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its my remedy.</title><content type='html'>a decent entry atleast, while i awaits a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been touched by an angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where have you been all this while, you're the book i've been wanting to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-3126375920558216995?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/3126375920558216995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=3126375920558216995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/3126375920558216995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/3126375920558216995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-my-remedy.html' title='Its my remedy.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-3379500893587613675</id><published>2007-03-04T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T01:24:43.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby, i'm back</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;look for the girl with the broken smile...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh whoa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight, i'll sleep tight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-3379500893587613675?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/3379500893587613675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=3379500893587613675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/3379500893587613675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/3379500893587613675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/03/baby-im-back.html' title='baby, i&apos;m back'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-5435403177502058166</id><published>2007-02-22T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T03:00:38.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my boyfriend's 21st Birthday and clubbing with pretty girls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rd1l5SgMdGI/AAAAAAAAAP4/U5RujLKkNnI/s1600-h/DSC00201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034291993363903586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rd1l5SgMdGI/AAAAAAAAAP4/U5RujLKkNnI/s320/DSC00201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rd1meCgMdJI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/jUpVNKI7I8o/s1600-h/DSC00313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034292624724096146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rd1meCgMdJI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/jUpVNKI7I8o/s320/DSC00313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rd1l5igMdHI/AAAAAAAAAQA/uh4_ykSC_Wo/s1600-h/DSC00295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034291997658870898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rd1l5igMdHI/AAAAAAAAAQA/uh4_ykSC_Wo/s320/DSC00295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rd1l5ygMdII/AAAAAAAAAQI/3lhGWNf1Yuw/s1600-h/DSC00326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034292001953838210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rd1l5ygMdII/AAAAAAAAAQI/3lhGWNf1Yuw/s320/DSC00326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rd1meCgMdKI/AAAAAAAAAQY/cPZ9nxdMjKM/s1600-h/21+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034292624724096162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rd1meCgMdKI/AAAAAAAAAQY/cPZ9nxdMjKM/s320/21+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rd1meSgMdLI/AAAAAAAAAQg/dz8ZBVshaHU/s1600-h/21+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034292629019063474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rd1meSgMdLI/AAAAAAAAAQg/dz8ZBVshaHU/s320/21+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-5435403177502058166?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/5435403177502058166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=5435403177502058166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/5435403177502058166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/5435403177502058166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-boyfriends-21st-birthday-and.html' title='my boyfriend&apos;s 21st Birthday and clubbing with pretty girls.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rd1l5SgMdGI/AAAAAAAAAP4/U5RujLKkNnI/s72-c/DSC00201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-3826059140156478743</id><published>2007-02-18T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T02:19:22.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trouble Sleeping</title><content type='html'>Corrine Bailey Rae is singing to me about "Its late and I'm having trouble sleeping"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't sleep so I blog, what else?&lt;br /&gt;So, lets update our dusty lives eyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are really near and after that, I promise I'm gonna make up for all those lost times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ice skating with the besties,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Naq's bday chalet in March,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quality time with the boyfriend,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Servicing for the poor ol' lappy of mine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not forgetting more picture updates for this humble domain. =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the meantime, i'm brushing up on this GPA of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, with fingers crossed, more As and Bs please. Midsems were a tad promising.&lt;br /&gt;Stop it with all those C plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, am sourcing for contacts to get better internship position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, work tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;10 am sharp for essential retail training. (irony!)&lt;br /&gt;And i thought retail shits are gonna be reserved for school only.hahs!&lt;br /&gt;I had to reach work bright and early for more retailing.&lt;br /&gt;The real shift starts at 5pm actually.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe squeezed some revision before shift starts. Yes, I might do just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight world,&lt;br /&gt;am gonna pass MoS for books on Monday I guess.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-3826059140156478743?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/3826059140156478743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=3826059140156478743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/3826059140156478743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/3826059140156478743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/02/trouble-sleeping.html' title='Trouble Sleeping'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-770314867652462647</id><published>2007-02-14T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T17:10:54.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A feverish Valentines</title><content type='html'>A big shoutout to my boyfriend who turned 21 today!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, on Valentines Day.&lt;br /&gt;Sayang dia banyak banyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vday is lame but its also an emotional one for me cuz it always remind me of the time the bestfriends and me celebrated it religiously.&lt;br /&gt;With sparkling juice and homemade food.&lt;br /&gt;Young sweet memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home and running a fever.&lt;br /&gt;Got home from the doc's an hour or so ago.&lt;br /&gt;Im having a high fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meds are kicking in and am feeling a tad drowsy.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna lie down.&lt;br /&gt;I'll update a hell lot soon after getting this laptop service and prolly after my exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one, guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, Vday is just an excuse to get laid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-770314867652462647?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/770314867652462647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=770314867652462647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/770314867652462647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/770314867652462647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/02/feverish-valentines.html' title='A feverish Valentines'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-546827959104473876</id><published>2007-02-10T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T22:21:42.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arguments &amp; sleepy tantrums</title><content type='html'>Had an argument with Qamah.&lt;br /&gt;And im sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Sally just made my day, I mean night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr, I'll be a happy girl back.&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully he'll stop being a bitch right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-546827959104473876?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/546827959104473876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=546827959104473876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/546827959104473876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/546827959104473876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/02/arguments-sleepy-tantrums.html' title='Arguments &amp; sleepy tantrums'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-5851914011818947169</id><published>2007-02-09T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T22:20:34.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Redoxon</title><content type='html'>You know the redoxon drink, the pills sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's addictive,i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its good to drink 3 times a day is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, whooaaaaa. love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Anna Nicole Smith is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocking huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her son was found dead a year ago. He was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now her daughter is all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she is fucking adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RcyCv2KSWPI/AAAAAAAAAPo/oADXcVD8J-c/s1600-h/anna_nicole_smith2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029538642370124018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RcyCv2KSWPI/AAAAAAAAAPo/oADXcVD8J-c/s320/anna_nicole_smith2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RcyCvmKSWOI/AAAAAAAAAPg/9RXsTj3h7mQ/s1600-h/anna_nicole07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029538638075156706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RcyCvmKSWOI/AAAAAAAAAPg/9RXsTj3h7mQ/s320/anna_nicole07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check that cute lil stuff out.&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to watch prison break and hopefully managed to squeeze in a lil bit of notes&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-5851914011818947169?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/5851914011818947169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=5851914011818947169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/5851914011818947169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/5851914011818947169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/02/redoxon.html' title='Redoxon'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RcyCv2KSWPI/AAAAAAAAAPo/oADXcVD8J-c/s72-c/anna_nicole_smith2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-6021531403449420167</id><published>2007-02-08T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T23:17:08.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cold case.</title><content type='html'>The show cold case looks pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;A faux CSI. I'm thinking of getting the 6 seasons of CSI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was spent with those girls from school.&lt;br /&gt;What an occasion, its not like we go out all the time and I think I've seen them ard 10 times this year.&lt;br /&gt;Ili's pre-birthday celebration without any motive in mind.&lt;br /&gt;Ended up meeting them at town to get FRIED MARS BAR.&lt;br /&gt;Off to bugis for sheesha over at Haji Lane where we found numerous kampong-inspired scene for a shoot.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa camwhore, lotsa giggles and lotsa smokes.&lt;br /&gt;Wait till i get my hands on those pics and i'll show ya the smoke machine.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next outing ahhh. plan plan plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna passed Zouk.&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda last minute decision so have fun you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sat is flea market with jingz and chilling out with those gfs from sec sch.&lt;br /&gt;Ching, Jac and Nic, you're being missed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr's school, i think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-6021531403449420167?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/6021531403449420167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=6021531403449420167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/6021531403449420167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/6021531403449420167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/02/cold-case.html' title='cold case.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-2646689532416078244</id><published>2007-02-07T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T18:32:09.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't seem to post any long entry.&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RcmqbcOSwBI/AAAAAAAAAPU/W7Nkc70AL14/s1600-h/whosgoing+at+mos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028737847345201170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RcmqbcOSwBI/AAAAAAAAAPU/W7Nkc70AL14/s320/whosgoing+at+mos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And i had so much fun at El-Sheikh yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Couldn't even wake up for school today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;BLOGGER ,U SUCK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-2646689532416078244?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/2646689532416078244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=2646689532416078244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/2646689532416078244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/2646689532416078244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-cant-seem-to-post-any-long-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RcmqbcOSwBI/AAAAAAAAAPU/W7Nkc70AL14/s72-c/whosgoing+at+mos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-629424898094173889</id><published>2007-02-07T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T18:22:41.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>test&lt;br /&gt;test&lt;br /&gt;test&lt;br /&gt;test&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-629424898094173889?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/629424898094173889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=629424898094173889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/629424898094173889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/629424898094173889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/02/test.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-7070346777702679566</id><published>2007-02-01T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T04:04:29.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress Tongeng!</title><content type='html'>This is by far the most stress tongeng period ever.&lt;br /&gt;I've been staring at Microsoft powerpoint for 4 hours. Basically editing my grpmates' part on our CRM project.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, no literally this time around.&lt;br /&gt;And it doesnt help either that the tutor specifically state ,"I WANT TO SEE HIGH QUALITY WORKS!" dengan exclamation mark dia sekali.&lt;br /&gt;I had two hours of sleep yesterday and I think I'll have another two hours of sleep again for me tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these BRANDING, BRAND EQUITY, ATTRIBUTES,FIXED PRICING APPROACH, THE COCOA TREES words are swimming happily round and round my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why oh why The Cocoa Trees?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to clean up the working space, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Lecture notes are up for grabs. Anyone wants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better get back to more CRM.&lt;br /&gt;CRM is like an incessant noise thats constantly ringing in my ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have nail polish only on one hand. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-7070346777702679566?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/7070346777702679566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=7070346777702679566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/7070346777702679566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/7070346777702679566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/02/stress-tongeng.html' title='Stress Tongeng!'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-4257796284984743476</id><published>2007-01-30T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T20:00:30.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inches away from death.</title><content type='html'>I hate it when my mom or dad pulls my comforter slowly away from me and yelling&lt;br /&gt;"FAEZAH, SCHOOOOOOL!FAEZAAAAAH SCHOOOOL!!"&lt;br /&gt;when actually, they have absolutely no clue whether I'm schooling or working.&lt;br /&gt;OR what time they even wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I even overheard their conversation.&lt;br /&gt;"Faezah not schooling today?"&lt;br /&gt;"I think she is working. Its late. I don't think she's schooling"&lt;br /&gt;"Lets wake her up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before they could wake me up,I was wide awake and telling them off to speak quiet-er the next time they wanna bitch about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my mom couldnt stop shoving money up my face to remind me to give the money to the DHL guys when they arrive with her baggage from her HAJI trip.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, after waking up at 4 plus in the afternoon I couldnt recall where I put the 300 bucks (oops!) and panicked like a mutherfucking dog.&lt;br /&gt;I found the money alright. Right under the pillows, all 300 of it. HHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom still amazes me sometimes of how ignorant of her to not even know whether I'm supposed to be schooling or working or what time am I supposed to be in school.&lt;br /&gt;The amazement does not stop there.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, my mom still wakes me up whenever she feels like its time for me to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, she woke me up at 8!&lt;br /&gt;And she kept yelling and yelling to wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;What she doesnt know it that my school starts at 12pm.&lt;br /&gt;So, she kept on yelling about how I was going to be late for school and what a waste of time if I didnt pass my polytechnic education after 2 years(THIS PART IS TOTALLY OFF, OK.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, where did she get all these ideas from. Some parental guidance manual or what?&lt;br /&gt;Do they all say the same things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I got a a real good nagging just now. For putting only 2 clothes into the washing machine and letting it run. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Im a waste of resource. Anyone wanna adopt me as pet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-4257796284984743476?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/4257796284984743476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=4257796284984743476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/4257796284984743476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/4257796284984743476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/01/inches-away-from-death.html' title='Inches away from death.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-857439534618272281</id><published>2007-01-30T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T01:13:50.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My normal, normal rant.</title><content type='html'>I moved thrice around the house in a period of an hour.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't seem to find a suitable spot to just you know, sit back and relaxs.Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home considerably early today. Straight away from school. After the communication skills test that is.&lt;br /&gt;The paper was macam pantat. The marks allocated were beyond scary. One question carried about 35 marks. I didn't finish that 35 marks question obviously as it was the last pantat question and it was about writing down a FUCKING MEETING MINUTES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home to drop off my bag, had lunch and grabbed the laptop to Coffee Bean.&lt;br /&gt;The BF wanted to do his resume and I helped! =)&lt;br /&gt;Had the "back by popular demand" Honey dew ice blended.&lt;br /&gt;PUKIMEKS.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;PUKIMEKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all I could say.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Honey Dew, I'm coughing like a motherfucking dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did all those resume in under 2 hours and I was home before I knew it. Sleeping like a dead log with my laptop at the edge of my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm wide awake, hungry and watching CSI and still coughing like a motherfucking dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's life for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rb4q9wykKWI/AAAAAAAAAPI/3Njb5CuRcfE/s1600-h/270107+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025501474749426018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rb4q9wykKWI/AAAAAAAAAPI/3Njb5CuRcfE/s320/270107+164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And when I'm bored and not moving around my house, I jump.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-857439534618272281?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/857439534618272281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=857439534618272281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/857439534618272281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/857439534618272281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-normal-normal-rant.html' title='My normal, normal rant.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rb4q9wykKWI/AAAAAAAAAPI/3Njb5CuRcfE/s72-c/270107+164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-1545463687308947630</id><published>2007-01-28T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T18:37:03.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flea market.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There was a flea market at Cineleisure yst. We saw it by coincidence. And I bought 4 tops for 40 bucks. Yay yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bf and I had Cahaya where we spotted NINI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had Pacific Coffee over at Marina Square and had a glimpse of the soccer match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of cuz, we swinged by my favouritest swing later at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,I gotsta stay at home to study study study for commskills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, I vowed to myself (while watching CSI =)) that i'm gonna attend all lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its mcm paham. But i think its mcm paham sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nehmind, later we shall see. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RbxQ_AykKLI/AAAAAAAAANg/DrGXDmxIt_4/s1600-h/270107+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024980327712696498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RbxQ_AykKLI/AAAAAAAAANg/DrGXDmxIt_4/s320/270107+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RbxQ_AykKKI/AAAAAAAAANY/VrT18uumLyM/s1600-h/270107+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024980327712696482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RbxQ_AykKKI/AAAAAAAAANY/VrT18uumLyM/s320/270107+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RbxQ-wykKJI/AAAAAAAAANQ/LQahr3JWn40/s1600-h/270107+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024980323417729170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RbxQ-wykKJI/AAAAAAAAANQ/LQahr3JWn40/s320/270107+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rb3OMwykKVI/AAAAAAAAAO8/JV1P3NCbObc/s1600-h/270107+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025399477866080594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rb3OMwykKVI/AAAAAAAAAO8/JV1P3NCbObc/s320/270107+143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-1545463687308947630?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/1545463687308947630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=1545463687308947630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/1545463687308947630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/1545463687308947630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/01/flea-market.html' title='flea market.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RbxQ_AykKLI/AAAAAAAAANg/DrGXDmxIt_4/s72-c/270107+113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-3368501759556198981</id><published>2007-01-26T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T22:41:21.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me clear my throat.</title><content type='html'>Advertising and promotion project is sickening.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god is over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;Now, im stuck with a very long name-d module, CUSTOMER RELATIONSHIPMANAGEMENT &amp; INTERNET RETAILING. Whoever thought of this fucking long name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is back! Hooraaah!&lt;br /&gt;And I've not been working for a week. I refused to put schedule for the next week.&lt;br /&gt;Reason being, I'm being in year 2.2 and I gonna redeem myself. Push the GPA higher and stop bumming around.Year 3 gonna be a heck of a short year, with the internship and all. How times really fly eyy. How scary.&lt;br /&gt;Ok go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-3368501759556198981?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/3368501759556198981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=3368501759556198981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/3368501759556198981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/3368501759556198981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/01/let-me-clear-my-throat.html' title='Let me clear my throat.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-3332809400069952661</id><published>2007-01-25T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T21:19:29.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We ♥ House! part 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rbg_qAykKHI/AAAAAAAAAMw/GKMX8neWvdA/s1600-h/zouk+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023835375330928754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rbg_qAykKHI/AAAAAAAAAMw/GKMX8neWvdA/s320/zouk+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We ♥ House! oh, yes we do!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rbg_qAykKII/AAAAAAAAAM4/2B5Verh7ViU/s1600-h/zouk+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023835375330928770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rbg_qAykKII/AAAAAAAAAM4/2B5Verh7ViU/s320/zouk+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rbg_IQykKFI/AAAAAAAAAMg/e0bgQYQmpx8/s1600-h/zouk+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023834795510343762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rbg_IQykKFI/AAAAAAAAAMg/e0bgQYQmpx8/s320/zouk+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Phuture and its crowd.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rbg_IgykKGI/AAAAAAAAAMo/gOITmcf315c/s1600-h/zouk+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023834799805311074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rbg_IgykKGI/AAAAAAAAAMo/gOITmcf315c/s320/zouk+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Andrew Chow. Muka kimeks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-3332809400069952661?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/3332809400069952661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=3332809400069952661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/3332809400069952661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/3332809400069952661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/01/we-house-part-2.html' title='We &amp;hearts; House! part 2.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Rbg_qAykKHI/AAAAAAAAAMw/GKMX8neWvdA/s72-c/zouk+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-2821947510220553470</id><published>2007-01-23T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T03:39:12.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We ♥ House! (part 1)</title><content type='html'>Last friday was zouk for a lil' bit of WE ♥ HOUSE! I managed to dragged myself out and romped in Jingz as well to Zouk.&lt;br /&gt;Say thank you, Naq.&lt;br /&gt;Earlier on, i fetched the boyfriend from work and we had a mighty spicy Tom Yam steamboat at ThaiExpress.&lt;br /&gt;Sumpah sedap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zouk wasn't that bad, saw ten million familiar faces. =)&lt;br /&gt;Phuture was sardine-packed. Packed to the brim.Songs were nice though in comparison to MOS though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RbYOJAykKAI/AAAAAAAAALo/9BuSzb8L-74/s1600-h/zouk+009[2].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023217982372063234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RbYOJAykKAI/AAAAAAAAALo/9BuSzb8L-74/s320/zouk+009%5B2%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RbYOJAykJ_I/AAAAAAAAALg/HbX7fy1AMrk/s1600-h/zouk+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023217982372063218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RbYOJAykJ_I/AAAAAAAAALg/HbX7fy1AMrk/s320/zouk+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RbYO6wykKBI/AAAAAAAAAL4/RBHXmREbmw0/s1600-h/zouk+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023218837070555154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RbYO6wykKBI/AAAAAAAAAL4/RBHXmREbmw0/s320/zouk+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RbYO7AykKCI/AAAAAAAAAMA/-iVyzqfBZgg/s1600-h/zouk+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023218841365522466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RbYO7AykKCI/AAAAAAAAAMA/-iVyzqfBZgg/s320/zouk+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RbYO6wykKBI/AAAAAAAAAL4/RBHXmREbmw0/s1600-h/zouk+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-2821947510220553470?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/2821947510220553470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=2821947510220553470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/2821947510220553470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/2821947510220553470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/01/we-house-part-1.html' title='We &amp;hearts; House! (part 1)'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RbYOJAykKAI/AAAAAAAAALo/9BuSzb8L-74/s72-c/zouk+009%5B2%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-6616879591401201437</id><published>2007-01-23T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T00:23:00.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kanchiong Spider</title><content type='html'>Is it me or am I always the last one to know that there is class on this date, no class on that date, or that the EXAMS timetable is out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when its out, I tuned in to PANIC STATION.&lt;br /&gt;Friends are forever eyy. Here's an example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who am I to dream?Dreams are for fool, they let you down. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANYWAYS, TIMETABLE DAH KLUAR BEB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who am I to dream?Dreams are for fool, they let you down. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAMPOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.«BnäQB»._ _____________forget the world. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.«BnäQB»._ _____________forget the world. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahhahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.«BnäQB»._ _____________forget the world. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slamat hari raya ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh, look. 2 subjects will be held at Sports hall, the oven. Habes ahh.&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to ketiak basah.&lt;br /&gt;Till then, Let me panic at the disco first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-6616879591401201437?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/6616879591401201437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=6616879591401201437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/6616879591401201437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/6616879591401201437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/01/kanchiong-spider.html' title='Kanchiong Spider'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-9124850689111529652</id><published>2007-01-18T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T16:17:25.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry if I was late.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I need. I want. To be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Ra8sLjsM2-I/AAAAAAAAAKY/Ev_TVtY4mpc/s1600-h/myhamster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021280686612208610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Ra8sLjsM2-I/AAAAAAAAAKY/Ev_TVtY4mpc/s320/myhamster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Ra8soTsM2_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/qQRDfZgvQQo/s1600-h/msn.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-9124850689111529652?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/9124850689111529652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=9124850689111529652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/9124850689111529652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/9124850689111529652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-sorry-if-i-was-late.html' title='I&apos;m sorry if I was late.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Ra8sLjsM2-I/AAAAAAAAAKY/Ev_TVtY4mpc/s72-c/myhamster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-8238331925916847124</id><published>2007-01-17T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T00:42:29.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to zouk or not. That is the question.</title><content type='html'>My head is spinning madly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the reflective journal due very soon. The datelines of tons of projects nearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I even have time to zouk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time I do wanna come out and play with this group of party people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Raz7ozsM29I/AAAAAAAAAKM/WYb_0lPgRis/s1600-h/party+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I miss u crazy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do wonder where have I gone to. (and NO im not dead Naq, Fi &amp;amp; Ili)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom called from wherever in Saudi Arabia she is.&lt;br /&gt;You know, sometimes u argued and rolled eyes to your mom and wished she just disappear?&lt;br /&gt;Wait till she really disappear for a month. God, how much I miss hearing her talk. Shes coming back next week and Im so gonna take a week off from work to be home and talk and talk and talk to her. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoots, Qamah pulled off a funny funny stunt just now.&lt;br /&gt;We were on the way home and he was about to drop me off when we spot my dad at the carpark.&lt;br /&gt;So I thought maybe I could intro-ed Qamah to dad but Qamah quickly picked up speed and sped off. (from my block)&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And I thought I was supposed to be home eyy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrightey, I better finished up on my commskills muthufucker chao chibai nyer pukimak mak bapak dia punya journal.&lt;br /&gt;And keep on saying "I dunno" to Naq cuz shes being very irritating and keen on forcing and even thinking of kidnapping me if I don't party with her over at Zouk this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Naq, if you love me, u let me go. BWAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-8238331925916847124?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/8238331925916847124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=8238331925916847124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/8238331925916847124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/8238331925916847124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/01/to-zouk-or-not-that-is-question.html' title='to zouk or not. That is the question.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-4952770677981628736</id><published>2007-01-15T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T00:20:57.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RapX5DsM28I/AAAAAAAAAKA/KRunh32H_7E/s1600-h/mos-whosgoing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019921372412697538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RapX5DsM28I/AAAAAAAAAKA/KRunh32H_7E/s320/mos-whosgoing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The two guys beside Jingz, I swear, Iswear,I swear I dunno them. Disgusting giler nak mampos. hiphop bodoh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then theres Jingz and her friend, Naz, me and Naz's friend, whats-his-face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-4952770677981628736?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/4952770677981628736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=4952770677981628736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/4952770677981628736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/4952770677981628736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/01/two-guys-beside-jingz-i-swear-isweari.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RapX5DsM28I/AAAAAAAAAKA/KRunh32H_7E/s72-c/mos-whosgoing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-4188872725322007979</id><published>2007-01-14T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T03:21:01.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOS</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was MOS. (coincidentally with starbucks partners. jeeez)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With flip flops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz my swollen toe cant fit into my pointy heels. CELAKA KAN TU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was gerek-nak-mampos with all the freedom and no melecit-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 3am, i was gone. Not gone with highness but with the sleepyness.&lt;br /&gt;I was yawning away on the dancefloor that I left my gf alone, when to the toilet to splash some water and headed to the nearest seat to catch some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear i dunno what i was thinking- TRYING TO CATCH SOME SLEEP AT A CLUB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then all the people in the world decided to come up to me and intro-ed themselves. So for the past 10 mins of so, I was shaking hands, introducing myself and politely declining drinks. So yeah, didnt get any shut-eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and Jingz was trying so hard to pull me away from this disgustingly-looking black guy. However he was always right beside us.&lt;br /&gt;To the extent that even after we went over to the far side and to find him magically appearing right beside me, happily dancing away and inching closer to me.&lt;br /&gt;SO WE BURST OUT LAUGHING for no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baggage area was packed by the time we got there and while waiting, the gf talked to her new friend- some aussie dude while I was fuckbored and sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then came the filthy dj saint.&lt;br /&gt;and of all the things to talk about, we talked about &lt;strong&gt;LIFE&lt;/strong&gt; and how things are going on for us while waiting for Jingz to end her convo with aussie dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast for me, jerky ride home, a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 20TH MONTH TO US at 7 in the morning and work at 4pm!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-4188872725322007979?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/4188872725322007979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=4188872725322007979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/4188872725322007979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/4188872725322007979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/01/mos.html' title='MOS'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-8862500119991846321</id><published>2007-01-11T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T19:05:37.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The return of the toe.</title><content type='html'>I was happily swinging around on the monkey bar.Get this, MONKEY BAR. After playing the swing which I got to swing for like, urm 2 minutes before some indian lady and her son came and stand beside my swing.GET THIS, BESIDE MY SWING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"U just stand there, stand there" -Indian lady barked to her son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i was there thinking whether they were sheltering themselves from the slight drizzle before I came to my senses that they probably weren't sheltering themselves given the fact there is no shelter on the swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned to my right where they were standing patheticly,smiled and continued swinging till Qamah asked the boy;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You wanna play is it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SI MAKPLE BODOH TU SURUH ANAK DIA DIRI SEBELAH AKU PASAL ANAK DIA NAK MAIN SWING.&lt;br /&gt;DEY PUNDEK, U STOOPID DOG, WHAT IF I KICKED YOUR SON. YOU CANNOT SEE I CHALLENGING QAMAH TO SWING COMPETITION IS IT??&lt;br /&gt;ITU BETOL BETOL NYER PUNDEK, INDIA MARI NYER EH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i hissed and quickly went off to the monkey bar la huh.&lt;br /&gt;Venge my anger on the bar and swinged vigourously like theres no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;THEN ON MY THIRD BAR(hehe!), MY FUCKING FOOT FUCKING KICK THE FUCKING POLE AND I FUCKING JUMPED DOWN AND SAT DOWN AND CUZ MY FUCKING TOE FUCKING HURT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nvm, still can swing for a while. Till i realised it did hurt like mutherfucking hell alot.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting my boyfriend's kick on the TOE i received and i nearly died in the lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, 3 years ago was the broken fourth toe which was so broken that it bent 90 degrees sideway (oh, you wouldnt wanna imagine that). Dont tell me the big toe wants that too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-8862500119991846321?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/8862500119991846321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=8862500119991846321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/8862500119991846321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/8862500119991846321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/01/return-of-toe.html' title='The return of the toe.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-9087315905312836802</id><published>2007-01-10T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T21:26:01.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Avenue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Being Department Supervisor for my department over at 1st Avenue was a breeze. All i need is to tell my "staffs" what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the dept supervisors got a helluva scolding for not attending briefing and for wearing flip flops( Haha!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good for our day 1 operation, with sales target set at 200 bucks and actually gotten 300 over. With the most profits coming from "Women casual" (ahem, ahem).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next two weeks, being an Assistant Store Manager. Wahaha. I can't imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RaToPjsM25I/AAAAAAAAAJg/dzLqLkQpEgE/s1600-h/7th+Dec+06+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018391238773889938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RaToPjsM25I/AAAAAAAAAJg/dzLqLkQpEgE/s320/7th+Dec+06+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tell me, am I your favouritest barista?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;( kimeks, mcm pregnant 4 bulan)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RaTpDjsM26I/AAAAAAAAAJs/okKFPTkDC-k/s1600-h/7th+Dec+06+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018392132127087522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RaTpDjsM26I/AAAAAAAAAJs/okKFPTkDC-k/s320/7th+Dec+06+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've just gotten gazillion photos taken during 7 dec yesterday. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Salvation army drive &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-9087315905312836802?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/9087315905312836802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=9087315905312836802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/9087315905312836802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/9087315905312836802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/01/1st-avenue.html' title='1st Avenue.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RaToPjsM25I/AAAAAAAAAJg/dzLqLkQpEgE/s72-c/7th+Dec+06+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-3855873679337738104</id><published>2007-01-09T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T16:33:43.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm absolutely pissed off by blogger.Sorry for the lack of updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, school sucks as always. Im chilling this very moment.&lt;br /&gt;No more lesson, trading period has begun. Thats love.&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;You've just waste a few seconds of your life reading this aimless entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-3855873679337738104?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/3855873679337738104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=3855873679337738104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/3855873679337738104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/3855873679337738104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-absolutely-pissed-off-by-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-7628213608585223546</id><published>2007-01-08T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T15:20:11.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BLOGGER MACAM BAPAK DIA PUNYA PUKI NYER BINYI.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-7628213608585223546?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/7628213608585223546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=7628213608585223546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/7628213608585223546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/7628213608585223546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/01/blogger-macam-bapak-dia-punya-puki-nyer.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-4700209130195316018</id><published>2007-01-08T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T15:19:49.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>test&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-4700209130195316018?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/4700209130195316018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=4700209130195316018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/4700209130195316018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/4700209130195316018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/01/test.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-1035595363409912359</id><published>2007-01-03T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T01:29:18.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tuesday,1 Jan 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My New Year dinner with the boyfriend over a Fin, the seafood cafe over at Marina Square. Whereby the waiter is a gay O-level graduate eyeing on the boyfriend.(Joke ,idiot) But he was annoying the hell out of me though, with the constant GEMS( Go The Extra Mile Service) goin on. LEAVE ME AND MY FOOD ALONE! Kept coming over and asking whether our food was alright or whether we like oysters(??). I had a nice Pan Fried Sole Fish with herbed butter whereas Qamah had Seafood in a Basket, which was fucking HUGE which was an absolute YUM. Then we discovered that the Tobasco sauce was fucking HUGE and we had to take a picture of it next to the pepper bottle to juxtaposes it, which was obvious.Ok, random.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, 2 Jan 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New Year was spent with my dad and aunt(dad's sis) with her two kids.Lunch over at Jack's Place-Great World City where we stuffed ourselves silly.With our steaks, bef kway teow(which is 5 times the hawker's price), fried rice, shirley temples/wines( my aunt had those &amp; damn I wished I could have a sip of that. HOHO)/juices for the kids and not forgetting our desserts. With the 100 plus bucks meal in our tummies, we went shopping for the kids'school stuffs(cousins are 10 &amp;amp; 12) and groceries, Norwegians are sure as hell a big eater!Proceed to my aunt's new place, it was whoa to me cuz I went there for the first time since I didnt go over for X'mas the other day.Was excited to see all my lovely TROLLS there. FYI, I adore trolls.The house was pretty made-up with the X'mas tree and red ribbons and stockings and Xmas greetings. We had tea with our Cinnabun. I swear it was yum as hell and left soon after the taped soccer match (man u vs. newcastle) ended. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-1035595363409912359?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/1035595363409912359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=1035595363409912359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/1035595363409912359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/1035595363409912359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/01/tuesday1-jan-2007-my-new-year-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-5174922658817816353</id><published>2007-01-03T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T00:54:55.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MoMo, Devil's Bar &amp; Dbl O Pt2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RZqN1LJrx6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/bviN3yb_Lb4/s1600-h/party+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015477079696459682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RZqN1LJrx6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/bviN3yb_Lb4/s320/party+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RZqN1bJrx7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/4Xc2HAV9ijU/s1600-h/party+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015477083991426994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RZqN1bJrx7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/4Xc2HAV9ijU/s320/party+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RZqN1bJrx8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/lC5RkLgtsEA/s1600-h/whosgoing1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015477083991427010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RZqN1bJrx8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/lC5RkLgtsEA/s320/whosgoing1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RZqN1bJrx9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/zWIBhH2legI/s1600-h/whosgoing3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015477083991427026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RZqN1bJrx9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/zWIBhH2legI/s320/whosgoing3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-5174922658817816353?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/5174922658817816353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=5174922658817816353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/5174922658817816353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/5174922658817816353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/01/momo-devils-bar-dbl-o-pt2.html' title='MoMo, Devil&apos;s Bar &amp; Dbl O Pt2'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RZqN1LJrx6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/bviN3yb_Lb4/s72-c/party+085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-5637602414487247697</id><published>2007-01-01T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T19:38:36.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MoMo, Devil's Bar &amp; Dbl O pt 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RZfkJTd9RYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/OhN3eG6mf0U/s1600-h/party+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014727558596216194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RZfkJTd9RYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/OhN3eG6mf0U/s320/party+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RZfkJTd9RZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T6Z_PFaz6qQ/s1600-h/party+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014727558596216210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RZfkJTd9RZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T6Z_PFaz6qQ/s320/party+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RZfkJTd9RaI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Em7OIb5jRk8/s1600-h/party+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014727558596216226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RZfkJTd9RaI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Em7OIb5jRk8/s320/party+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RZfjEjd9RXI/AAAAAAAAAGg/v1Limq1Ta_I/s1600-h/party+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014726377480209778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RZfjEjd9RXI/AAAAAAAAAGg/v1Limq1Ta_I/s320/party+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-5637602414487247697?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/5637602414487247697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=5637602414487247697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/5637602414487247697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/5637602414487247697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2007/01/momo-devils-bar-dbl-o-pt-1.html' title='MoMo, Devil&apos;s Bar &amp; Dbl O pt 1'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RZfkJTd9RYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/OhN3eG6mf0U/s72-c/party+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-2063338311148901159</id><published>2006-12-30T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T03:13:34.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight.</title><content type='html'>I have work at 10am later.&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting up for Qamah for no good reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why does some things befall on me.&lt;br /&gt;What did I ever do to deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I dreamt I resigned from my job.&lt;br /&gt;I believed I subconsciously wanna really move on from this mundane lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;I need a new job and some sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-2063338311148901159?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/2063338311148901159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=2063338311148901159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/2063338311148901159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/2063338311148901159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/12/goodnight.html' title='Goodnight.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-5635604412925414276</id><published>2006-12-29T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T00:01:47.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The vulnerability of a human being.</title><content type='html'>I've got news from my brother yesterday that my uncle who was performing his Haj with my Mom and his wife, passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dumbfounded, of course.&lt;br /&gt;To be told the news, I broke down immediately. Sobbing away while at work.&lt;br /&gt;The very uncle, the very one I called "Abah" passed away at a Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful to the colleagues for understanding. For the comforting words, the encouragement, the hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had to face my dad.&lt;br /&gt;My dad was my uncle's bestfriend and when I got home, my dad was already asleep.&lt;br /&gt;But I knew he was having trouble sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;With the occasional sounds of his bed creaking. He must have been tossing and turning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to visit my cousins and today was the very first time I saw my dad's vulnerability.&lt;br /&gt;He lets down his guard. He cried while talking to the cousins about my late uncle's health and past history and I never seen my dad cried ever.&lt;br /&gt;I cant even bring myself to comfort him cuz i was already tearing.&lt;br /&gt;So I left the living room and stood in the toilet for the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin told us that the day my mom, aunt and uncle were supposed to fly off, my uncle cried four times.&lt;br /&gt;He told my cousin that he was afraid he would not come back in "one piece".&lt;br /&gt;He complaint to my dad he was having chest pains.&lt;br /&gt;I guessed he must have seen it coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, Im hoping for a safe trip home for my mom and aunt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-5635604412925414276?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/5635604412925414276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=5635604412925414276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/5635604412925414276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/5635604412925414276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/12/vulnerability-of-human-being.html' title='The vulnerability of a human being.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-1785792768454716433</id><published>2006-12-26T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T23:50:57.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my resolution</title><content type='html'>My new year's resolution is to get my tongue pierced.&lt;br /&gt;Yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is Haji-ing.&lt;br /&gt;Haish.&lt;br /&gt;A month of dull.&lt;br /&gt;And food-less.&lt;br /&gt;And dirty undies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-1785792768454716433?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/1785792768454716433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=1785792768454716433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/1785792768454716433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/1785792768454716433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-resolution.html' title='my resolution'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-1873121074981101845</id><published>2006-12-25T04:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T04:26:04.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marry the christmas please.</title><content type='html'>My dad's side of the family celebrate Xmas every year.&lt;br /&gt;I've been going over to my aunt's w/o fail on Xmas eve till we suddenly stopped going when I turned 14.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered getting lotsa Barbies when I was 9, 10, 11, 12.&lt;br /&gt;Then I received a&lt;strong&gt; BILLABONG&lt;/strong&gt; wallet when I turned 13..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just arrived home (aproximately 410 hours) to find a present on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;I have to blog that,&lt;br /&gt;I am turning &lt;strong&gt;19&lt;/strong&gt; in four months time,&lt;br /&gt;And this year,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received &lt;strong&gt;EMILY the STRANGE&lt;/strong&gt; wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night all.&lt;br /&gt;Have a jolly good year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-1873121074981101845?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/1873121074981101845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=1873121074981101845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/1873121074981101845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/1873121074981101845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/12/marry-christmas-please.html' title='Marry the christmas please.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-6616607773806290763</id><published>2006-12-22T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T21:50:48.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the long run.</title><content type='html'>I called you for like ten thousand times.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks making me looked forward to talking to you on the phone and getting your voicemail.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, i even go around asking for opinions what does it means when your BF decided to go MIA on you after telling you that he is going somewhere with some people.&lt;br /&gt;SUDDENLY.&lt;br /&gt;How kental can that be.&lt;br /&gt;VERY.&lt;br /&gt;Not even text-ing you like he usually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got an answered after the ten thousanth call at 10 in the morning( after calling since 3 in the morning) saying YOU FUCKING FORGOT TO MESSAGE ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to be born yesterday right.&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to believe you, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the EXCUSE and I hope me off-ing my phone will do you good.&lt;br /&gt;And you being smart, calling my house wont do either cause my dad will just tell u im not home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-6616607773806290763?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/6616607773806290763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=6616607773806290763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/6616607773806290763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/6616607773806290763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/12/in-long-run.html' title='In the long run.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-603827429821996453</id><published>2006-12-20T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T03:18:16.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The little bit of something has left.</title><content type='html'>It's a hell of a cold night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna bask in my long deserved break from work.&lt;br /&gt;After not working for eons and to be smacked with a 5-days shifts straight, its hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from Concourse where I was doing closing and before that, was working at Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pugnacious me had left. I guess its better to just "leave it".&lt;br /&gt;To give it a rest.&lt;br /&gt;It was such an old issue,wasnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I sweared too much or being too much of a motormouth.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm learning to apologise and show my feelings well.&lt;br /&gt;Me and my boyfriend, we nearly end it.&lt;br /&gt;But 19 months isnt 19 days.&lt;br /&gt;Then I got a note from close someone,&lt;br /&gt;"Life isn't perfect.&lt;br /&gt;If it is, you wouldn't learn from anything.&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't know your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;And it will be boring.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're fine.&lt;br /&gt;Love you always."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know I'll love tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Cause tomorrow is always a better day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-603827429821996453?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/603827429821996453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=603827429821996453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/603827429821996453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/603827429821996453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/12/little-bit-of-something-has-left.html' title='The little bit of something has left.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-7076222427226277568</id><published>2006-12-16T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T23:43:19.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoukout pictures part I</title><content type='html'>Zoukout 06 pics part II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RYQSADd9RPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/74mNI7kTHmM/s1600-h/zoukout+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009148477683090674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RYQSADd9RPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/74mNI7kTHmM/s320/zoukout+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check the indian guy.&lt;br /&gt;my BF's friend called him coconut tree.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RYQSATd9RQI/AAAAAAAAAFU/HtVx1mX5uD8/s1600-h/zoukout+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009148481978057986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RYQSATd9RQI/AAAAAAAAAFU/HtVx1mX5uD8/s320/zoukout+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visuals visuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RYQSATd9RRI/AAAAAAAAAFc/1JJ4nWX8vlQ/s1600-h/zoukout+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009148481978058002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RYQSATd9RRI/AAAAAAAAAFc/1JJ4nWX8vlQ/s320/zoukout+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats very gay hunney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RYQSAjd9RSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/vDWeBPrF6Go/s1600-h/zoukout+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009148486273025314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RYQSAjd9RSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/vDWeBPrF6Go/s320/zoukout+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RYQSADd9ROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ZckwcyXKehE/s1600-h/zoukout+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009148477683090658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RYQSADd9ROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ZckwcyXKehE/s320/zoukout+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;oily ,smiling faces.&lt;br /&gt;Gearing for some more.&lt;br /&gt;MACAM PAHAM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-7076222427226277568?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/7076222427226277568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=7076222427226277568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/7076222427226277568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/7076222427226277568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/12/zoukout-06-pics-part-ii-thats-very-gay.html' title='Zoukout pictures part I'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RYQSADd9RPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/74mNI7kTHmM/s72-c/zoukout+081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-3233718972617865613</id><published>2006-12-14T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T23:42:48.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoukout pics part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RYFY0wNiKpI/AAAAAAAAACg/4ekp-zfHoEo/s1600-h/zoukout+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008381923930811026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RYFY0wNiKpI/AAAAAAAAACg/4ekp-zfHoEo/s320/zoukout+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RYFY1ANiKrI/AAAAAAAAACw/M4dhc5KwmK8/s1600-h/zoukout+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008381928225778354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RYFY1ANiKrI/AAAAAAAAACw/M4dhc5KwmK8/s320/zoukout+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RYFY1ANiKqI/AAAAAAAAACo/qWP1OGfyjYQ/s1600-h/zoukout+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008381928225778338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RYFY1ANiKqI/AAAAAAAAACo/qWP1OGfyjYQ/s320/zoukout+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sya and BF and Khai Romano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RYFY1ANiKsI/AAAAAAAAAC4/p5cpuFne2yI/s1600-h/zoukout+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008381928225778370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RYFY1ANiKsI/AAAAAAAAAC4/p5cpuFne2yI/s320/zoukout+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With sand in my toes.&lt;br /&gt;Im happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RYFY1QNiKtI/AAAAAAAAADA/FU4MbfXlmqY/s1600-h/zoukout+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008381932520745682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RYFY1QNiKtI/AAAAAAAAADA/FU4MbfXlmqY/s320/zoukout+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend and his friends from school.&lt;br /&gt;Boys, Boys, Boys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-3233718972617865613?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/3233718972617865613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=3233718972617865613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/3233718972617865613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/3233718972617865613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/12/boyfriend-and-his-friends.html' title='Zoukout pics part I'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RYFY0wNiKpI/AAAAAAAAACg/4ekp-zfHoEo/s72-c/zoukout+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-8239258747637479983</id><published>2006-12-12T04:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T04:41:51.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RX3CKf0RE4I/AAAAAAAAABU/gf9OOnsj8Eg/s1600-h/happy+anni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007371846301062018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RX3CKf0RE4I/AAAAAAAAABU/gf9OOnsj8Eg/s320/happy+anni.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(zoukout 9.12.06)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, Oh maybe, we were made &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were made for each other &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ahh, is it possible for the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;World to look this way forever?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy 19th month baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-8239258747637479983?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/8239258747637479983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=8239258747637479983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/8239258747637479983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/8239258747637479983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-love.html' title='My love.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RX3CKf0RE4I/AAAAAAAAABU/gf9OOnsj8Eg/s72-c/happy+anni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-2451374202925769031</id><published>2006-12-11T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T02:06:38.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOUKing OUT</title><content type='html'>I am taking a break from my last minute revision for the paper later on.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope I can continue revising though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suspect kuat, tak continue ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;ZOUKOUT WAS AWESOME &lt;em&gt;LAA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried partying till sunrise but damn, the legs were gonna give way any moment.&lt;br /&gt;Left about 6am with the BF and friend.&lt;br /&gt;Was cursing all the way home on the bike for forgetting to bring a sweater.&lt;br /&gt;Fucking cold in the morn.I SWEAR TO GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with the GFs and Khai at 7pm yst and headed to Siloso.It was pretty obvious we were heading for Zoukout. Dressed awesomely down eyy.&lt;br /&gt;We had to enter before 9pm but the crowd wasnt that bad for that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one hell of a long walk from one arena to the next. I think the cause for the tireness wasnt from all those dancing but the journey to and fro one arena to the next.&lt;br /&gt;DJs were awesome. Company was the best of best.&lt;br /&gt;With the besties on one side and the BF and co on the other.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting those who tried to get lucky.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting getting grabbed by the ass by some AngMoh dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh yes, I love the podium.=)&lt;br /&gt;It was fucking high and you'll feel like falling especially if you're dancing the edge and have an indian guy coming up and telling you that&lt;br /&gt;"oooh, u dance very nice!"(insert head-bobbing action and accent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, I told ya, ZOUKOUT was the bomb. Didn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, MIDSEMS TEST. the horror!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-2451374202925769031?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/2451374202925769031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=2451374202925769031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/2451374202925769031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/2451374202925769031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/12/zouking-out.html' title='ZOUKing OUT'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-7356982142964602502</id><published>2006-12-09T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T16:18:00.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOUKOUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yes, tonight is ZOUKOUT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8pm to 8 am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna party like theres no tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But keeping in mind the midsems hah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure the whole world's gonna be there and if you're going to MOS's Milkshake, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;U GUYS SUCKS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its free anyways, so yeah why not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RXpw3P0RE2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/7YAyyZy-9aA/s1600-h/piczow+195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006438030216598370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RXpw3P0RE2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/7YAyyZy-9aA/s320/piczow+195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I sayang this pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAH. IM GOING SALLY'S HOUSE TO PLAY DRESS UP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll cya at siloso baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-7356982142964602502?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/7356982142964602502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=7356982142964602502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/7356982142964602502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/7356982142964602502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/12/zoukout.html' title='ZOUKOUT'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RXpw3P0RE2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/7YAyyZy-9aA/s72-c/piczow+195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-8014221811840635017</id><published>2006-12-08T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T01:18:10.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything I love about Bugis!</title><content type='html'>Yes, the salvation army drive.&lt;br /&gt;Madness!&lt;br /&gt;And I came at 5pm on the dot.&lt;br /&gt;My lovely partners had already set up a table by the bar for me to put whipped cream on drinks.&lt;br /&gt;Maha sakit pingang betol.&lt;br /&gt;600 drinks in two hours.&lt;br /&gt;KIMEKSSSSSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all smiles from the partners.&lt;br /&gt;Something I've missed for quite sometimes as I've not been working.&lt;br /&gt;I missed the 7 and the half Bs.&lt;br /&gt;Ouh yes, my 7 and the half bitches of the SB-BG.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why do we get so bitchy at store sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Bitchy towards each other and the new partners especially.&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, all of us are learning coaches/coffee master/soon-to-be coffee master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Jingz,&lt;br /&gt;the stern and no-nonsence barista.I've always known her as the pretty but &lt;strong&gt;bitchy&lt;/strong&gt; partner.&lt;br /&gt;But I love her eversince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Sally,&lt;br /&gt;the bestie. maha sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Sya Baby,&lt;br /&gt;you guys wouldnt wanna know how she get the name. Pretty bimbotic this one.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;But she cracks me up all the time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Flo-Go&lt;br /&gt;my dearest shift manager. my sexy mama.&lt;br /&gt;my open-straight-up-in-your-face darling.&lt;br /&gt;I miss her and shes in cathay now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Howie Gee&lt;br /&gt;Dont ask about this name either.the loud hailer. her words are as sharp as knives but she meant well. almost forgot, my neighbour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sixth person is yours truly and the half is none other than Azzie.&lt;br /&gt;Hes the half cuz hes a he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alah, rindu nyer starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;Next week, back to coaching the newbies and bitching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, gotta mug for the tests cuz I wouldn't wanna be in year 4.1 right?&lt;br /&gt;But If i were to repeat a module, I'll rather be taking a "Diploma in Clubbing and Partying" as I'll do well in in eyy.I know I'll do well in it as well as the diploma I'm pursuing.&lt;br /&gt;U think so.&lt;br /&gt;I think so.&lt;br /&gt;so go mug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-8014221811840635017?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/8014221811840635017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=8014221811840635017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/8014221811840635017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/8014221811840635017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/12/everything-i-love-about-bugis.html' title='Everything I love about Bugis!'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-755267292887089286</id><published>2006-12-07T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T02:22:27.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the shutdown.</title><content type='html'>My brain is undergoing operation shutdown.&lt;br /&gt;Midsem tests are next week and guess what's the 1st paper?!&lt;br /&gt;Best gilerrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;First paper is Advertising and Promotion.&lt;br /&gt;I know, it sound somewhat interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Check out the textbook.&lt;br /&gt;Better still.&lt;br /&gt;779 pages worth of micro mini words.&lt;br /&gt;Its like reading the dictionary continously for 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna mug like nobody's business tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Slaughtering myself seems to be the best solution if I were to repeat this bone dry module.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh, look at the time.&lt;br /&gt;Its already past two and I'll have to get ready for school in like 4 hours time.&lt;br /&gt;alah, chao chibai betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, drop by any Starbucks outlet if you guys want drinks on the house from 5pm to 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;Bring some coins for the salvation army too ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to the books!&lt;br /&gt;Cya at BUGIS later at 5pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-755267292887089286?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/755267292887089286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Perishers.&lt;br /&gt;I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been repressing the depression that it has eaten up into me.&lt;br /&gt;It has taken a toll on my health.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I left with a feverish mind, body and soul.&lt;br /&gt;My health is proof of what I've been battling.&lt;br /&gt;Bitchings, hypocrisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, leave me alone while I dwell on my sad pathetic life story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am paddling my own canoe.&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever needed help?&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever get help?&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever asked for help?&lt;br /&gt;That my friend, Is the very question that is buring my brains at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who are gone, are gone.&lt;br /&gt;I believe it is not worth my time chasing after dreams.&lt;br /&gt;There is no point mending broken bridges,&lt;br /&gt;So I'll go.&lt;br /&gt;Nice GIRLS finish last, I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gone away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's the same old&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;same old song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gone away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's my whole life in words&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/19147243-8621714064437109533?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/8621714064437109533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=8621714064437109533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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music.&lt;br /&gt;Throwing up twice in one night.&lt;br /&gt;And seeing the lovable duo,Wany and Diy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We argued but we kiss and &lt;s&gt;makeout&lt;/s&gt; ooops, I meant made up.&lt;br /&gt;Hurhurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you nonetheless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-908786865010612140?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/908786865010612140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=908786865010612140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/908786865010612140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/908786865010612140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-sweetest-invention.html' title='my sweetest invention'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-336334343010585698</id><published>2006-12-01T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T16:56:49.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>double whammy</title><content type='html'>Thank God I have this friday all to myself in this house.&lt;br /&gt;The Mom went ahead without us to my aunt's for the kenduri later in the evening&lt;br /&gt;(And I found out she decided to bring along our rice cooker.)&lt;br /&gt;The Dad and Bro went to work so I decided to rejuvenate my inner soul by doing household chores.&lt;br /&gt;Urm, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going over to the aunt's I think I can manage to squeeze in a bit of self study here and there eyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you poly-ians have already start mugging on those mid-sems next week.&lt;br /&gt;While Naq and I managed to party the night before at Dbl O.&lt;br /&gt;I call this "love nye pasal" eh Naq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday had that culture and expression lecture and headed over to Cine to catch Happy Feet with the Boyfriend. =)&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Naq and Diy to arrive at Somerset all alone(nyahah!) cuz the BF had to leave early to siap and stuff for his MOS fun.&lt;br /&gt;Guestlist eh.&lt;br /&gt;Best.&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak dapat masok pasal aku arrive after 11pm and taxi semua macam bapak dorang nya puki.&lt;br /&gt;Its okay,right Hun?&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's MOS with my boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;(*Sings &lt;em&gt;down to ride til' the very end its me and my boyfriend&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO the club was alright.&lt;br /&gt;The sound was on a boring side.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I was sitting down almost 1/2 the time and some guys just thought they can get lucky.&lt;br /&gt;keberets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bacardi Breezer at 4 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my boytoy after he was done with MOS around 3plus plus and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;Weary and light headed.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I have kenduri DOA SELAMAT.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had Baron.&lt;br /&gt;Amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-336334343010585698?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/336334343010585698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>MOS on Thursday(23 Nov) for &lt;strong&gt;Tertiary Fling&lt;/strong&gt; and Friday(24 Nov) for &lt;strong&gt;Tomcraft&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Best.&lt;br /&gt;Dbl O aku sikit menyampah.&lt;br /&gt;But the company's good so fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOS on Friday was fucking awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Tomcraft botak eh Naq bukan Faizal.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Baron and free tequilas did justice to me on Friday (Note to self: Test the next day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking crazy shots with those filthy DJs after partying.&lt;br /&gt;Going to the wrong toilets(Read: Male)&lt;br /&gt;Shuffling&lt;br /&gt;Meeting fat crazy people.&lt;br /&gt;And lotsa crazy stuffs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-4227894641901132812?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-1832862274185827620</id><published>2006-11-21T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T00:32:38.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we love everything sweet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going take a bike license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm born rider, I swear to god.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2539/2337/1600/546250/carr%20065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2539/2337/320/595708/carr%20065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minah rempit sejati perr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coffee bean and gelare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yummeeey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2539/2337/1600/241633/carr%20046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2539/2337/320/229149/carr%20046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2539/2337/1600/760930/carr%20047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2539/2337/320/108984/carr%20047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2539/2337/1600/611998/carr%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2539/2337/320/815998/carr%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;check out the mudpie ehhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we love CB yeah hunney?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love spinelli too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2539/2337/1600/347923/carr%20059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2539/2337/320/785209/carr%20059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2539/2337/1600/659987/carr%20062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2539/2337/320/75026/carr%20062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok dah. malas nak post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thurs and fri tak sabar menanti eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-4673522502806740156</id><published>2006-11-20T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T02:19:49.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the girl, the resume, and the jemputan</title><content type='html'>I have two jemputans straight this two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Earlier on while on the bike to Bedok with Hawa n Fad on the another,&lt;br /&gt;it felt like a convoy situation.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, with the kain and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the nasi minyak was what I've been waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I'm done with the resume.&lt;br /&gt;And the application form.&lt;br /&gt;And my assignment which is actually due on Thurs!&lt;br /&gt;But seeing the fact that the poly GFs and the besties are gonna club that night, I had envisioned an assignment-free day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,I have to wait for the BF cuz he's refuelling at JOHOR (like WTF?!).&lt;br /&gt;Since when do I have to feel its mandatory to wait up for the BF.&lt;br /&gt;No, I just want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight ugly people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-4673522502806740156?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/4673522502806740156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=4673522502806740156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/4673522502806740156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/4673522502806740156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/11/girl-resume-and-jemputan.html' title='the girl, the resume, and the jemputan'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-6905115181019405896</id><published>2006-11-19T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T01:29:21.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the guy who wants the muffins.</title><content type='html'>Jingz,Sally and I headed over to THE MINISTRY OF SOUND yesternight to have abit of girly fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Pure to say HI to of course, my favouritest DJ (ahah!).&lt;br /&gt;So Damian came over after he was done with his set and instead of saying HI( which I was expecting), he demanded&lt;br /&gt;"Hey cheater( ok, wtf?), wheres my muffins?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. alah, cute.&lt;br /&gt;sorry, my muffins was taken away by security guards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abeh it was like chao chibai cuz the baggage area was full to the brim.&lt;br /&gt;And I bribed them with a ciggy and made friends in the end.&lt;br /&gt;cuz they are craaazzzy people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. THEN I SAW CASTELLO AND FRIENDS AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ROTTEN LUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they decided to be friendly and offered beer. I rather drink my own pee.&lt;br /&gt;And they were being so irritating and hovering us that I just had to tell them this,&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU LIKE, GET A LIFE?&lt;br /&gt;Castello's friend replied,&lt;br /&gt;"I AM GETTING A LIFE" (in his ugly accent. I swear to god.stop talking!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw a couple of friends like Jingz's neighbour, Ali who was kind enough to drive us and eat supper with us.&lt;br /&gt;Ahflor's friend who we saw before a couple of times at MOS,bartending, was kind enough to offer a lemon(HAHAHA, JOKE) when he saw that I was effing high.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting a secondary mate who always seem to be at MOS whenever im there.&lt;br /&gt;tssssk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time. MOS lagi kay geng.&lt;br /&gt;takmo dbl O. tempat jantan keberet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-6905115181019405896?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/6905115181019405896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=6905115181019405896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/6905115181019405896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/6905115181019405896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/11/guy-who-wants-muffins.html' title='the guy who wants the muffins.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-116342836056367130</id><published>2006-11-13T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:27.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my bro called me in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;ouh btw, he was in his room.&lt;br /&gt;he said&lt;br /&gt;"Where are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied&lt;br /&gt;" at home la! sleeping. WHAT YOU WANT??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said&lt;br /&gt;"i want plastic bags. remember, tomorrow we have project to do at Bird Park?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT PROJECT. OITTTT WHAT YOU TALKING. U DREAMING AHHHH??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He,&lt;br /&gt;"Plastic BAGS AHHHH DIFJWEIGNFEKJNVF(gibberish)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I,&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT FUCK YOU TALKING" (hangs up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out to check and found out my bro was actually sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;hmm,&lt;br /&gt;sleep talking. the new term.&lt;br /&gt;bwahahaah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-116342836056367130?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/116342836056367130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=116342836056367130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116342836056367130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116342836056367130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-bro-called-me-in-middle-of-night.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-116325518764230559</id><published>2006-11-11T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:26.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dome, boredome</title><content type='html'>when you're fuckbored, you chat with your crazy besties and you'll get this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello, mister SHUT-THE-FUCK-UP says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;AND Y DOES MY EYES FEEL FUCKING HEAVY NINI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello, mister SHUT-THE-FUCK-UP says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;IS SETAN SITTING ON THEM NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"..rain rain rain.." - nini oaxaca says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;because ur sleepy la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"..rain rain rain.." - nini oaxaca says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ahhah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello, mister SHUT-THE-FUCK-UP says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"..rain rain rain.." - nini oaxaca says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;setan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"..rain rain rain.." - nini oaxaca says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;probably..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"..rain rain rain.." - nini oaxaca says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i dont know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"..rain rain rain.." - nini oaxaca says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i haf a feeling they are sumwhere between ur thighs now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello, mister SHUT-THE-FUCK-UP says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HAHAHAHHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello, mister SHUT-THE-FUCK-UP says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;CHAO CHIBAI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello, mister SHUT-THE-FUCK-UP says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i hve a feeling they are braiding ur hair now, nini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"..rain rain rain.." - nini oaxaca says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"..rain rain rain.." - nini oaxaca says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dat would be nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"..rain rain rain.." - nini oaxaca says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;maybe i'd pay dem 35 bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"..rain rain rain.." - nini oaxaca says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;they should work in thailand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello, mister SHUT-THE-FUCK-UP says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"..rain rain rain.." - nini oaxaca says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;everyones getting dem braids done der.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello, mister SHUT-THE-FUCK-UP says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i think they are working at thailand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"..rain rain rain.." - nini oaxaca says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"..rain rain rain.." - nini oaxaca says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"..rain rain rain.." - nini oaxaca says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello, mister SHUT-THE-FUCK-UP says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The epitome of konekness.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahhaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-116325518764230559?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/116325518764230559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=116325518764230559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116325518764230559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116325518764230559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/11/dome-boredome.html' title='dome, boredome'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-116323305191806054</id><published>2006-11-11T15:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:26.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouh nice night.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was pure madness.&lt;br /&gt;Had school for a mere 45 mins.&lt;br /&gt;Then had to rush home to attend to the ONLINE TUTORIAL.I swear to god, seriously!&lt;br /&gt;Rush to work.&lt;br /&gt;At work, I had to rush to MOS.&lt;br /&gt;What a rushy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Damian Saint made my day yesterday by shouting accross the dancefloor when he spotted me.&lt;br /&gt;I told you I'll swing by.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;I was dancing mostly by myself cuzz Jingz and Kiran wanna go Smoove.&lt;br /&gt;That place was seriously and totally reminded me of Dbl O, with the reggaeton mixes and whatnot yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rather stick around at Main Arena where Damian was spinning. Tee hee. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Then some dude Jingz was dancing with came up and gave us drinks.&lt;br /&gt;OK, GET THIS.NOT BEERS, NOT VODKAS&lt;br /&gt;BUT EVIAN.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;But im cool. I needed something to wash down the lingering beer taste in my mouth before I got home anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the thingy was over, Jingz and I stuck ard for a chat with Damian and was laughing our asses off, seeing him got pestered by German dudes!&lt;br /&gt;The german dude was so deperate for "ONE MORE" that he even whispered to me to persuade Damian to spin some more.&lt;br /&gt;Then after saying goodbyes and chat-wit-ya-laters, I bumped into this guy by the name of RAHMAT who fucking thought i was PINOY.&lt;br /&gt;OMFG, NOT AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside, Rahmat's friend came over and sat beside me and gave me this slip of paper.&lt;br /&gt;I NEARLY PUKED OUT ALL THOSE JALEPENO AND PASSION TEA N BEERS I DRANK/ATE.&lt;br /&gt;Rahmat suddenly decided to get a name change.&lt;br /&gt;SO he suddenly goes by the name of CASTELLO.&lt;br /&gt;Like, where the fuck did u get such awful name.&lt;br /&gt;So i burst out laughing and told the friend "I thought he told me his name was Rahmat?"&lt;br /&gt;The guy replied , "Yeah, this is his nick name,you see. Just call me Tello"&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, for fuck i'll call him tello, prolly BELO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I spotted Ili's clique and that darn girl wasnt there.&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh!!!&lt;br /&gt;Its a fucking small world cuz Jingz knew one of them.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I need food before I passout.&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now suckas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-116323305191806054?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/116323305191806054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=116323305191806054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116323305191806054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116323305191806054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/11/ouh-nice-night_11.html' title='ouh nice night.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-116305649963586010</id><published>2006-11-09T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:26.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 months and stronger.</title><content type='html'>Dear Oprah,&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to stop crying every time  I watched your show.&lt;br /&gt;Even my mom thinks I somewhat weird, to be crying while watching a talkshow.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I should see a counsellor?&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking what I should say if I were to send Oprah an email.&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine I was on her show.&lt;br /&gt;I'LL DIE.&lt;br /&gt;Right there and then.&lt;br /&gt;And Oprah probably would have to come to my funeral.&lt;br /&gt;But I hate Starworld's Oprah. We're so far back now.They kept showing the Katrina episode,which gets on my nerves cuz I wanna move on. I don't  wanna keep on crying abt the Katrina.&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I love my chumps.&lt;br /&gt;He's kinda you-know-what cuz I kept blogging about Damian Saint.Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I LOVE YOU OKAY OKAY?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-116305649963586010?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/116305649963586010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=116305649963586010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116305649963586010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116305649963586010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/11/18-months-and-stronger.html' title='18 months and stronger.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-116300231129241005</id><published>2006-11-08T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:26.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMGZZZ</title><content type='html'>I choked on my epok epok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS SO OUH-MY-FUCKING-GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoots,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/Oo(046).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/Oo%28046%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwwwwwwwwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;something for the eye eyy.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;I'LL SEE YOU ON FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-116300231129241005?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/116300231129241005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=116300231129241005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116300231129241005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116300231129241005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/11/omgzzz.html' title='OMGZZZ'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-116292261178108055</id><published>2006-11-08T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:26.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zoukout!</title><content type='html'>Have u gotten your Zoukout tixs?!&lt;br /&gt;Well, u should! its selling out fast.&lt;br /&gt;And i've gotten mine from Sally's cousin whos working for the organizers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh! I've been waiting to turn 18 since I was 15/14 and when zoukout was held near the Marina Promenade.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-116292261178108055?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/116292261178108055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=116292261178108055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116292261178108055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116292261178108055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/11/zoukout.html' title='zoukout!'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-116273961561990463</id><published>2006-11-05T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:26.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAINTS</title><content type='html'>MINISTRY OF SOUND PRESENTS JIMMY VAN MALLEGHAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Our plan to go to Zouk changed since majority of the colleagues wanted to go to MOS la, aper lagi kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally and I, as per normal entered before 1030pm and while waiting for the rest to arrive(in 2 hours time) we headed over to Smoove(mana lagi kan) cuz Main Arena wasnt open yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/mos%20034.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/mos%20034.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed out for a mini camwhoring session since the songs playing over at Smoove sucks, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jingz, the bdae girl came in late and tipsy.HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIMMY V M IS SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/Oo(045).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/Oo%28045%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smiled for the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the first time I saw DAMIAN SAINT(guy in white!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAINT=FAINT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time he played , I didnt get to catch a glimpse of him and yst we were right infront of them.&lt;br /&gt;So we were dancing like mad dogs and Haffiz intro-ed me to this "House Battle" which was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And around 4 plus when it was ending, everyone was screaming for "one more" and so WE HAD THE DANCEFLOOR TO OURSELVES CUZ THE BORING PEOPLE LEFT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this dude came up to Jimmy and handed him a request list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the dude got &lt;strong&gt;FUCK YOU&lt;/strong&gt; , followed by a &lt;strong&gt;middle finger&lt;/strong&gt; from Jimmy.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to MacD for breakfast and I saw DAMIAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST HAD TO FUCKING GASP AND MAKE DAMIAN TURNED TO SAY HIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, at least he remembered me for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed home and reached home at 6-ish .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had like 4 hours of sleep cuz MY HOUSE HAD AN OPEN HOUSE(again).I had to wake up at 11 to vaccuum and mop and help this and that and feeling tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thanked god I wasnt having a hangover from that beers and tequila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Friday, join me for another round of madness at MOS?&lt;br /&gt;Okay?&lt;br /&gt;And i thought I always had enough of clubbing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-116273961561990463?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/116273961561990463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=116273961561990463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116273961561990463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116273961561990463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/11/faints.html' title='FAINTS'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-116262562399032805</id><published>2006-11-04T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:26.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raya.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raya with TP girls was best gila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/tp%20raya%20014.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/tp%20raya%20014.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on my bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/P1030935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/P1030935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the kuih was seriously sedap nak mampos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/tp%20raya%20052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/tp%20raya%20052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at farna's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/P1030934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/P1030934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at naq's. she has a own studio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alah, manis nyerr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/P1030930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/P1030930.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sfogs.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/tp%20raya%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/tp%20raya%20043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kekek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/tp%20raya%20042.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/tp%20raya%20042.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my wacky girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-116262562399032805?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/116262562399032805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=116262562399032805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116262562399032805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116262562399032805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/11/raya.html' title='raya.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-116196934308072912</id><published>2006-10-28T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:25.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAUGHING OUT LOUDER THAN LOUD.</title><content type='html'>I can't keep it to myself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna explode.&lt;br /&gt;Ok read this:(emphasize on the bold words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM OPEN MINDED&lt;/strong&gt; PERSON AND &lt;strong&gt;ACCEPT ALL SUGEESTION U GUYS BEEN GIVEN&lt;/strong&gt; TO ME..&lt;br /&gt;MY HOBBIES ARE CHATTING,&lt;strong&gt;SIMMING&lt;/strong&gt;,WINDOW SHOPPING,SURFING INTERNET AND DANCING.&lt;br /&gt;IN FUTURE &lt;strong&gt;I WOULD LIKE TO BECOMING A SUPERSTARS&lt;/strong&gt; OR A SUPERMODEL.&lt;br /&gt;EITHER,I LIKE MAKING FRENS.I WOULD LIKE TO FIND A LONG TERM RELATIONSHIPS IN HERE.&lt;br /&gt;SO THE THE MAN THAT I INTERESTED IN &lt;strong&gt;MUST B CHINESE LOOK&lt;/strong&gt;,GENTLEMAN,HAVE A VERY GOOD INCOME,&lt;strong&gt;STYLISH ONE&lt;/strong&gt;,MACHO,HANDSOME N VERY GORGEOUS.&lt;br /&gt;BESIDES,HE MUST BE A MAN WHO REALLY CAN TAKE CARE OF ME IN THE FUTURE N LIVE WITH ME &lt;strong&gt;FOR FOREVER&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I REALLY HATE THE PERSONS&lt;/strong&gt; WHO ARE SO MESSY,&lt;strong&gt;HYPOCRIT&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JELOUSING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,LAZY NAD LIAR.&lt;br /&gt;MY WISH TO MYSELF IS BECOME A VERY GOOD PERSON IN THE FUTURE,KNOWN BY ALL IN THE WORLD.(&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;be prepared for the last part...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WORLD PEACE....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys might wanna use this paragraph as a format for your friendster or myspace.&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-116196934308072912?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/116196934308072912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=116196934308072912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116196934308072912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116196934308072912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/10/laughing-out-louder-than-loud.html' title='LAUGHING OUT LOUDER THAN LOUD.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-116170143052862823</id><published>2006-10-24T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:24.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raya.</title><content type='html'>I don't wanna go all selamat hari raya-ish, so I'll say Happy eating all the kuih tarts in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh, what a solemn affair today was.&lt;br /&gt;I had to go to some sesat ajaran thingy in the morning-family issues la.&lt;br /&gt;Then headed over to gran's whereby we just salam and sit at the corner by ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Dad's side of the family is always tense.&lt;br /&gt;Actually no, I haven't seen the younger cousins since they were in diapers so that explains the wee bit of animosity that surrounds us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoots, the older cousins and the pakciks-makciks were gerek as always.&lt;br /&gt;The main topics at gran's were as usual; 4Ds,schools,works,NS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak betolkan family aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang kelakar part bila pakcik aku yang balding lambat datang.&lt;br /&gt;Abeh orang-orang tanya mana satu family.&lt;br /&gt;Si makcik aku yang sarcastic nak mampos cakap pakcik aku gi REBOND RAMBOT.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HAIR?!&lt;br /&gt;Padahal rambot ala-ala, boleh kira pulak tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is work.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday is school at 3 cuz I dont really like jeff ho's lectures so i wont be coming for the 9 am lecture.&lt;br /&gt;Next week is ZOUK. tak sabar menanti betol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-116170143052862823?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/116170143052862823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=116170143052862823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116170143052862823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116170143052862823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/10/raya.html' title='raya.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-116126585463138934</id><published>2006-10-19T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:24.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>timetable.</title><content type='html'>My timetable sucks dicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My comm skills tutor is the same horse-faced motherfucker.What rotten luck!&lt;br /&gt;I swear to god, she has something against me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time around the semester contains a wee bit of interesting modules.&lt;br /&gt;Such as Fashion Merchandising, Customer Relationships Management and all that jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I stumbled onto a particular module, C&amp;E and in my mind I was like thinking "what fucking lecture would be 3 hours long?"&lt;br /&gt;Haiyah, it was my Cross-displinary module larh bongok.&lt;br /&gt;So I looked the module up.&lt;br /&gt;Its something about "exploring human expressions in its various form".Interesting eyy?&lt;br /&gt;I know!&lt;br /&gt;Thats why I picked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it and school starts next week.dsfhneiugv feijve!&lt;br /&gt;On Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Dorang bodoh kan.Nampaksah eve of raya pantat.&lt;br /&gt;tak forgiving langsung.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, nie lah bangsa-bangsa majusi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I was an hour and 15 mins late for work.&lt;br /&gt;Best kan.&lt;br /&gt;the best part is,&lt;br /&gt;my manager was the one who woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (during the second phonecall after i refuse to pick up the 1st) AH, NAK APER?!?&lt;br /&gt;-Suara mana nya bingit ah orang kacau.&lt;br /&gt;Haffiz: OIT DAH PUKOL BRAPE?!!?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (panicked) SIALLAH HAFFIZ!! OMG OMG.&lt;br /&gt;Haffiz: okok, kau turun je lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 bucks goes to the uncle taxi kay.&lt;br /&gt;Confident set alarm at 10am.PADAHAL START KEJE KUL 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye, aku bodoh.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, you guys learnt your lesson and start washing the area in between your toes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-116126585463138934?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/116126585463138934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=116126585463138934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116126585463138934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116126585463138934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/10/timetable.html' title='timetable.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-116110915360546473</id><published>2006-10-18T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T18:52:47.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kopi-o .</title><content type='html'>I swear to god, my taste bud has gone haywired tonight.&lt;br /&gt;After tasting a gazillion coffees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three words eh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAKIT PEROT GILERRRRRRRR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coffees from sulawesi to colombia to italian.&lt;br /&gt;complimenting the coffees with walnut brownies to cheesecake to all the food from buka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WADUUHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besok jamban mesti meletop nyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/Oo(013).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/Oo(010).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/Oo%28010%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the coffees and french presses in the world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/Oo(015).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/Oo%28015%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dah, lepastu blajar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And I so gonna watch Gubra after this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And scrape my tongue off this lingering aftertaste. It felt like as though you didnt brush your teeth for like ten thousand years.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And Marissa's sister from The OC right, stop being a bitch eh.Last warning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And some Mat Malaysia from Selangor just viewed my friendster's profile. Abeh misai stop it eh.Alah-alah. Cukor betol-betol, pls eh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Till then,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;May you guys know how to clean your room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-116110915360546473?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/116110915360546473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=116110915360546473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116110915360546473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116110915360546473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/10/kopi-o.html' title='kopi-o .'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-116093163769189451</id><published>2006-10-16T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:24.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vivo city.&lt;br /&gt;I was lost. searching for starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was feeling all gooey and weird after the phonecall with Sally.&lt;br /&gt;I was at store while she was attached to Vivo city starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, I'll see you at starbucks"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This statement sounded so 3 to 4 years ago when we used to hang at Northpoint or Liat' starbucks. And drinking Mocha Rhumba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I hung up, I turned to both managers who were in the office with me and telling them, poker-faced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That sounded weird"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we just laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it did sound weird.&lt;br /&gt;Now it'll be more of a "I'll see u at store" kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoots, people just gotta stop bitching about other people.&lt;br /&gt;Its annoying, I swear to god.&lt;br /&gt;Me included.&lt;br /&gt;No blog bitching ah,please eh.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try but will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, til puasa is over. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night world, tomorrow is JOHOR day.&lt;br /&gt;Benci nyerrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;Dengan custom-custom dia sekali.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-116093163769189451?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/116093163769189451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=116093163769189451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116093163769189451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116093163769189451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/10/vivo-city.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-116083479684526824</id><published>2006-10-14T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:24.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've posted a whole lot of pictures.Fuck IE okay.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe  Firefox will be tad forgiving.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, aku malas nak post pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Im sooper lazy to start studying for coffee master.ZURAH HELP ME!&lt;br /&gt;Haiya, leceh la starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;Coffee master la,coffee presentation la(eventhough i like it) and lotsa more coffee issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you guys spot any barista wearing black apron, thats the coffee master.&lt;br /&gt;I know the black apron makes one look slimmer.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;But I still love my green apron and being a bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so what do I know about coffee.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know nuts about it except that Sumatra is a bold coffee.&lt;br /&gt;Mampos la aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/fae%20004.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/fae%20004.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats Haffiz from The pinholes, manager aku yang gila.&lt;br /&gt;And thats Sally.Sally from..erm. Yishun yang ku sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-116083479684526824?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/116083479684526824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=116083479684526824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116083479684526824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116083479684526824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/10/ive-posted-whole-lot-of-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-116076004015794508</id><published>2006-10-14T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:24.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The circle of five.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Till this day, it has yet to slip my mind&lt;br /&gt;A combustion of love we have designed&lt;br /&gt;In within each other's soul and mind,&lt;br /&gt;lies a beautiful friendship and its ties that binds,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the beauty of it was much too obvious,&lt;br /&gt;by the jealous and the envious,&lt;br /&gt;But we ask still, what is it have we ever done?&lt;br /&gt;It is this priceless treasure since we first begun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But still a friendship can easily be torn,&lt;br /&gt;But in ours, there is a pillar, so strong, we call it a bond&lt;br /&gt;A bond I have never felt with any man I have committed to,&lt;br /&gt;because the number of days they walk away was far too soon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never have I ranked who is best from this circle of five,&lt;br /&gt;Simply because all you love comes equal,&lt;br /&gt;Neither did I differ nor did I define.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My love I send, from every single piece if my broken heart,&lt;br /&gt;this has been the best thing that ever happened to me,&lt;br /&gt;our friendship, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Valentine's Day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It seems like yesterday that all five of us sat on a mat surrounded by candles by the promenade.&lt;br /&gt;Religiously celebrating Valentine's Day and proudly making gifts that came from the heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The series of events that now led to a broken circle, you are gone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn't even get to be there.Im extremely sorry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The tears, will it ever bring you back?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will you ever look back and laugh?At all the memories? Will you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks for being there for me.You were the first person that made me feel how wonderful it is to have a bestfriend.Thanks for loving me -Rosalina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are always be right here waiting; Me, Salwah, Maria and Nini. Cuz we love you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/IMG_4947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/IMG_4947.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-116076004015794508?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/116076004015794508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=116076004015794508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116076004015794508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116076004015794508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/10/circle-of-five.html' title='The circle of five.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-116064559393030217</id><published>2006-10-12T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T18:53:46.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;ouh, I nearly forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY 17th MONTH HUNNEY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RqCUMSsUkmI/AAAAAAAAAVM/otHPNGdfZd0/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089230517825737314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RqCUMSsUkmI/AAAAAAAAAVM/otHPNGdfZd0/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/cable%20007.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/19147243-116064559393030217?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/116064559393030217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=116064559393030217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116064559393030217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116064559393030217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/10/ouh-i-nearly-forgot.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RqCUMSsUkmI/AAAAAAAAAVM/otHPNGdfZd0/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-116064492726580858</id><published>2006-10-12T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:23.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; was shopping with the boyfriend and had Big O's over at Wheelock.&lt;br /&gt;The food wasn't that fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;And I missed ANTM but I only managed to catch the elimination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; was seoul garden and k-box session with the colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;After the boncet-ness, we headed over to Apollo Centre for 3 hours long of karaoke-ing.&lt;br /&gt;I had sore throat after that mind you and the rest of them lost their voice.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then we only had to pay 8 buxs for the cab home cuz we got UNCLE ROLAND!&lt;br /&gt;The song "Dancing Queen" was stuck in my mind ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; was horrid. I had work at 12 but since I got home around 2am the night before, I couldnt even wake up in time.&lt;br /&gt;The eyes were teary and the face was makeup-less.&lt;br /&gt;And to spice things up, I had flu plus a sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;So I sounded terrible while calling out beverages.Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; is today!&lt;br /&gt;I went shoe shopping with the mom.&lt;br /&gt;The BF got his bike today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; is tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Where the BF gonna fetch me with the bike ah.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Ouh,life is gonna be much much better i hope =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post the k-box session next time then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-116064492726580858?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/116064492726580858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=116064492726580858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116064492726580858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116064492726580858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/10/monday-was-shopping-with-boyfriend-and.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-116015891555231789</id><published>2006-10-07T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:23.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In dire need of more crap from noone but you.</title><content type='html'>O dear world,&lt;br /&gt;Im in dire need of more crap from noone but you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word crap to me is synonymous to everything lousy that surrounds noone else but me.&lt;br /&gt;Beneath this concrete exterior is someone with an intricacy alike to the drainage system of Rome.&lt;br /&gt;So spare me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe(still believing) that at the end of the day, I should always lie flat on my back and reflect.&lt;br /&gt;My reflections include talking to my dear self, it might be a sentence or two.But sometimes, I talked a whole lot of nothing.It helps that Brian Mcknight is playing at the background.Right now it's "Back at One". Thanks window media player, you read my fuckened twisted mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then an epiphany!&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up Faezah, tomorrow's a suckier day!&lt;br /&gt;Where I'll be waddling in a pool full of hypocritical bastards.Be it at work,school and everywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then its home, where I'll ignore everyone and straight to the humble domain,The Room.&lt;br /&gt;I have this mentality that if i close the door, the sorrows that accumulated while I was outside stay out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll sit at the greying desk and scowl at the pictures that I pinned up at my noticeboard eons ago.&lt;br /&gt;Happy faces.&lt;br /&gt;Happy friends.&lt;br /&gt;Where did these people go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay the boyfriend is what I've always needed to get through my shitty phase.&lt;br /&gt;But there's always the argument.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I've always needed,&lt;br /&gt;For fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a vicious cycle,my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Do not dwell in it or you'll get sucked in.&lt;br /&gt;What I meant is that do not dwell in sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Go for a drink or a smoke, you'll feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I' m gonna lie down now and reflect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O world, you are a real mean bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-116015891555231789?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/116015891555231789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=116015891555231789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116015891555231789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116015891555231789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/10/in-dire-need-of-more-crap-from-noone.html' title='In dire need of more crap from noone but you.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-116014503938489156</id><published>2006-10-06T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:23.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tuesdays with noone.</title><content type='html'>people are the most annoying creatures.&lt;br /&gt;i rather talk to animals.&lt;br /&gt;atleast,&lt;br /&gt;they are not bitchy.&lt;br /&gt;or hyprocritical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O hazy days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-116014503938489156?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/116014503938489156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=116014503938489156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116014503938489156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/116014503938489156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/10/tuesdays-with-noone.html' title='tuesdays with noone.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-115997915139149307</id><published>2006-10-05T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:23.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the kooks</title><content type='html'>Geylang hot as ever.&lt;br /&gt;Char kway sedap giler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another argument.Not the biggest one though.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god it did not carry on till buka or I'd lose the appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love those Calvin Klein thongs.&lt;br /&gt;hotness.&lt;br /&gt;and cheap.&lt;br /&gt;and sexay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoots, the blog's song has been updated.No more Lily Allen for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;It's The KOOKS for now.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to it, download it illegally afterwards.Tsk Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I watched Remp-it.&lt;br /&gt;Nonsensical at its best.&lt;br /&gt;Theres this one line, whereby the minah m'sia was asking the mat m'sia(her BF) wad does he wanna eat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minah m'sia: Awak nak makan aper?&lt;br /&gt;Mat m'sia: Saya nak makan buah ah.&lt;br /&gt;Minah m'sia: buah?!&lt;br /&gt;Mat m'sia: *stares at chest*&lt;br /&gt;Minah m'sia:EEEE GATAL *starts pinching*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lamefuck sia.kimeks, BUAH DADAH.fuuuucccck.&lt;br /&gt;can't he get a better one-liner?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another one was when the minah broke off with the mat and the mat was at his place.So the minah made the mat PISSED, the mat goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mat m'sia:SEBELUM KAKI AKU HINGGAP KAT MUKA KAU, BAIK KAU GERAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that part was damn hilarious larh.Who the fuck uses the word "hinggap"?&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia, malaysia.Some comedians you guys got there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-115997915139149307?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/115997915139149307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=115997915139149307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115997915139149307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115997915139149307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/10/kooks.html' title='the kooks'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-115986998677268081</id><published>2006-10-03T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:23.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YELAH AKU BUKA SORANG LAGI ARH NIE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home's a hotel.&lt;br /&gt;a budget one larh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-115986998677268081?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/115986998677268081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=115986998677268081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115986998677268081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115986998677268081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/10/yelah-aku-buka-sorang-lagi-arh-nie.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-115986871398916345</id><published>2006-10-03T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:23.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In retrospective mode.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/Ooh!(252).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beavis died this morning at approximately 920.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause of death is unknown.&lt;br /&gt;Probably cancer.Or old age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm glad, cause now Beavis and Butthead are now reunited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know Polina will miss Beavis as well since &lt;s&gt;she&lt;/s&gt; it didn't get banged the other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/Ooh!(119).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/Ooh%21%28119%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beavis during one of his many snack time.&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/Ooh!(252).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/Ooh%21%28252%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Polina and Beavis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok enough.Bye world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-115986871398916345?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/115986871398916345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=115986871398916345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115986871398916345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115986871398916345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/10/in-retrospective-mode.html' title='In retrospective mode.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-115961194932751866</id><published>2006-09-30T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:23.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wired LESS</title><content type='html'>My home is wireless!&lt;br /&gt;Horray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i can bring my laptop into the toilet for some soul searching cum soul cleansing.&lt;br /&gt;You know what I mean ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see,&lt;br /&gt;today I'm gonna have to buka alone while listening to the "lagu buka" on radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time arh buka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see,&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I sahur alone while eating "tak sedap" maggi and watching Dora the explorer on Nickelodeon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I watched Lakehouse and Basic Instinct and The covenant on DvDs.&lt;br /&gt;I love the lakehouse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry is nothingless.&lt;br /&gt;Just like my home being wireless.&lt;br /&gt;And having foodless.&lt;br /&gt;Watching my super sweet 16 and feeling birthdayless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIIIIGHHHSSSS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-115961194932751866?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/115961194932751866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=115961194932751866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115961194932751866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115961194932751866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/09/wired-less.html' title='wired LESS'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-115900658106877220</id><published>2006-09-23T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T18:46:45.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY, SALLY!</title><content type='html'>&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/sallybdae%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/sallybdae%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yst was Sally's 18th b'day and we got her a really cute b'dae cake!(okay, stop it with the excited tone)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With &lt;b&gt;relightable candles&lt;/b&gt;!Hahah &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/sallybdae%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/sallybdae%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The timing got abit off so by the time birthay girl arrived, the choco cake became choco fondue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a quick "Allah selamatkan kamu" song at Starbucks Liat. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/sallybdae%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/sallybdae%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying so hard to blow off the candles while we prayed at the side that Sally didn't forget to bring her inhaler. &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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/sallybdae%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/sallybdae%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chimp and Jim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alermak Chimp, yummy cake huh. &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;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/sallybdae%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/sallybdae%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coco bought her a gift and look what it says, &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;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/sallybdae%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/sallybdae%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love U Sally"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary school flame hard to die, I must 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="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Newton Circus up next for some seafood and Bugis to chill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Next &lt;strong&gt;Ministry of Sound &lt;/strong&gt;for some fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But first, well you know the drill. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/sallybdae%20019.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/sallybdae%20019.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our favourite toilet at work, Intercontinental toilet. &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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/sallybdae%20021.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright let's go. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sally and I left for &lt;strong&gt;MOS&lt;/strong&gt; first while the rest were at store waiting for Hawa to finish closing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Smoove sucks, playing 90's songs and gansta shits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mamaks&lt;/em&gt; just adore me that night, Stop it sak. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;It left like clubbing at &lt;strong&gt;KL&lt;/strong&gt; again cuz we were with the usual crowd( the 6 1/2 bitches) but this time with Chimp and Yan tagging along.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We were getting hit on by this particular guy, all 6 girls mind you( the 3 guys with us left for main arena). &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;But you gotta love the main arena and 54&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OMFG, I swear the house music is so much better than rnb,reggae &amp;amp; that shits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;54 was simply awesome la!With the retro dance floor and those swings &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mac's in the morning til the 1st train.Thank god I brought along slippers.&lt;/p&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/19147243-115900658106877220?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/115900658106877220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=115900658106877220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115900658106877220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115900658106877220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-18th-birthday-sally.html' title='HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY, SALLY!'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-115883050318008346</id><published>2006-09-21T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:22.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>venture into my premises!</title><content type='html'>Hello world,&lt;br /&gt;welcome to the walk-in wardrobe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/Oo(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/Oo%28004%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where you don't even have to walk in, cuz the clothes are outside!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if you look closely, its really organize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Work clothes will be the pile on the right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who needs doors anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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="left"&gt;Don't forget to check the lastest inventions over at Starbucks Bugis!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/Oo(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/Oo%28003%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where fans do not come with blades!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So it's sold at half price!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ouh so windy, can you feel it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/Oo(002).2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/Oo%28002%29.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The light switches, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where people say a lil' prayer before on-ing and off-ing them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The lastest invention, light switches OFF the walls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We call them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the independent switches&lt;/strong&gt; where they'll be suspended by poles.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;p&gt;Disclaimer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Starbucks Bugis is undergoing renovation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thus the wacky interior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;However, the wardrobe picture is not affected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/19147243-115883050318008346?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/115883050318008346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=115883050318008346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115883050318008346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115883050318008346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/09/venture-into-my-premises.html' title='venture into my premises!'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-115856975034574589</id><published>2006-09-18T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:22.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C'mon, say ouhgishkehairishy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/Oo(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/Oo%28001%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ouh, I love this badge so much I even propped it against the laptop to remind myself time and time again that I AM NOT THE BITCH.I AM THE BITCH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hohoho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then, define a bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;According to Cambrigde Dictionaries online, &lt;strong&gt;bitch&lt;/strong&gt;[noun] is defined as a &lt;u&gt;female dog&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let's try to put it in context here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Faezah is not the FEMALE DOG. She is the FEMALE DOG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ermmm, righttttt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;However, the word bitch is often used on women.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know of a very good example.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The boyfriend, when he gets really mad, he'll say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;FAEZAH, YOU'RE BEING A REAL BITCH. %^$&amp;^%&amp;amp;amp;amp;^%*&amp;*^&amp;amp; (insert other vulgarities).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But, if you're trying to throw a bitch-type of remark to guys, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you're only restricted to a "son of a bitch", which happened to have no impact or wadsoever on either party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cuz &lt;strong&gt;son of a bitch&lt;/strong&gt;[noun] means "an unpleasant man".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who uses "son of a bitch" on anyone anymore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Your grandpa probably passed that stage to a "Fuck yer muther, son". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So you're trying to fathom here what the fuck am I trying say here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;basically NOTHING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cuz it doesnt really matter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm bored. Cut me some slack, will ya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sheesh. You guys are so uptight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-115856975034574589?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/115856975034574589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=115856975034574589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115856975034574589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115856975034574589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/09/cmon-say-ouhgishkehairishy.html' title='C&apos;mon, say ouhgishkehairishy!'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-115824115416727514</id><published>2006-09-14T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:22.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the flame that is keeping us alive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In case you failed to notice,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In case yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ailed to see,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is my heart bleeding before you ,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is me down on my knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This foolish games are tearing me apart,&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughtless words are breaking my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, this song somehow kept playing in my mind and as well as on my playlist.&lt;br /&gt;You amazed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, I'm not gonna bore you guys to death with the lovey-dovey ramblings of that sort.&lt;br /&gt;I would love to tell myself the grass is always greener on the other side. But somehow, please, I beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;With the feeling of stiff air clouding around me, a good workout is essential.&lt;br /&gt;My workout consisted of household chores.&lt;br /&gt;Before any health enthusiast starts pelting eggs at me for associating chores with a workout session, I've read somewhere that vacuuming does burn fats that is equivalent to something something.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've just remembered.I read it on CLEO.&lt;br /&gt;Right back at ya!&lt;br /&gt;It sure cleared the mind and purify the soul.and the house too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here's my secret to good health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/anni%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/anni%20006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a daily dose of hugs,kisses and lotsa smiles from the boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/anni%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/anni%20003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you'll be a happy gubber!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck 'happy gubber' alright.&lt;br /&gt;Its sucha lame fuck sentence.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not happy and i'm not a dumb gubber.Whatever it means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-115824115416727514?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/115824115416727514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=115824115416727514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115824115416727514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115824115416727514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/09/flame-that-is-keeping-us-alive.html' title='the flame that is keeping us alive.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-115816867513534590</id><published>2006-09-13T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T18:48:19.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my updates.</title><content type='html'>The ecstasy of freedom ardour lasted for three whole days whereby I was with the loveliest people I've ever met.Namely "Nicky","Belle" and "Danielle".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was last week.&lt;br /&gt;So two whole nights of clubbing was arduous.&lt;br /&gt;So club-hopping was fun.&lt;br /&gt;So dancing and prancing around with heels were disgustingly painful.&lt;br /&gt;So camwhoring at every opportunity was a definite.&lt;br /&gt;So getting high with free flows and bitching with ultra &lt;em&gt;menyampah&lt;/em&gt; slang was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;So having tequila shot that nearly kill me wasn't that cool.&lt;br /&gt;So great company is a must have, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/97bfscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/97bfscd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Slumber party =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/fdc1scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/fdc1scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Girls just wanna have fun. &lt;em&gt;I also say!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/aad2scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/aad2scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Good to go, gurlfriends.Hello World!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/d220scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/d220scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cube&lt;/strong&gt; wasn't that bad if u closed your eyes and pretend the Mats &amp;amp; Minah weren't there. Ouh yarh, &lt;em&gt;"Baik Dok". &lt;/em&gt;Nurul was the best at getting cherries.LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ladies Night awesome &lt;em&gt;lah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/e967scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/e967scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/7353scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/7353scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They also have good ventilation outside aka the balcony for people like me who can't hold their liqour and need a breather.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/f4d7scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/f4d7scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MoMo&lt;/strong&gt; was a scary decision at 1st,considering the fact that the &lt;u&gt;brother&lt;/u&gt; works there.But ouh the adrenaline rush! It was packed with FAT not PHAT hippos(hip hoppers) wannabe as it was playing all those hiphop tunes. With their "bling bling, money ain't a thang" attitude, it just pisses us off to somewhere humane. Later in the night, they played house and thank god those ghetto supa-shits dont get them and left.&lt;strong&gt;BENNY BENASSI&lt;/strong&gt; is the sex! Everyone was hyped up when they played Satisfaction, even Nurul (who was doing her "tepuk-tepuk tangan" dance).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/2fa1scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/2fa1scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/19c5scd.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/19c5scd.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/f579scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/f579scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The time when we were a wee bit intoxicated, thus the bitchy, thrash talking and the slang.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/bbe1scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/bbe1scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/415dscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/8630scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/8630scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Attica&lt;/strong&gt; made us look and feel rich. Look at their fucken seats!OMFG larh. Music wasn't bad either.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/a7cdscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/a7cdscd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/4c68scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/4c68scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/d858scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/d858scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/2c1bscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/2c1bscd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/9c5bscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOS&lt;/strong&gt; was packed as per normal.Met up with Ili, the girl was already senget from all those free flows from Devil's huh.Heh. But you gotta love the toilet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Special tribute to that Mat sallah dude who thought Nurul fucking brought along a measuring tape everywhere she goes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mat salleh(to Nurul): How many meters is it to 7-11?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nurul(stumped): Erm, 100 m?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nurul, kau best arh.Maths kau baik.LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then it was back to Cube and MoMo again. And I thought P.E was tough.Walking to and fro was beyond strenuous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/b88dscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/b88dscd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Desperate time calls for desperate measures. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maggi pon maggi la.&lt;/em&gt; That was after clubbing and when we realised we hadn't eat since those pattayas and nasi ayams.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2nd night was &lt;strong&gt;Dbl O&lt;/strong&gt; where all those &lt;em&gt;jantan cabaret&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;konek gatals&lt;/em&gt; mingle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/c69escd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/c69escd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/d46fscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/d46fscd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/8f74scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/8f74scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cost us fucking 4 bucks!Wohooo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/128ascd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/128ascd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The guys were beyond gatal as though they've been raped by their dads when they were young.Every fucking sound they played were mixed into reggaeton.Hah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Suka arh Naq.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Let's hit Cube before anything happened.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/e63bscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/e63bscd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/6378scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/320/6378scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That was another fight at Cube(Again?!). The crowd wasn't as bad as Dbl O's but they can't seem to get a grip of themselves here. Not forgetting, the shots that nearly kill Naq and I.Ouh, tequila! Thanks to that, we weren't able to enjoy ourselves to the&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; barrel of vodka cranberry( is it cranberry?) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cuz we were too busy stoning and controlling our vomits in the mouth whilst the Wany and Nurul were having brain freeze drinking it fast to finish it up before closing time.hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I love those 3 memorable days and you guys!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;P.S.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Do you call yourselves hypocritical if you're bitching about someone who is almost close to you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No.Cause shit was thrown at you first.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Good night world,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;life is a hypocritical bastard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-115816867513534590?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/115816867513534590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=115816867513534590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115816867513534590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115816867513534590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-updates.html' title='my updates.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-115712763260142138</id><published>2006-09-02T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T18:51:42.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the littlest thing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I find myself sittin' back and reminiscing&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I have to watch other people kissin'&lt;br /&gt;And I remember when you started callin' me your miss's&lt;br /&gt;All the play fightin', all the flirtatious disses&lt;br /&gt;I'd tell you sad stories about my childhood&lt;br /&gt;I dont why I trusted you but I knew that I could&lt;br /&gt;We'd spend the whole weekend lying in our own dirt&lt;br /&gt;I was just so happy in your boxers and your t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams, Dreams&lt;br /&gt;Of when we had just started things&lt;br /&gt;Dreams of you and me&lt;br /&gt;It seems, It seems&lt;br /&gt;That I can't shake those memories&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you have the same dreams too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The littlest things that take me there&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds lame but its so true&lt;br /&gt;I know its not right, but it seems unfair&lt;br /&gt;That the things are reminding me of you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish we could just pretend&lt;br /&gt;Even if for only one weekend&lt;br /&gt;So come on, Tell me&lt;br /&gt;Is this the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinkin' tea in bed&lt;br /&gt;Watching DVD's&lt;br /&gt;When I discovered all your dirty grotty magazines&lt;br /&gt;You take me out shopping and all we'd buy is trainers&lt;br /&gt;As if we ever needed anything to entertain us&lt;br /&gt;the first time that you introduced me to your friends&lt;br /&gt;and you could tell I was nervous, so you held my hand&lt;br /&gt;when I was feeling down, you made that face you do&lt;br /&gt;no one in the world that could replace you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RqCTmisUklI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1IG5WW-REjo/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089229869285675602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RqCTmisUklI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1IG5WW-REjo/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3465/239/1600/cable%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Lily Allen- Littlest Things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh my, it sures remind me of my whimsical romance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-115712763260142138?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/115712763260142138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=115712763260142138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115712763260142138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115712763260142138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/09/littlest-thing.html' title='the littlest thing.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/RqCTmisUklI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1IG5WW-REjo/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-115702583477322494</id><published>2006-08-31T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:22.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>did i asked for rain?</title><content type='html'>It has been raining this few days huh.I had a helluva difficult time trying to keep my eyes open to revise for visual merchandising paper.&lt;br /&gt;I thanked god its off my shoulders now!&lt;br /&gt;1 month plus of bliss.I loike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next week,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;juk ah juk ah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mosque?mos?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh shit.May I rot in hell for making fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;I was referring to MOS and Zouk.&lt;br /&gt;Wohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note,&lt;br /&gt;My hotstuff and I headed to Sentosa, yes I know,not in this unforgiving weather.&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;We rode in the cable car.&lt;br /&gt;ok, yay.&lt;br /&gt;It'd be a whole lot awesome-r if it didnt rain.&lt;br /&gt;Dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I discovered Japanese tourists are equivalent to excited monkeys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jap tourist 1: (&lt;em&gt;reading map&lt;/em&gt;) orrrrh, UN-DA-WAH-TA ?&lt;br /&gt;Jap tourist 2: (points towards Siloso Beach)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both jumped up and down, squeeling in excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They looked like they are fresh out from some Manga magazine, I swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-115702583477322494?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/115702583477322494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=115702583477322494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115702583477322494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115702583477322494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/08/did-i-asked-for-rain.html' title='did i asked for rain?'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19147243.post-115692542781305926</id><published>2006-08-30T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:02:22.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revision time cut short.</title><content type='html'>hows the skin?&lt;br /&gt;i actually stop reivising for this.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;rvm tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;after which, i'll be one heck of a free girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so start making your appointment with me now.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's the last paper. not to worry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-115692542781305926?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/115692542781305926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=115692542781305926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115692542781305926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115692542781305926'/><link rel='alternate' 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Tekka Mall there.&lt;br /&gt;Ili: seriously?&lt;br /&gt;Elson:&lt;em&gt;(began his usual nonsensical rants)&lt;/em&gt; Ya, i stay Serangoon lah, Farrer Park. Near Tekka Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point of time, Naq start with her "FUCK LAH DEI".&lt;br /&gt;Shouting out loud.&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to join in the fun with my "INDIA MARI, INDIA MARI".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was until we saw a figure, somehow a tad tan, standing infront of us.&lt;br /&gt;Probably shutting his ears while we spoke his accent with gusto.&lt;br /&gt;*SLAPS FOREHEAD SUPER HARD*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok guys, lets wait for the next bus ah.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19147243-115677385462414947?l=fatsmoochies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/feeds/115677385462414947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19147243&amp;postID=115677385462414947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115677385462414947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19147243/posts/default/115677385462414947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatsmoochies.blogspot.com/2006/08/our-racial-multi-ism.html' title='our racial multi-ism'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
