<?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-590908922525695088</id><updated>2011-12-25T19:33:55.633+08:00</updated><category term='ehem ehem'/><category term='theres moree'/><category term='dance with me cha cha'/><category term='`'/><category term='dear god'/><category term='ayybaybayy'/><category term='I love hidayahh .'/><category term='I tagged Adillah'/><category term='doctors ?'/><category term='Escapaeee ~'/><category term='help me someone'/><category term='twilight . nyahahahahahaaaaa'/><category term='I'/><category term='D'/><category term='I LOVE ADILLAH'/><category term='help me'/><category term='s'/><title type='text'>You make me happy.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>643</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-1376564654339645425</id><published>2010-09-14T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T21:30:32.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TI91nvk4mzI/AAAAAAAAAvY/EJ6jSn1zPOA/s1600/34627_1371427084315_1190900847_30869201_2627487_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TI91nvk4mzI/AAAAAAAAAvY/EJ6jSn1zPOA/s320/34627_1371427084315_1190900847_30869201_2627487_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516757394198666034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TI91nWVcEMI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/wKGhInd_gR8/s1600/18778_1221401373766_1190900847_30540806_6699472_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TI91nWVcEMI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/wKGhInd_gR8/s320/18778_1221401373766_1190900847_30540806_6699472_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516757387422994626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;MASKS &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this thing with them. Ever since my mum bought them for me, I've gone nuts over them. So, if you're buying me a birthday gift, a masks will make me happy :)) But, I'm not asking for that okay. Everything's feeling all normal again. Life's boring. Once the rollercoaster in Universal Studios opens up again, I'm gonna ride it and feel what people mean by " Life is a rollercoaster. " And, I ain't gonna regret. Exams are coming. Dislike dislike dislike. Study hard. Yipee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the most &lt;b&gt;spookiest, scariest, undescribebable feeling&lt;/b&gt; ever. My sister said that she tried to wake me up for 5 minutes. " Your legs were practically flying and your eyes were moving all over. " Closed, of course. I so don't want that to happen. That would be too scary. I just can't, uh. Make better dreams puhls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you but at the same time, it's so hard to let you go. Out of my life, once and for all. I miss those times when you would send me home even when I wouldn't ask. You'd just come up to me when I'm walking back, then you'll accompany me till I reach the staircase. I miss those times. Well, now we're in diff schools, so it doesn't matter much anymore. So, you like this girl. I sound so, urgh. She's a freakin mfckinbitch pls. I'm sorry to say. But for a guy like you, I think you deserve better. Even though you're not really a good guy, you're a nice and caring person who wants to change. That's what I heard from you. She won't care about you. She makes fun of you. You wouldn't know cause you're just too crazy over her. Sometimes, I feel like kicking your balls a million times to make you realise that she's not worth it. I'll make her stand right next to me while doing that, and I bet you a million dollars that she'd stand there laughing, not asking me to stop. She likes your friend. Your friend, not you. It's not right for me to say this. Well, sorry. I have feeling too. Even though you won't be reading any of this shit. Emotions, feelings, all out here. I feel soooooo. I guess I just miss you too much. I wanna see youuu. I don't care what other bitches think of you. That doesn't matter. I want our relationship to be back as usual. Friends, WHEN WE WERE AT LEAST FRIENDS, REMEMVBER? DO YOU REMEMBER?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, bloody mofos. People have feelings. And some people, like me, likes to express all of them here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-1376564654339645425?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/1376564654339645425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=1376564654339645425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1376564654339645425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1376564654339645425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/09/masks-i-have-this-thing-with-them.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TI91nvk4mzI/AAAAAAAAAvY/EJ6jSn1zPOA/s72-c/34627_1371427084315_1190900847_30869201_2627487_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-7333932400028871029</id><published>2010-09-13T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T17:08:11.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think that I'll start blogging again. Even though I have a very boring life. Plus, I don't think that anyone will even be reading this blog, so, I'm not bothered. Exams are coming and I don't like it. I need to get started on my homework. Art, yipee. So much fun. Urgh, Mrs Ara&lt;b&gt;fat&lt;/b&gt; is too sarcastic. She shouldn't be. Well, she is a teacher after all. Okai. Um. &lt;br /&gt;OMG, Eunnn&lt;33 You're so cute. I like your triangle shirt. &lt;br /&gt;KBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-7333932400028871029?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/7333932400028871029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=7333932400028871029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7333932400028871029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7333932400028871029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-think-that-ill-start-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-1770452665370994741</id><published>2010-08-17T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T18:42:49.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm guessing that I've not posted for a few weeks now. Haha. Very lazy and no ones reading it so.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna update anymore. But, im not gonna delete. &lt;br /&gt;Kbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-1770452665370994741?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/1770452665370994741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=1770452665370994741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1770452665370994741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1770452665370994741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-guessing-that-ive-not-posted-for-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-5645376032531220052</id><published>2010-08-06T14:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T14:33:03.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. National Day Celeb was kinda fun. Even though we had to sit on the floor for an hour and a half. I didn't like tha part. And, the part where the principal has to read the message. It's like, two pages long. I could die. Sing a long was awesome.  like.bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-5645376032531220052?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/5645376032531220052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=5645376032531220052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5645376032531220052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5645376032531220052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/08/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-1014866458541117585</id><published>2010-07-30T19:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T19:28:12.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my internet is being a super bitchy bitch for acting so slow. and today's friday &gt;: sad life i got here yeah. im kinda tired. i played tennis in the rain with my seniors today. i like the fact that it rained and that we didn't have to run. i disliked the fact me knowing that when I don't run, I don't gain much energy. Yeah, I know it makes us lose energy. but it doesn't get me warmed up and therefore, I didn't have much energy when I was playing inside. I had more energy when I was playing with seniors, which i though that i didn't really play a good game. fforget it horh. ok, so. shitloads of hw. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-1014866458541117585?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/1014866458541117585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=1014866458541117585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1014866458541117585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1014866458541117585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-internet-is-being-super-bitchy-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-6840329123262722645</id><published>2010-07-29T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T20:23:22.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like chopping my little brother's legs off cause they're kicking me right now. You can't imagine how irrirated how i feel now. Ok, so. Today was normal. Went to school at 30. Then yeah. The bus came like, just on time. And some people right, so smart, went to run for the wrong bus. I have no idea who they were but I think that they're the smartest people I've known. Even when I've shouted that's not 55. Yeah. Then had Tuvalu Damce (Y) Fav. I liked English today. Like for the first time. Okay, so yeah. I met Raudhah, Hidayah, Natashah and Adlin just now. Saw Adilas, Shaik, Roy, Izzuddddddiiiin (Y) Mushafiq, Qlicd, and some other skaters which names I forgot. :) Okay. So yeah. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-6840329123262722645?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/6840329123262722645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=6840329123262722645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/6840329123262722645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/6840329123262722645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-feel-like-chopping-my-little-brothers.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-6991071872788091462</id><published>2010-07-27T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T16:15:27.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. I feel like I'm talking to myself here. I don't even think there's anyone reading this blog. The urge to just click the delete button, but, there's too much memory in here. TOO MUCH. And so, I won't delete it. &lt;: Okso, FatimahMujibahNoorMohd didn't come today. I texted her after school but still no reply, so, she's sleeping her ass off right now. In the morning, in the bridge, running for the stupid bus then it went off. Fuck you bus driver. _|_ Yes, but we still managed to go to school early cuz of someone horh. Yeah, so. For art, I was freakin' tremblin. I was so scared about what Mr Suhaimi was going to say abuot m Sketch Book which has less than 10 pages more. I kinda used all of it up. So, I wanna re do it. Wow. I still have like Malay hw to do. But yeah. I'm like, so, the, yeah. &lt;: HAHA, okay. Soup (Y) Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-6991071872788091462?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/6991071872788091462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=6991071872788091462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/6991071872788091462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/6991071872788091462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/07/hi_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-7490273203293996206</id><published>2010-07-24T08:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T08:02:33.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. I want Ikea to be my house. I'll be like sleeping ina different bed everyday. Damn nice. (Y) Haha. Yeah, so went there yst. Looked for things. I bought a new stuffed cat. In black. With yellow eyes. Scary. Then went out to buy food cause I was starving. I've not eaten since after Tennis. And that is, me getting home, needed to shower, got ready, waited for dad, finally. took mum, went to ikea, then to, ecp. yeay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-7490273203293996206?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/7490273203293996206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=7490273203293996206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7490273203293996206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7490273203293996206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/07/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-4010311274261699858</id><published>2010-07-22T18:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T18:18:54.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was in a super good mood today, even though me bestfriend wasn't there. Leave me alone some more, eh. Yes, ok, so. I was singing Hey Soul Siter throughout the whole day. It felt good. And, yeah. So, I had a lot of laughing moments today. And thanks to Aleesha for getting me caught up with Ms Mano's work as well. What the fuck. Yeah, ok. So, had Tennis photo taking today. It took just like about less than ten mintues and we had to like wait until 2:50 pm. Kckc. Went back home with Hannah and Pamm. asdfghjkl. I've not changed yet, kbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-4010311274261699858?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/4010311274261699858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=4010311274261699858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/4010311274261699858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/4010311274261699858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-was-in-super-good-mood-today-even.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-5849392288919108364</id><published>2010-07-21T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T20:43:14.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, birthday bash was super fun. Haha. Okay, had class photo taking today. Loved it, was super fun. Haha, I've finally realized how much I love my classmates. Loveya'll ttm. K. So, had tennis. I think coach is like super fed up with me for not being able to understand how to do the thingy. :) Yeah. Then waited fot Fatttt then went home, Yeah. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-5849392288919108364?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/5849392288919108364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=5849392288919108364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5849392288919108364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5849392288919108364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-birthday-bash-was-super-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-6653187533166499755</id><published>2010-07-19T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T20:38:17.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello me loves. &lt;: Yeah, so. Night post right now. Today went well. And it's Monday! Wow, great. Hope that tomorrow will be awesome. Yeah, so. I'll be baking cookies tomorrow, &lt;: Racial Harmony went so well. Wasn't really cramped. I liked it. Haha, and, I was touched.  I bought myself another pair of shades. I have to stop spending. I swear. Ok, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-6653187533166499755?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/6653187533166499755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=6653187533166499755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/6653187533166499755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/6653187533166499755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-me-loves_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-3380756639034527963</id><published>2010-07-18T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T21:39:51.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey :&gt; Night post for today, nothing happened. Went to Aunts alone. I experienced another bit of happiness. Yeay! Ok, so. Yeah. I had pizzzza. BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-3380756639034527963?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/3380756639034527963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=3380756639034527963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/3380756639034527963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/3380756639034527963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/07/hey-night-post-for-today-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-8897308063353449632</id><published>2010-07-18T12:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T12:25:55.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What do you say to taking chances? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello &lt;: Sunday already. Monday tomorrow. Great. I've not touched any of my homework. And, I still got to paint some shit. How awesome is my life. Okay, so. DRUMLINE, is an awesome movie. :) I want to watch Despicable Me, or however you spell it. ITS A FLUFFYYYYYYYY! &lt;3 that part, man. Dang, classmate just got into the mood of asking me what hw we have. Spoiler, ok ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-8897308063353449632?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/8897308063353449632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=8897308063353449632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/8897308063353449632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/8897308063353449632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-do-you-say-to-taking-chances-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-916485088465562559</id><published>2010-07-17T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T22:35:46.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heylo. Ok, so, today was fun. Finally went shopping but I didn't buy clothes. Only 1, the one which I have been looking for a grey tights. Yeah. I bough a wallet, a ring and shoes.  I love my mum ttfm. Toa Payoh &gt; Suntec &gt; Shaw House &gt; Wheelock &gt; Wisma &gt; ION. We walked all the way, from one to another. Well, that was great excerse dont you think? &gt;.&lt; Yeah, so that's it. Im sleepy. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-916485088465562559?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/916485088465562559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=916485088465562559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/916485088465562559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/916485088465562559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/07/heylo.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-8091803229248149768</id><published>2010-07-17T09:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T09:55:55.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Great, there's some business going on inside my nails and I can see some blood coming out. How great. That affected my tennis yesterday. Woah, coach uh. Damn nice. We had to run with our rackets, he checked our shoes, I HAD TO DO 20 PUMPINGS. Uh huh. Great or what, then, I tied my shoe so tightly, when I got home and took them off, I saw marks on my feet. Great, huh. I really don't like you. Haiyak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-8091803229248149768?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/8091803229248149768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=8091803229248149768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/8091803229248149768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/8091803229248149768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/07/great-theres-some-business-going-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-4170111455590846923</id><published>2010-07-15T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T19:46:30.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello me loves. I'm getting tired of changing skins, so this is it. The final one. I don't think I'll be changing it anymore. Who even reads this darn blog. I bet I'm telling storied to myself. And, I'm not gonna update much, cause well, school and other stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today kinda sucked. Well, it went fine. I didn't have the mood and I was sleepy, throughout. Explains me being sleepy right now. So, yeah. Morning exercise was so funny. We had to dance, actualy dance. So cute. Especially the teachers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's tennis tomorrow. And Dad's not going to Batam. Dang, blew my chances. Suffer under the sun. I hope that it rains. At least we have shelter, but it still kinda sucks. I miss netball terribly ;c &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still had a shit load of hw to be finished so I'm gonna start with it now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-4170111455590846923?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/4170111455590846923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=4170111455590846923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/4170111455590846923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/4170111455590846923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-me-loves.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-8373950003965545925</id><published>2010-07-13T19:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T19:07:46.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TDxIFm_akdI/AAAAAAAAAu8/UwYTi75Jc1o/s1600/DSC_0688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TDxIFm_akdI/AAAAAAAAAu8/UwYTi75Jc1o/s320/DSC_0688.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493344906688238034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TDxIFYSed-I/AAAAAAAAAu0/TITODZb1Qmk/s1600/DSC_0687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TDxIFYSed-I/AAAAAAAAAu0/TITODZb1Qmk/s320/DSC_0687.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493344902741653474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi :) I'm feeling great right now. After listening to a song, which I'm still listening too, it makes me feel, :) Yeah, so. Today was awesome. Not really, but, yeah. It was nice. I liked today, even though I had to bring a gazillion things to school. I won't talk about it. I'm just happy. :) But, well, there's tennis tomorrow. Diediedie. I'm so tired, so yeah. Hmm. Ok, that's my bestfriend up there :) Love her. Thanks Natashah :D Loveyoumany! Ok, ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-8373950003965545925?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/8373950003965545925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=8373950003965545925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/8373950003965545925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/8373950003965545925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/07/hi-im-feeling-great-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TDxIFm_akdI/AAAAAAAAAu8/UwYTi75Jc1o/s72-c/DSC_0688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-6736998479591777669</id><published>2010-07-12T16:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T17:02:55.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi :D Gonna make this a quick one, cause me sister wants to use the laptop. So, went to school around 6:20 like that. Then ate. Had lessons. Break was so funny, I swear. Then had more lessons. The best has got to be Drama. It's the only lessons where we can express ourselves. Uhmh. Great yeah. So, yeah. We learned that YEAH OH YEAH OH YEAH HEY, dance during assembly. It was damn funny. Everyone was crouding around me. Migrane you. Eisyah, Rachel, Francyn, Fatimah, Nadia, Sabrina, Yan Bing, Aleesha, Nicolette. Everyone. Stress yknow. Yeah. Then, had the english reading thingy. had that, then went back home. Yeahhh, so thats it. I need a printer, really. Ok, bye. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-6736998479591777669?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/6736998479591777669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=6736998479591777669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/6736998479591777669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/6736998479591777669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/07/hi-d-gonna-make-this-quick-one-cause-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-3323077459771703145</id><published>2010-07-11T15:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T15:39:52.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having a major headache right now. I need sleep. I'll go to bed after this post. Turn on the aircon, then, sleep. That sounds nice. Yes, ok. Yesterday was awesome. Went to Mum's friends house at Leisure Farm. No, it's not cow's farm, it's a resort. Yeah. You can like buy land then design your own house. How awesome is that? Super. Yeah. So, my mum's friends was like a palace or something. It was so big. And, the air's fresh. Really fresh. You couldn't imagine. We had dinner under the stars. 42 stars, and more. :) It was ah. Just, ah. :) I've done my hw and everything. I'm not looking forward for school tomorrow until the end of the week. That's what I'm looking forward too. Okie, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-3323077459771703145?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/3323077459771703145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=3323077459771703145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/3323077459771703145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/3323077459771703145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/07/having-major-headache-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-3766702727191384497</id><published>2010-07-10T09:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T09:20:19.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good Morning :) I changed my blogskin to an old one, yeah. Was getting sick of the one before. So, yeah. I still need to do some edits for this one, but, I'll do it later, kinda tired right now. Hmm. So, I was supopse to be jogging with Hidayah right now, but she didn't wake up. So, I couldn't go back to sleep. Don't ask why, I'm like tt. So, yeh. Facebook. I wanna get Lip Smackers today, but it depends if I'm going out c; Haha! Ok, super hungry right now. And, last night, my mum came home like about 3. HAHA PARTY AT THE OFFICE. Okie, super sleepy now. &lt;br /&gt; I pinky promise with Syaza c; I won't break it, swear! &lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-3766702727191384497?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/3766702727191384497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=3766702727191384497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/3766702727191384497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/3766702727191384497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-morning-i-changed-my-blogskin-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-5593446762498814446</id><published>2010-07-09T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T19:25:00.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuck hi. I am tired ttm. I don't even like, have energy to type. I almost fainted during Tennis. &lt;b&gt;THANK YOU HUMAN BEINGS OF THE WORLD FOR CAUSING GLOBAL WARMING. YOU GUYS DAMN ROCK EH. &lt;/b&gt; And right now, I'm totally turning bangla. Soon, I'll be identical to the man bangla that send newpapers to the friendly neighbours in my block. I hate that bangla. Stares at me like fuck with those big white eyes. And his skin is so black, who wouldn't be freaked out. Plus, he's a mafvckin stalker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today wasn't good. Well, everything went fine. It's just me who wasn't ok. I felt so, tired. 101 had History, which was as per normal, always made me sleepy. Then, it was Science. Fuck Science and the fucking teacher. So, we did this experiment. We were given this worksheet, when we were done, we had to show it to her. She said if there's something wrong, we have to stayback and make it right, but she won't tell us what the fuckin mistake is. So, I was one of them, when I though I wouldn't. I did my work quite good, ok. After like, checking through, and adding just one word, she told me to go back again. _|_ Wtf is wrong with her brain. I couldn't find the mistake so she told me to go to her, then she was like, " See here .. ehhehh, nothing's wrong, you can go now. " I WAS LIKE FUCKING MAD AT HER FOR NOT LETTING ME GO. WHAT THE FUCK IS HER PROBLEM, SERIOUSLY. At that moment, I was thinking about raising up my foot, and stuffing it into her fuckin mouth. I was late for break, all the lines was super long. I got to eat drink and eat snacks. Then it was Mano Latchumana. Another one that I hate ttm. Yeh, so. As usual, she'll be shouting at us for no fucking reason. We think that she broke up with her bf or something, then, letting our her anger on us. _|_ _|_ for you. Then Lit, didn't really do anything. I was already so sleep. Then we had Malay drama. My instructor was super gay. GAY I TELL YOU. Then we had this teachers come into our class then talk with certain groups. Yeh, I was still feeling super sleep. Then I went to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis was fun, but I didn't like the weather. YB said that I'll be getting a heat stroke. HAHA. Nice. (Y) Ah, won't elaborate. Tired. I just finished showering before starting to blog, so, I'm like, yeah. Fresh, but sleepy. I'll net a bit, then sleep! Ok, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-5593446762498814446?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/5593446762498814446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=5593446762498814446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5593446762498814446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5593446762498814446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/07/fuck-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-1141062847445488491</id><published>2010-07-06T17:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T17:58:09.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haroharo good citizens of Mother Earth, :) Ok, today wasn't a good day at all. I went to school kinda late, and, I went to school looking like I'm going to work. My mum bought me this black file, which was suppose to be transparent and white for art, she bought black. What else to do, nothing. So, I had to bring it to school. Ah, damn. I have home ec and everything. SIAN. I bough teens and Eclipse's posted is inside &lt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-1141062847445488491?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/1141062847445488491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=1141062847445488491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1141062847445488491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1141062847445488491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/07/haroharo-good-citizens-of-mother-earth.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-2046450230521610626</id><published>2010-07-05T08:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T08:25:26.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TDElYUNp-1I/AAAAAAAAAus/Qg0HFrRJo00/s1600/tumblr_l5263n0ENQ1qzjk87o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TDElYUNp-1I/AAAAAAAAAus/Qg0HFrRJo00/s320/tumblr_l5263n0ENQ1qzjk87o1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490210520414419794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haro! Maroon 5 has got me obssesed with their song Misery. Yeah, so I've decided to blog before I start tumblin. Once I start, I can't stop. Yep, so. Happy Youth Day! Haha. Had a wedding to attend yesterday at Bedok. There were two weddings at the same place, so, we didn't know which one were we suppose to go to. Luckily, we spotted someone whom we know. Hoho. Yep, so. All I did was eat, did my aunts hair, went into the car and played phone. Yep, then everyone finished what they wanted to do, so, we went back. Sent my grandma and maid back first. Then the other grandma. Then, went to River Valley cause Dad wanted to do somethings with his Golf stick. Then, we went to Siglap to look at the, houses there. I think we're gonna move or something. Dang. Went home and ate Crg chicken rice. ASDFGHJKL. Ok, bye.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Lautner (Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-2046450230521610626?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/2046450230521610626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=2046450230521610626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/2046450230521610626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/2046450230521610626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/07/haro-maroon-5-has-got-me-obssesed-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TDElYUNp-1I/AAAAAAAAAus/Qg0HFrRJo00/s72-c/tumblr_l5263n0ENQ1qzjk87o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-959871365186848424</id><published>2010-07-04T08:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T08:43:05.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hulla :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eclipse was awesome, damn right awesome. Maybe gonna watch it again with Nadia, horh. Yep, so. It was super nice, i tell ya. &lt;br /&gt;My mum's on Team Edward, haha! :) &lt;br /&gt;I have bought my skewl shoes. Yeay. I am still in deep need of mtfckin vans yaw. &lt;br /&gt;Omg, ok. So, there'll be this wedding that I'll be going to later on. I hate going to weddings. All we do is eat, parents talk, then we go home. Whats the point of going?! Haha. Okok. I've not been posting much here cause I've been on tumblr. All the time. Okie, so, yeah. Formspring me people. my formspring is super dead. No ones online. Im waiting for PANCAKES! Ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-959871365186848424?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/959871365186848424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=959871365186848424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/959871365186848424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/959871365186848424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/07/hulla-eclipse-was-awesome-damn-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-5907723779311900671</id><published>2010-07-02T16:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T16:26:35.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omagoosh. Hii c; It's been long. Yeah. I'm kinda suppose to be at Tennis prac now, but I didn't go. I didn't pon, eh! I got my reasons. :D Soo, I'm going out. For movie! Yipee :) Haha, I got Art hw. Colour, yeay. I'll feel like a little kiddy again. It's still raining, so, yeah. I had to run my way back home cause there wasn't much shelter. I was totally wet, dang. Okok, I need to go. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-5907723779311900671?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/5907723779311900671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=5907723779311900671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5907723779311900671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5907723779311900671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/07/omagoosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-7092531524665393252</id><published>2010-06-30T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T22:04:08.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hihi! I've not blogged for a few days now. Well, blame homework! And it's just the first week of school. Yeah, how awesome. I don't understand teachers, really. I don't wanna spoil my mood, so today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE today was, ok. I had Tennis today. It was so tiring, I swear. I coudn't run with energy for 5 rounds anymore. And I've forgotten a few of the holding of the racket, thingy. Yeah, whatever. Finally home. Then with hw. ;c Then hihi. 10. I need my sleep. Weird but my sleep seems to be very fast. It's like, i'm just taking a nap. Ok this is crap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm watching Eclipse this Friday. (L)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if we're watching it at ViVo, I'll so bring my mum to Vans ;) &lt;br /&gt;Shut, im desperate. &lt;br /&gt;Kbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-7092531524665393252?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/7092531524665393252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=7092531524665393252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7092531524665393252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7092531524665393252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/06/hihi-ive-not-blogged-for-few-days-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-6854420613849613478</id><published>2010-06-27T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T10:23:10.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, again. Blogskin changed. Thanks, Joen. :D Haha. I've been looking for the right background but, ): I'll continue later, cause I'm super hungry right now. Time to have breakfast. :D Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-6854420613849613478?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/6854420613849613478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=6854420613849613478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/6854420613849613478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/6854420613849613478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/06/hi-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-4384696668316340303</id><published>2010-06-27T09:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T09:29:47.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TCaoDELWwhI/AAAAAAAAAuk/qHWw6XMondI/s1600/tumblr_l4najfsczy1qziyd9o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TCaoDELWwhI/AAAAAAAAAuk/qHWw6XMondI/s320/tumblr_l4najfsczy1qziyd9o1_500.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487257966611972626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello :) I didn't do anything yesterday. Went for breakfast in the morning at Kallang Macs. Sent mum to Raffles for her manicure. Went back home. I tried to go back to sleep, but I couldn't. So, what I did was, I wen to watch &lt;b&gt;Criminal Minds!&lt;/b&gt; Again, yes. Natalya has been very irritating. Super. Jumping on the bed and all. Later in the afternoon, Aunt came. So we watched Tv and all. Then Mum came back home with Dad. They bough Marks &amp; Spencers. (Y) I ate my favs while watching Incredible Tales, which turned out to be very boring and not at all scary. Seriously. After that, I chased my little brother around the house. Caught him, gave him to Dad. They went to sleep. As for me, I went into my room, took Iphone. Then, Facebook'd for a while. Then I went to sleep. I woke up around 5, then I saw that the TV in my room was still switched on. It was Ellen. :) And guess who was on it. &lt;b&gt;Usher and J. Bieber.&lt;/b&gt; Haha! I went back to sleep after that. I don't remember switching the tv off. :) So, I woke up. The cause of my cramps. There's school tmr. So, today's the last day to be enjoying. :D Yeah. Maybe we'll be going out to watch a movie. Yeay :) Okie, bye. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-4384696668316340303?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/4384696668316340303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=4384696668316340303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/4384696668316340303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/4384696668316340303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-i-didnt-do-anything-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TCaoDELWwhI/AAAAAAAAAuk/qHWw6XMondI/s72-c/tumblr_l4najfsczy1qziyd9o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-6310980006667063250</id><published>2010-06-25T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T22:04:26.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Criminal Minds (Y)&lt;/B&gt; I've been watching it since 1pm with family. It's hella nice. We stopped watching like about two hours ago, which is like about 8pm. We bough the DVD's so, there's a lot to watch. There's a few episodes I didn't get to watch, so, I'm going to start all over again. I couldn't sleep last night so I watched tv. The Mentalist was on, and, it's a good one too, so, I'm gonna catch it online. :) Wuhu. CSI kinda shows are super awesome :) Yes, super. I've done a bit of my homework before watching the marathon. I wanna do a last minute shopping. Like real shopping. I need my Vans. Umhmm. Eclipse (L)&lt;br /&gt;Ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-6310980006667063250?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/6310980006667063250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=6310980006667063250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/6310980006667063250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/6310980006667063250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/06/criminal-minds-y-ive-been-watching-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-5479042137673055249</id><published>2010-06-25T09:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T09:52:18.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back :) Yeay. I;ve not been udpating cause I wasn't in the country. Was in M'sia. :D &lt;br /&gt;Shah Alam &amp; Port Dickson. I finally got my foot fishy spa and go cart :) &lt;br /&gt;F.O.S should be in Singapore, seriously. &lt;br /&gt;THERE WAS VANS IN SUNWAY PYRAMID. But, they didn't have the kind of shoes that I wanted. ): &lt;br /&gt;And, there was BABAGUMP (Y) The best shrimp.&lt;br /&gt;I bought slime. My sister is disgusted my it. :D &lt;br /&gt;I had fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-5479042137673055249?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/5479042137673055249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=5479042137673055249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5479042137673055249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5479042137673055249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-back-yeay.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-7865672730465825348</id><published>2010-06-20T05:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T05:30:18.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:) I'm not in Singapore anymore. Ok, so. I left Singapore around 10, yest. There was a jam at the checkpoint. Damn. I hate jams. We had our brach at this place. I didn't like it. Then, we continued with our journey. It was so long. And, there was another jam. I didn't really get to sleep, so, I looked outside the window. And all I saw was trees, everywhere. Then, we reached Shah Alam. So, we met Uncle Eddy somewhere, then we had our dinner, it was already about 7-8. So, yes. Then we drove back to his house. And now, it's 5:28 am. Other then me, Lily the cat is awake, downstairs. Hohoho. Yeah, I can't sleep. So, I've got nothing to do, might as well, this. I've not finished my hw and school starts next 2 weeks. asdfghjkl. Ok, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-7865672730465825348?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/7865672730465825348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=7865672730465825348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7865672730465825348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7865672730465825348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-not-in-singapore-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-5168529640760250673</id><published>2010-06-17T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T23:34:25.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes hi. It's been, 2 3 days? Since I blogged. Ok, so. Im lazy to update already. I've got nothing to say, even though there's been a lot of things happening. Uhhuh. Well, Happy Birthday Tuti. :) I'm so sorry. If it's my fault. I dont know. Who the hell is Azizul? Fuck you fucker! You call me baby one more  time, and I swear I'm gonna shove my foot down your throat. So, world cup and WWE has been in the air. I've been watching both of them for the past few days. Fun yes. Fernando &amp; Christiano :) Yellyes. Ok, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeay. We're kind of getting closer again. Thanks :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-5168529640760250673?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/5168529640760250673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=5168529640760250673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5168529640760250673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5168529640760250673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/06/yes-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-7677820296036135373</id><published>2010-06-15T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T22:09:31.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Keep calm, yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, long day. I woke up arounf 5, then watched tv with my sister at the living room. When it was eight, i kinda went back to sleep for a while, then I heard the song to my favourire movie, so I totally like woke up and went outside, just to catch that scence.Yes, then, I watched tv. Cause well, I'm the kind pf person who has woken up, and after that, it'll e hard for me to go back to sleep, so I didn't. Then i msged my mum, asked her if i could go out for a while, she replies so late, so i thought of not going. then, I slept, woke up around 12, then i saw a msg from mum, she said tt i could go, so i woke up and showered :) Yes. Then, met Raudhah &amp; Adillah. Took bus 15 to tamp one. FROLICK HELL YES. Then went into shops. Then got macs, then went to tamp, to the upper playg thingy. Then say Yasmin, Adam &amp; Sarah's little sister, but, Sarah wasn't there. ): Then, I went to Simei to meet my sister. Watched her play, then until like about 7, took Tuti, then went back again, then bought food, then go back home, now. this, watching workd cup in mums room with peeps, kbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-7677820296036135373?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/7677820296036135373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=7677820296036135373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7677820296036135373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7677820296036135373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/06/keep-calm-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-1536578534269527584</id><published>2010-06-14T14:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T14:21:41.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg, I'm so craving for Strawberry coated Chocolate right now. Yes, hi. So, I couldn't really sleep last night. The lights were on and I dont know why but I was too afraid to switch them off. I kept hearing this creak creak soung coming from the fan. So, I just closed my eyes. Spent the few hours before that texting Natashah &amp; Brannigan. In the end, they didn't reply so, I fell asleep. Yep. Uhhmh. So, I'll be going out with my sister and my aunt later. I'm super bored right now and I've not showered. Hell the yes, I've not showered. It's good to be going out. :) I like. Yes, so. Mum bought me a red dress. Im lovin it. And, I've cut my nails. It feels so different but with a good feeling. Even though I would still prefer to have long nails. :) Yes, I'll stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness. Slipping on a new pair of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;                     Noticing something you never knew you had.&lt;br /&gt;                     Finding your musical soulmates.&lt;br /&gt;                     When he smiles at you.&lt;br /&gt;                     Spinning around in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;                     Unexpected texts. &lt;br /&gt;                     Feeling pretty.&lt;br /&gt;                     Winning an argument. &lt;br /&gt;                     Finding something you thought you lost.&lt;br /&gt;                     Getting letters in the mail.&lt;br /&gt;                     Cheering someone up.&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;b&gt;Knowing everything will be okay. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-1536578534269527584?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/1536578534269527584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=1536578534269527584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1536578534269527584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1536578534269527584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/06/omg-im-so-craving-for-strawberry-coated.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-5917304284718151621</id><published>2010-06-13T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T22:37:15.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I really need to learn to how to wake up late. Even though vie been waking up later than usual, I want to wake up later. :) ok, so. We already had to get ready in the morning. We sent grandma first to Geylang then Mum dropped us off at Bedok. We reached Nenek's house, we rested for a while then we went out to Parkway Parade. We bought shoes. Well, I got a new pair of sport shoes. My sister didn't want to buy Vans. Damn. So, we bought Famous Amos then Macs. We went back home after that. I ate my burger then played around with my phone. Then it was time to go back home. Dad picked us up. Now here I am back home. How good is it to be back home &lt;3 I love home. Ok, so. Will be going to KL on Saturday. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-5917304284718151621?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/5917304284718151621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=5917304284718151621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5917304284718151621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5917304284718151621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/06/sup.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-4593095809606337049</id><published>2010-06-13T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T00:35:39.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TBO3JY0QNtI/AAAAAAAAAuE/bVVZs5ncF5I/s1600/tumblr_l3vu1pUK9W1qascl4o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TBO3JY0QNtI/AAAAAAAAAuE/bVVZs5ncF5I/s320/tumblr_l3vu1pUK9W1qascl4o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481926543348348626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Tira for the help :) &lt;br /&gt;Changed blogskin. &lt;br /&gt;Im going to sleep now. &lt;br /&gt;Loveyoududes. &lt;br /&gt;Byebye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are too cute to be ignored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-4593095809606337049?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/4593095809606337049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=4593095809606337049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/4593095809606337049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/4593095809606337049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/06/thank-you-tira-for-help-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TBO3JY0QNtI/AAAAAAAAAuE/bVVZs5ncF5I/s72-c/tumblr_l3vu1pUK9W1qascl4o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-7891324356931375692</id><published>2010-06-12T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T00:01:21.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew. I'm so tired. I have no idea why. I didn't do any heavy jobs. I guess my body just needs to rest more. Yes, so. For today, I didn't do anything. Seriously. In the morning, I woke up then I watched TV. I used the laptop and watched Glee all over again. Well, it takes time. One episode is already 40-45 mins long. And I'm still just at Episode 3. So, yes. I ate after that. I slacked around then I fell asleep. I woke up and went to the living room. Then I fell asleep again. Then I woke up for sure. I think I watched TV. Then I ate somethings. At then, my Dad switched on the FIFAWC. I had nothing to do so I joined him and watched it. He was shouting everytime then team he was supporting made a goal. Yeay. Now, this. I'm really sleepy. But, I'm too tired to sleep. My sister's sick and so is my mum. Go figure. I'm still lazy to upload photo's from that days reunion. I had loads of fun though. And, The Karate Kid was the bomb. (Y) It was so funny, I swear. Jaden Smith is just the cutest. Gee. Yes. So, I wanna watch Toy Strory 3 3D, Nanny McPhee &amp; The Big Bang and Step Up 3 3D. All of them :) And Eclipse of course. Yes, so. Uhhmh. I feel too tired to go out and get active. Mum say's well be going to KL next week. Whoh. I'll be doing shopping. Do they have Cotton On there? :P Ok, I'm stopping here. Nights bubus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-7891324356931375692?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/7891324356931375692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=7891324356931375692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7891324356931375692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7891324356931375692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-6612762987148269154</id><published>2010-06-12T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T13:42:52.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Aunt's at Tampines. Ate there then went to Tamp 1. Got my Frolick :) Yeay. Headed to TKC after that. Then I went home. Boring life. Thought of staying up little late to listen to MJ12, but, I slept. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did nothing. I've not showered. I've not done anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;152 people are following you   &lt;br /&gt;Yeay. Thank You. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-6612762987148269154?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/6612762987148269154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=6612762987148269154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/6612762987148269154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/6612762987148269154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/06/yesterday-went-to-aunts-at-tampines.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-5666474066013679002</id><published>2010-06-11T01:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T01:38:07.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My nails are starting to hurt like hell. Time to cut them. Ok, so. Had reunion today. Super fun. I'm too tired to elaborate. Then watched The Karate Kid. It was super fun. Ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-5666474066013679002?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/5666474066013679002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=5666474066013679002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5666474066013679002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5666474066013679002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-nails-are-starting-to-hurt-like-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-4674441286837105582</id><published>2010-06-09T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T23:54:58.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wazzup. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the Annoying Orange. I'm sure ya'll know what I'm talking about. Yeah, so. Uh hmh. For the whole day, I didn't even step out of the house. Well, yes. I ate played Tap Tap, YouTubed, Safaried. That was all I did. Yes, how lame can my life be. It's 11:51 pm. HAHA. Yes, I can't sleep. And now, i'm hungry. Shit yes, im hungry. I have no idea why. I think i'll be sleeping outside today. My sister asked me to accompany her and my maid being so fucking noisy, made me go out. God, I feel like kicking her ass. Yeah, so. Outing tmr yeah. I don't know why but I'm feeling so impatient about it. Then, movie afterwards. The Karate Kid, haiyak! VIVO. And what's at ViVo, VANS yaw. Fureal. DAMN. Ok, chill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll watch youtube. Goodnights, bye!&lt;br /&gt;Me miss you piggy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-4674441286837105582?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/4674441286837105582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=4674441286837105582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/4674441286837105582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/4674441286837105582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/06/wazzup.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-3232876859786042160</id><published>2010-06-09T12:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T12:15:07.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank God it's raining. Hello, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so. I didn't post yesterday. I wasn't really at home. So, yes. Went to Tatyana's house to send some things. Called Natashah then we bought some drinks. We talked. Some funny shit yeah. Yes, so. We went down and all. She is funny I swear. I went back home with Tatyana's maid cause she wanted to take some things from my house. Yeah, so uhhmh. Reached home and watched funny videos with sister. We were laughing our asses off. The whole house could hear our laughter. HAHA. Damn, YouTube you rock. Then, Mum cMe into our room and asked us to get ready. We were going out for dinner with grandma and Lyana cause it was grandma's birthday. Yeah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got ready and all. Mum made reservations at Secret Recipe at Changi Airport terminal 3. So much for reservations. When we reached, the place was full. I didn't see any empty tables that could fit six and a half people. So, the sIted told us to hang around first. So we did. He's gist a lucky dude cause if Uncle Eddy was there, the whole place would be upside down and real noisy. Yeah, so I walked around with Lyana. ThY was when I found the long slides. It was from the top level to the last one. Heard of it before and I so wanted to slide down. Then, there was a certain height for people to slide down. Damn wasted. We walked around again, then we found this art coloring place. We did it! I did successfully. :) then we got our tables. Again, we were laughing our asses of while eating. Resulting to loads of food uneaten. That was when I saw this really cute dude. So cute. :) Then we had dessert. Cake! I got chocolate. YeH, so when we were done, I had to go to the toilet. So, yeah. Then we did some of the art work again. While walking back, saw that cute kid again. Brown shall. :) so cute. O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is raining, I like. I dint think I'll be going anywhere today. Mum is at home cause she's sick. So, yeah. Will have to keep our voices low so that she'll have her rest. Ok, tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-3232876859786042160?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/3232876859786042160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=3232876859786042160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/3232876859786042160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/3232876859786042160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/06/thank-god-its-raining.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-1293369455440344397</id><published>2010-06-07T14:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T14:40:46.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TAyTTFvP8_I/AAAAAAAAAt8/JTMoWoh_35o/s1600/tumblr_l3mkm8S17u1qzydmro1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TAyTTFvP8_I/AAAAAAAAAt8/JTMoWoh_35o/s320/tumblr_l3mkm8S17u1qzydmro1_500.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479916802770203634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;RobPatz &amp; Kristen Stweart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TAyTS2SDazI/AAAAAAAAAt0/gPMeMV9pbHk/s1600/tumblr_l3mh4g7Ou01qbpx6lo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TAyTS2SDazI/AAAAAAAAAt0/gPMeMV9pbHk/s320/tumblr_l3mh4g7Ou01qbpx6lo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479916798621215538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zac Efron &amp; Vanessa Hudgens. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hello. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum woke me up. -_- She turned on the lights and, boom, I was awake. THANKS. Yeah, then, I freshened up. Watched MTV! The Movie Awards was awesome. :) As usual, it was funny. And, this is the first time I've ever heard people saying fcuk so many times in one show. Serious. Man, ya'll rocked. And, New Moon won the best movie. Wow, two years in a row, huh? Fans just can't get away from Taylor's big abs. Whoosh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go to the library. Eisyah gave up on me already. Heh, sorry dude! I'm starving right now. I'm lazy to get up go to the kitchen and eat. I wanted to follow my sister for her training, but I'm too lazy. Damn. Fatimah haven't call me. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yez, ok. I'll stop.&lt;br /&gt;Fcukyeahmuse!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-1293369455440344397?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/1293369455440344397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=1293369455440344397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1293369455440344397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1293369455440344397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/06/robpatz-kristen-stweart.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TAyTTFvP8_I/AAAAAAAAAt8/JTMoWoh_35o/s72-c/tumblr_l3mkm8S17u1qzydmro1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-7795257298721103036</id><published>2010-06-06T15:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T15:43:34.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. :) Since Impact is sugar free, I'm going to have it all to myself. :) I've eating, 12345? Umhmm, nice. Yeah, so. I'm still very sleepy. I've been sleepy since the moment I woke up. But, once I wake up, I can't go back to sleep. :) So, I watched Hellboy, again. Then Chart Attack. Yes, my life story. Dad asked me to get ready. So, I showered. Sent sister to Simer for her netball training. She said tt she was last. Uhhuh. So late, tt when she reached, no one was at the court. Yep. So, she phoned her friends. And they're the ones late. And, it was kinda drzzling at tt time. So, after tt, we went to ECP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our breakfast there. Dad went for her jog first. He came back when we were done with out food. Then mum. So, we went outside so tt little bro could play the playground. I was sitting, staring, dazing off. :) I was sleepy, k. Yez, so. She got the sandwitches!, from McCafe, then we drove back home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to do. I'm still in the same clothes I wore in the morning. I feel so sticky after pouring syrup into the bags. Yuck. I'm waiting for the MTV MOVIE AWARDS! It's early tomorrow morning. Wipee. I'm usually awake at tt kinda time, so, I'm safe yeah. :) I'm so impatient. Andand, I can't wait for this Thursday. Even though some people aren't coming, I'm still gonna miss them, but I still hope tt everything will go fine. Not like last time yeah. Shit loads of accidents happened. And there were no adults. It rained. The weather's been really unpredictable lately, but well, we can't do anything. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my budz. I miss primary school friends. How awesome were we back then? Sometimes, I laugh to myself, recalling back those time when I was such an idiot. I miss ya'll ladies and dudes. Well, people know who I miss. Damn badly. Well, you guys are no where to be found. I wouldn't want to disturb you. You already seem so busy. It's pretty obvious, really. Well, I hope tt everything's going fine with ya'll. Even though you guys won't be reading this post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suck it up, Masitho. It's no use. Get them out of your head. FUCKYA'LLASSHOLES! Get out of my head alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-7795257298721103036?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/7795257298721103036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=7795257298721103036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7795257298721103036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7795257298721103036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/06/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-2535171241030978277</id><published>2010-06-05T13:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T13:20:11.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey sexy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't really sleep last night. I woke up and found out tt my sister fell asleep with the laptop on. I could've crushed it into tiny bits and pieces. Ok, so. I tried going back to sleep. I did. But then i had a bad dream. So, I woke up and tried going back to sleep again. :) I woke up at 7. Uhhmmh. Laptoped. Tved. Breakfast. :) I didn't eat since I came bak home yesterday. I was starving. Damn. Yeah, then, now. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum says tt she's going to her office. I wanna follow and finish up the chocolate. :) Ok, I think im done. Bye. &lt;br /&gt;Baybaybayby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-2535171241030978277?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/2535171241030978277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=2535171241030978277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/2535171241030978277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/2535171241030978277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/06/hey-sexy.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-2743728973455726428</id><published>2010-06-04T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T21:06:13.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im so tired. Well, lets start. I got up early as usual. After getting ready, I got a text message from Fatimah saying tt she just woke up. Meaning, I'll have to go down later. So, yeah. Watched Another Cinderella Story while waiting. :) Then we reached Marine Parade. Nadia was already waving at us. Haha. :) Then we slacked for a while then went upstairs, slowly. :D Geography was a bore as usual. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was outside school using my phone, texting my mum. Then Nadia &amp; Krisy came and they were like, " Masitho, where have you been? " I was like, " Uh, I've been standing here la. " They were, " Sarah's dad is at the school parking lot. " Hahaha. I felt so paiseh. So, yeah. got in the car. Kinda squeezy cause we had to fit four people at the back. Not so easy. Well luckily, Krisy is damn thin. :) So, yeah. Then we reached Sarah's house. We watched Tv first. Then we had our lunch. After tt, we went down to the pool. Well, we didn't swim cause we didn't bring extra clothes. I kept saying tt I don't have extra underwear. :) Haahha. Well, we did the usual. Splash water. Camhored. Slacked under the shade and talked. :) We went back up after tt to start our baking. It was super fun. :) The muffins turned out to be real nice actually. :D Hahah! Then Sarah's dad sent us to the interchange. Took the train to Simei with sister and Nadia. Hidayah found me in the train. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached the netball court. :) Then we watched them play. Everytime they had breaks, we'll be doing passes and our shootings. Me as in me and Hidayah. We still had fun, though. Hidayah kept laughing my herself. Tsk. And she wont tell my why! Dang. Ok, so. Yeah. Someone stole my water. And I was frigging thirsty and hungry and tt moment. THANKS A LOT! &lt;br /&gt;Well, I wrote crap and now the things gone. I wont retype. Bye suckers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-2743728973455726428?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/2743728973455726428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=2743728973455726428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/2743728973455726428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/2743728973455726428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-3103021877315561988</id><published>2010-06-03T09:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T10:00:03.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tommy has a tumblr! Yeay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so. Went out last night to Bugis. Ate at Swensens. :D Ate something different for this time. Wipee. Then, walked around the mall. Found the Superman shop. :D Went inside and messed up the clothes. HAHA. Got my Superman shirt. :) Went back home after that. So, today, thursday. Looks like another day of boring to me. Ok, I'll stop. &lt;br /&gt;TOMMY HAS A TUMBLR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-3103021877315561988?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/3103021877315561988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=3103021877315561988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/3103021877315561988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/3103021877315561988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/06/tommy-has-tumblr-yeay.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-3581428529484825548</id><published>2010-06-02T14:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T14:14:21.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TAX0ocYU06I/AAAAAAAAAts/rEj5aB3pyso/s1600/Photo+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TAX0ocYU06I/AAAAAAAAAts/rEj5aB3pyso/s320/Photo+191.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478053497416242082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hellohellodarling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to go to school for Geography  today. It was, alright. :D After that, headed off to parkway to buy stuff. Wanted to eat our Frozen Yougurt first but it was still getting ready to be opened. So, we walked around the mall first. Bought Famous Amous, however you spell the name of those delicios cookies. Yumm. Then to Borders. We just looked around. Didn't buy anything. Then we went to Cotton On. :D Wanted to buy the White Shades but it was 12 dollaz. I thought it was 5. Dang. Haha. So, yeah didn't buy them cause I had to save money. :D After Nadia &amp; Sabrina bought theirs, we went back to Berrylite. It was awesome. :D Then went back to my place. We photobooth-ed, then yeah, did things. :D Thye just went back home. :D Photos on facebook yeah. :D Sister wants to use lappy. Dang. Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-3581428529484825548?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/3581428529484825548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=3581428529484825548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/3581428529484825548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/3581428529484825548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/06/hellohellodarling.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TAX0ocYU06I/AAAAAAAAAts/rEj5aB3pyso/s72-c/Photo+191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-2046132097704100405</id><published>2010-06-01T18:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T18:29:05.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyy. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so. Today is a brand new day. Went to school with Yan Bing &amp; Pamm. Slacked at school till we boarded the bus. I was singing. :) Then, dragonboating. It was so much fun. I didn't think that it would be that much fun. And, we didn't capsize. Thank God. It was sooo much fun. I loved it. We got all wet and stuff. We went with the Netball team. The instructors had huge muscles. Omg, so big. So, we went around the Kallang River. Had games and all. I didn't like the toilet. I was the last girl to come out from the toilet. There was a lot of people, k. Ok, so. Had fun. :D After that, went back to school then to Parkway to eat. Then to Cotton On. Bought me shades. Went to Diva btu couldn't seem to find the thing that I want. Dangg. Then went back home. :D I had so much fun today. Thanks Intructors Eddy &amp; Fadil. :D You're the bombzxszc, yeah. Ok, im tired. Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-2046132097704100405?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/2046132097704100405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=2046132097704100405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/2046132097704100405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/2046132097704100405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/06/heyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-8292960371470636065</id><published>2010-05-31T13:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T13:55:37.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right now I feel super bored. I smell my grandma cooking in the kitchen. :D Woosh. Nice. Yeah, ok so. I dont know what to do what tp say what to type. I've been listening to McFly since just now. ♥ Okie, so. There's gonna be dragonboating tomorrow. I dont wanna fall into the water. That'll just be humiliating. I watched Powerpuff Girls just now, yknow! It made me laugh. :) I miss my childhood shows. Legens of the Hidden Temple was my favv. Ohmeee. Nowadays, TV shows sucks to the core. I've not eaten lunch. V v hungry. Today's sucha bore, really. I'm rotting. This is so lame. Ok, stopping here. :D &lt;br /&gt;Sydney White.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-8292960371470636065?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/8292960371470636065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=8292960371470636065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/8292960371470636065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/8292960371470636065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/right-now-i-feel-super-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-4470764112667484856</id><published>2010-05-31T11:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T11:37:32.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TAMsTfI8ZJI/AAAAAAAAAtk/bX6_tpjSHT8/s1600/tumblr_l39fgq42aW1qbn5alo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TAMsTfI8ZJI/AAAAAAAAAtk/bX6_tpjSHT8/s320/tumblr_l39fgq42aW1qbn5alo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477270285100803218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Fletcher. So cute. :) &lt;br /&gt;" I wish I could Bubble Wrap my heart,&lt;br /&gt;In case I fall and break apart. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, too late for that now. :) Ok, so I slept like about 2. Was texting Tabitha until I fell asleep. :D I woke up at 5. Showered got ready. Realised that my aunt has not woken up, so I won't bother to wake her up. :D Now, im doing this, singing. :D Hhhahaha. Chatting. I don't know what to say. So bored, ok, I'll continue singing. bye. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-4470764112667484856?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/4470764112667484856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=4470764112667484856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/4470764112667484856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/4470764112667484856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/tom-fletcher.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TAMsTfI8ZJI/AAAAAAAAAtk/bX6_tpjSHT8/s72-c/tumblr_l39fgq42aW1qbn5alo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-7466774769805592155</id><published>2010-05-31T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T00:38:12.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's already late and I can't really sleep. 12:37am to be exact. :) I was accompanied by soem buddies just now, but now they're all offline. Sad, much. My neck hurts. I think it's cuz of my pillow. Okie, so, I think I'll tumblr for a little bit more, then I'll go offline. :D Alrights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-7466774769805592155?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/7466774769805592155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=7466774769805592155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7466774769805592155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7466774769805592155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-already-late-and-i-cant-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-647827958301825757</id><published>2010-05-30T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T16:00:26.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Waaaaasuupppp party people. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm over and done with Step Up 2. :) Watched it in mum's room cause there were guests outside. My little brother was sleeping, so at last, there was peace. :) The guests went back home already. :D Okie, so. i'm super bored and no one's online right now. It's Sunday, man. I don't even think that I'm going out. Dang. I wanna go shopping. Real bad. ): Dragonboating on Tuesday! HAH! Gonna miss Geography!!!!!!! But, I still have to go for the next two lessons. Fcukyou WillyWonka. I fcuking hate you. You see, teacher's can never see us happy. :) I've started on my homework, well, a bit of it. English. I don't know what to do for the others. I've made my own playlist on iTunes. :) Proud of myself for not using youtube for the whole day. *big smile* Yeah, so. I think I should turn off the laptop now cuz', the batteries going down. :D I've changed my music playlist for blogger too. :D Byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-647827958301825757?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/647827958301825757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=647827958301825757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/647827958301825757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/647827958301825757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/waaaaasuupppp-party-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-5790676778108113093</id><published>2010-05-30T12:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T12:57:15.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" It's the first kiss, it's flawless, really something. It's fearless. " &lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hellohello. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday afternoon. Oh my. We're gonna melt in Singapore. It's so hot. I bet we could boil eggs with that kinda heat. In the morning, I was awaken by my sister's shout to my maid. My sister is already at her camp. Which means, I won't have anyone to disturb, scare when she comes out of the toilet. And, more irritating stuff that I do to her. Dang. I can't do it to my little brother. He's too small. I just ate my breakfast/lunch. Brunch? Yeah, guess so. I'm rotting at home with nothing to do. I'm waiting for Step Up 2 to start. I missed it last night. Yeah, people. I still watch Step Up. I missed it yesterday cuz' we went to Mustafa Centre. It was filled with Indians. I can't stand it, I could just faint at the spot. Really. That smell that they produce, is, asdfghjkl. And, it was so crowded, I could get lost. Ohmymy. Ok, I've got nothing else to say. I'll most probably make another post once I'm done watching Step Up 2. Step Up 3's coming in cinemas 3D. :) Somebody, ? Ok, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-5790676778108113093?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/5790676778108113093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=5790676778108113093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5790676778108113093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5790676778108113093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-first-kiss-its-flawless-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-9216510357338995132</id><published>2010-05-29T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T16:04:11.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TADIycEW-PI/AAAAAAAAAtc/tCAsE4LVn7A/s1600/tumblr_l31zwfQuRs1qatgyho1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TADIycEW-PI/AAAAAAAAAtc/tCAsE4LVn7A/s320/tumblr_l31zwfQuRs1qatgyho1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476597915736013042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she just the cutest little thing? Hhahahaha! She's so cute. I wanna pintch her cheeks 'till it goes blood red :D So, no one's at home right now other' than me and my sister. She's starting her shower right now and what time is it? 4:00pm Uh-huh, yeah. V good. Im so bored. Maybe guests will be coming to my house later for a visit. They better come when my grandma's back, cuz' I don't know how to serve people. :D Ok, im v bored right now. I'm more to tumblr these days. But, my blog is still updated, right. And about the person who called me in the morning at 3 is still freaking me out. I better stop thinking about it before my imaginations go wild. I'll be making another post right after I'm done with this one. :D &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-9216510357338995132?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/9216510357338995132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=9216510357338995132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/9216510357338995132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/9216510357338995132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/booooooo-isnt-she-just-cutest-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/TADIycEW-PI/AAAAAAAAAtc/tCAsE4LVn7A/s72-c/tumblr_l31zwfQuRs1qatgyho1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-149856337831475258</id><published>2010-05-29T07:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T07:26:59.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Gooooood Morning Sunshineee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is early. Well, for me, this is the usual time I wake up, k. Yes, I already know that Im a weirdo and somekind of freak to be waking up at 7 am on a Saturday morning. But, well, this is me. :D Ok, so. &lt;b&gt;Yesterday, at 3 am, while I was sleeping, some unkown person called me.&lt;/b&gt; Well, I was kinda scared. I mean like, which freak would want to call me at 3 am?! That's just wrong, yknow. So wrong. So, I didn't pick up the phone. I went back to my sleep. So, I'm not sure wether there's any plans for today. I wannnnaaaa shout shout shout shout shout shout. I don't think that I've got anything left to say, so. I'll end here. :D Bye. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-149856337831475258?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/149856337831475258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=149856337831475258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/149856337831475258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/149856337831475258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/gooooood-morning-sunshineee.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-691833589895686130</id><published>2010-05-28T14:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T14:19:33.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S_9f915jM0I/AAAAAAAAAtU/jWzvHLgv-xM/s1600/GetAttachment-1.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S_9f915jM0I/AAAAAAAAAtU/jWzvHLgv-xM/s320/GetAttachment-1.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476201187950932802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the super cute lecturer that I was talking about. &lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't really think that you guys can see his face.&lt;br /&gt;Butt, whatever. Ya'll should go to the Science Centre, and look for him.&lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;br /&gt;There's another one but that's one's so unglam.&lt;br /&gt;Heh. :D &lt;br /&gt;So, you can see, im not anywhere but at home. &lt;br /&gt;Damnit. Going out soon to Aunts.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Yanie, for the photos. :D &lt;br /&gt;Omg, Shweeta, dont leave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-691833589895686130?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/691833589895686130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=691833589895686130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/691833589895686130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/691833589895686130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/thats-super-cute-lecturer-that-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S_9f915jM0I/AAAAAAAAAtU/jWzvHLgv-xM/s72-c/GetAttachment-1.aspx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-7924681753727539248</id><published>2010-05-28T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T08:42:33.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg, bitch.&lt;br /&gt;What are you? &lt;br /&gt;One day one guy. The next day another guy.&lt;br /&gt;Tsktsktsk. He's a player, if you wanna know. Real player. &lt;br /&gt;Like you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-7924681753727539248?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/7924681753727539248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=7924681753727539248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7924681753727539248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7924681753727539248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/omg-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-972281306501791259</id><published>2010-05-28T08:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T08:37:04.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLLLUU. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S FRIDAYY! And, to add to the enjoyment, there's no school today. ♥ School holidays starts from today. Ends on the 27th. ): Be back in school on the 28th. Danggitt. Ummhmm. Okie, so. I don't really know what to say. If mum approves, I'll be going to Sarah's house later at 12++ with Madeline &amp; Krisy. Fuck you, sfghkl. I can't go swimming. Listening to Bad Romance. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAUGHT IN A BAD ROMANCE!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT YOUR LOVE AND I WANT YOUR REVENGE.&lt;br /&gt;YOU AND ME CAN WRITE A BAD ROMANCE. :D &lt;br /&gt;RARARAAHHROMAROMAGAGAULALA.&lt;br /&gt;Want your bad romance. :)  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-972281306501791259?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/972281306501791259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=972281306501791259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/972281306501791259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/972281306501791259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/helllluu.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-4009844698986955818</id><published>2010-05-27T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T13:18:34.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" I don't know why you're leaving me, &lt;br /&gt;but I know you must have your reasons. " &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Too Close For Comfort. - McFly. &lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of school, hah! Well, today, was, fun. :) Went to school and the first thing we did when we got into class was draw on our tables. Hahaha. :D Table covers, I mean. Yeah, signatures and all tt. We had to do " Spring Cleaning : after that. The dust in 101 is really, disgusting. All black. But, we still had loads of fun. :) I loved it. Then, we went for out treat that the principal gave everyone. Ice Cream! Haha, how awesome can she be? :D It was break time also. So, after break, we headed back to our classes to get out report books. Danm you results. I seriously hate you. After everything, school ended. At, 10:45am! Went back, well, to Eunos Interchange first. Bought bubble tea. &lt;br /&gt;Me : Head on dictionary, waitinf for the aunti to make my drink.&lt;br /&gt;        * Turns around to call Fatimah. I didn't see her but saw this group of guys.&lt;br /&gt;            One familiar looking face. Turns back to the counter. * &lt;br /&gt;         * Turns back to look at the group of guys. * BIG EYES POPPPPED OUT. OMAGOD. &lt;br /&gt;             Turns back to the counter. * &lt;br /&gt;Him: Eh, kluar uh. Banyak org sia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was so shocked after seeing him. I never thought that I'd see him today. I was, well, confused. &lt;br /&gt;Ah, you fcuking dick. I miss you so much, you saw me, and you didn't even say a hi, or maybe even shout out my name like how you always do in primary school. Well, maybe that was last time and maybe now you've changed a lot? Seeing you once in a while, is fine. Gosh. I feel like an idiot. Whenever I see you, I'll be looking at you till you're no wehre to be found. I feel like an idiot for falling for you when I know you don't want to even be friend with me anymore. Im such a idiot. Love is so confusing. Well, in my case, I'm not even sure if it's love. I need help. I don't want your name, face, whatever else that is about you to be in me. I don't want to remember anything about you anymore. I want you to get lost, get out of my life, like, maybe, till the day I die. But, I would love you to be at my funeral. That's it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say more about what else happen. Nothing really did happen after that, actaully.&lt;br /&gt;Everything changed my mood, already. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I'll update later when I forget about this shit. :D &lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-4009844698986955818?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/4009844698986955818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=4009844698986955818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/4009844698986955818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/4009844698986955818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-dont-know-why-youre-leaving-me-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-2167801849154246195</id><published>2010-05-26T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T20:52:07.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S_0VhYAqlbI/AAAAAAAAAtM/6SFqv0FJoT8/s1600/29059_1435306932568_1529796422_1074704_108012_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S_0VhYAqlbI/AAAAAAAAAtM/6SFqv0FJoT8/s320/29059_1435306932568_1529796422_1074704_108012_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475556385077499314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore the face. Look at the main object. ;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wassssupp :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, all of the Sec 1's went to the Science Centre for the Arts Excusrsion. I charged my camera the night before, but I didn't bring it, cause, I was afraid that it'll go missing. Umhmm. Yeah, so. We had to go for the Lecture first. The lecturer was fucking hot I tell you. Gosh. He looks ike Faizal Isa. Omg, he was soo cute. Really. It was quite fun, I liked it. Especially the quiz. Mike Bzaouskie? Monsters Inc! All time fav. Then, we roamed around the gallery. So, we did a lot of fun things. :D I roamed around with Fatimah, Nadia &amp; Francyn. We had loads of fun. Especially in the Toy Story thingy, room. Omg, this was what happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatimah: Eh, it's so black. Where's the wall, uh?&lt;br /&gt;* Fatimah &amp; Nadia checks it out. * &lt;br /&gt;Me: * Pushes Fatimah 'till she hits the wall * &lt;br /&gt;Which apparently was just like 3 feet near us. Hahah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That part was so funny, I swear. She hit the wall so loud. I ran away after that. Another incident was when we saw cute fishes that we liked on a wall, we were the only ones there, so, we decided to jump and choose the ones that we liked, so, all of us were jumping. Then, when I turned around, I tapped Nadia's shoulder. She turned red cause, there was this guy teacher. He saw everything that we did. That was so unglam, I swear. And all we could do was look and each other, until he walked away. That trip was so awesome. We had more fun while we were on the bus going back to school. :D Then, I had to go for tennis. The weather was fucking hot, I tell you. I finished my mineral water, and my lips became dry. ): We had to do loads of things. Gosh, well, it was the last lesson until after the June hols. Went back home with Pamm &amp; Yb. Right now, I'm addicted to Tap Tap. asdfhjkl. Ok, byebye! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I went through embarassing moments today, I still had fun. :D &lt;br /&gt;Thanks to, &lt;i&gt;Francyn, Nadia, Fatimah, Joen, Shweeta, Nicole &amp; Pam&lt;br /&gt;You guys rock. :D &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-2167801849154246195?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/2167801849154246195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=2167801849154246195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/2167801849154246195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/2167801849154246195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/ignore-face.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S_0VhYAqlbI/AAAAAAAAAtM/6SFqv0FJoT8/s72-c/29059_1435306932568_1529796422_1074704_108012_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-1528452608504405665</id><published>2010-05-25T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T17:31:00.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyyyyaaaaa. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I gotta say, today was, fun. Even though the things that we did at school was nothing much, I still had a good laugh with friends throughout the day. I laughed so much today. Gosh. All we did in school today was take quizes, listen, and, laugh. Umhmm. That's pretty much. We got realesed early today, so, after that, we went to the Eunos Interchange to get SweetTalk. Thanks, John, for blanjaing us. :D Hhaha. Loveya. Then, walked to the shop to get Fatimah's pinafore. Eunos is serious full of bangla's. I seriously cannot stand it. They're scattered all over the place. It scared the fcuk out of me, k. Every morning, I'll see one. No joke! Well, to Fatimah it is, cause, he has the most scariest eyes, and he sends the newspapers to people in the block I live in. One time while I was going out of my door, he was walking down the steps, I went back in, and slammed the door close. I was so scared. He might do something to my house, yknow! Gosh. Get away banglas. All you do is make Eunos a darker place. In the morning, Fatimah saw this cute guy. She said it even without looking at his face. So, what I did was " whistled " him. He looked at us, I looked away, Fatimah didn't. So, he kept looking at us while he was walking to the bus stop. :D Umhm. So, that was about today. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, met Hidayah and Adlin under the block. Then waited for Naim and Adilas to come. So, they came. We called Cikgu. But no answer. So, we didn't manage to go in school and say a last goodbye to Cikgu Hoirull. ): V v sad. Hmm. Thank you for making our Melacca trip complete with the karaokae and everything. :D It was such a blast. Well, at least we still have photo memories to remember you. So, since we couldn't get in, we sat under the block and did crap. We talked a lot. We laughed a lot. They're the best. And, the rest of my girlf's too. :D And, some other guys too. :) Now, here I am. I feel so refreshed. I feel like eating noodles with chilli. I am so bored. Will be going to the Science Centre tmr for the Arts Excursion thingy. Loyang Sec will be there. Sec 4's. Bleugh. Me is very hungry. Me want food now now now! asdfghjkl. &lt;br /&gt;That's all. To wrap this up, &lt;br /&gt;" Pretty girls aren't perfect. Perfect girl's aren't real. " &lt;br /&gt;Remember that boys, :D &lt;br /&gt;Byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-1528452608504405665?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/1528452608504405665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=1528452608504405665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1528452608504405665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1528452608504405665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/heyyyyaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-5593933983612705188</id><published>2010-05-24T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T21:37:23.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if some of you came to see my blog just now and nothing came out, don't worry, there's nothing wrong with your computer. There was something wrong with my blogskin. I wanted to change it, so I asked for some help. The codes that she gave me was wrong, so I didn't complain much and didn't ask her to send it again cause she seemed really tired. So, I didn't wanna do it anymore. Im using this one back again. Gosh. Fuck you Mac. Seriously. What's so wrong about downloading this innocent blogskin. It's not illegal! Limewire's worse. Gosh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a post just now. But stopped halfway cause, I remembered of doing something. So, I went to do it and when I came back, my post was gone. Ah, fcuk. Hymn singing hasn't been any joy. I've been saying  what the fuck silently to myself while they were singing. Gosh. Why not put us in class ?! Its not like we're going to sing anyways, right? God. This school is too old. Man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking hate my sister. She, for no reason, threw a hard plastic watter bottle aimed at me. I didn't know where it was going to land, so I moved back slightly. Then, part of it smacked my forehead. What the fuck. Now, there's like this bump on my forehead. I soooo hate her for doing this. God, I can kill her right now, yknow. She says that that will be the revenge for me pushing her off the bed, onto the floor then she, laying down there for 2 hours without any help. That's what she gets for tryna take my money. Huh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tomorrow will be &lt;b&gt;Cikgu Hoirull's&lt;/b&gt; last day in Eunos Pri. D: Even though he didn't really teach me, only for a year, not even that, he's real funny. And, very serious. He was the one who made us happy in the bus otw to and back from Malacca. Gosh. He's going on course. That's sad. ): Thought that he'd stay for a bit more, maybe till Teacher's day. Hmph. I miss &lt;b&gt;Cikgu Azry!&lt;/b&gt; Does anyone of you remember him ? OhGosh. He was the best teacher, ever. Not really. But, a bit. He has the most high fashion a teacher can ever have, other than Mr Didi, which has also left. Omg, all the teachers that are my favs are gone. Damn you new Principal. Ms Choy! God.  Amin &amp; Mushafiq, :) didn't have to get extra caining if it wasn't because of you and because of you, we cried our asses out, so, you better be a good p! I miss Eunos. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's been a long night and I better sleep now if I wanna get up early tomorrow so that I won't give FM a heartattack. :D Why? Cause I came down superlate just now.  msged her, but her phone was jammed, so not my fault. Partially, only. Ok, imma pack my bag, then off to bed. Byebye ! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU LIKE HELL YOU IDIOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-5593933983612705188?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/5593933983612705188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=5593933983612705188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5593933983612705188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5593933983612705188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-2608733775317399792</id><published>2010-05-22T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T18:49:12.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S_e1RF3r2fI/AAAAAAAAAtE/5wvWBiH0XKA/s1600/6772_1144758175460_1122687794_30477022_5611921_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S_e1RF3r2fI/AAAAAAAAAtE/5wvWBiH0XKA/s320/6772_1144758175460_1122687794_30477022_5611921_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474043177330268658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me. :D When I was younger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Yeah, that was me. Haha. I was so, small. Now, tsk. Ok, so. I didn't really do anything today. Im stuck at home. I only step out of the house to take my younger cousin, then I went back up again. Gosh. It's like prison. I've got nothing to do. Been tumbin' since just now. OMG now. Usher's voice is so sexy. True? Very. Hmm. Im kind of looking forward to the june hols. Which is coming in like, in a week now. Gosh, time. Fly faster please. Then, I'll be able to rest for a bit then continue studying. :D Go out. A BIT. I've got nothing to dooo. My hair's getting longer. Hmph. But, I don't want a hair cut. I really need more clips, cause, all of them have gone missing. Black one. The ones where I need to use to go to school. I seriously hate it when my clips go missing. I'll be looking around the house. Everywhere. Going back and forth from the toilet. Umhmm. That's how mad I go for  my black clips. Hmm. Ok, v bored. BYE.&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-2608733775317399792?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/2608733775317399792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=2608733775317399792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/2608733775317399792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/2608733775317399792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/thats-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S_e1RF3r2fI/AAAAAAAAAtE/5wvWBiH0XKA/s72-c/6772_1144758175460_1122687794_30477022_5611921_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-4998649400015298501</id><published>2010-05-22T12:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T12:30:56.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heello. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not blogged for a few days, huh. Good improvement. I've got all my results back. And, I feel like killing them. I got an  for Malay. Suprising :) I didn't know that I was able to do it. Maths and Geog was so fcuked up. Science was alright. English and Lit too. I don't wanna talk about my results anymore. I had Tennis yesterday. I turned out to be, well, fun. :) We played againts each other for the last few minutes then we did our skipping. I liked Tennis yesterday, And I think that yesterday's session was the most fun one. Even though I had to run an extra 4 rounds for not getting the instructions into my head. I still liked it. And, despite the frigging hot sun. Did you guys know how hot is was yesterday ?! It was so hot that I think we could just be fried at the spot. Gosh. Went home with Ami. :) After watching vids on youtube with sister, got ready to go out. SHREK 3D ! Hhhahahh! Happily ever After. I didn't really watch all the part, well, cause, I was sleeping. But, I tired my best not to fall asleep. Gosh. I wanna watch it again. Went to Lido. :D Back home after that. I woke up at 9 today. Wow. Yeah, then, I've been Youtubeing ever since, till now. Something's wrong with my facebook. ): &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/590908922525695088-4998649400015298501?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/4998649400015298501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=4998649400015298501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/4998649400015298501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/4998649400015298501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/heello.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-6895572983162782420</id><published>2010-05-19T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:02:53.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; " Life's like a Dick. It get's hard for no reason. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's kinda true, I got to say. Haha. Not like I know how a dick feels like. &lt;br /&gt;About school. It was raining in the morning and when we reached the bus stop, 15 was already there, so we took it. When we stopped, we had to walk in the drizzling rain. Fatimah kept complaining that she keeps stepping in puddles. Didn't listen to me, uh. Told her not to take 15. And for that, we had to climb those steps of the bridge to get to the other side, inside of crossing the road. -_- Uhhuh. So, first period was Geography. Damn you Geog. I fucking failed. I didn't like my marks. Well, I didn't think that I could pass but at least higher marks, please. I did try my best. :D Then, break for an hour. The timetable changed till Friday. Meaning we'll be going home at 1:15 pm Yeay.:) Then, we stayed in class and did nothing but crap. Soon, it was Maths. I failed that too. I seriously thought that I would at least be able get higher marks. But, asdfghjkl you paper. Damn it. Im gonna ask my mum to tuition. I dont fucking care. I just wanna pass my maths. Make me satisfied. We had assembly after that. Singalongs. How old do you think we are, 8? Got ready for Tennis after that. Service was what we did today. I liked it. :D Finsihed my 500 double feet skipping. :D Went back home after that. I took the same bus as Fckeruddin. :D Whee. Ok, tata. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-6895572983162782420?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/6895572983162782420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=6895572983162782420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/6895572983162782420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/6895572983162782420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/lifes-like-dick.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-1548296334485575925</id><published>2010-05-18T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T21:42:59.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I should be sleeping by this time since there's school tomorrow, but, my mum takes a long time to get out of the toilet, and I need my shower before I go to sleep, so, I needa wait. :D Universal Studios was frigging awesome. I frigging loved it. I can still feel myself screaming and shouting in the ride, at the Egyptian thingy. It was so scary. And the roller coaster was moving super fast that I couldn't even open my eyes. The second time I rode it, I said to myself, " I've been through this before. Just do what you did earlier. Breathe. You're not going to die. " Really. My sister thought she was dead. Haha. :D It was so awesome. And, very scary. When they say that it was fast, I never thought that fast. And to make it more scary, it was in the dark, so we couldn't see the tracks. Gosh. I still fill traumatized. The day was so hot and I was sweating like hell. And the end, it rained. But, that was when we already wanted to go home. But, we had to wait for a while cause, there was no shelter leading to the carpark. While waiting, we got to catch a show. Monster Rock. It was frigging awesome, too. :D It was about the Rocking, Legandary Monsters. Like, the Mummy, Dracula, Wolfman and Frankensein. &lt; was so hot. Really. He could even hiphop. Haha. :D So, after that, we went to take more photos and went into the shops. While going in and out, we got to take photos with, Woody the Woodpecker, Kung Fu Panda!, and, Frankenstein. &lt; scared the hell out of my sister. She was like, " Omg " when he was walking behind her. Apparently, he heard it and scared the crap out of her. Then, he was like covering his face. Hhahaha, so cute. :D Loved today. Thanks Mum. :D And, it was really like New York and Hollywood. Not like I've been there before, just like in the movies. I gotta love today, love today, love today! Hhahaha. :D I needa got to sleep now. School and tennis tomorrow. D: Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-1548296334485575925?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/1548296334485575925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=1548296334485575925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1548296334485575925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1548296334485575925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/heyya.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-1680678339298517387</id><published>2010-05-18T09:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T09:50:11.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Morning, yeah. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up around, 5 mintues to 7 am. So early. And the pill that I took made me so drowsy that I didn't wake up in the middle of the night. Wooh. :D Haha. So, now, I'm waiting for family members to get ready to go. Dad's taking Lyana right now. So, I've got nothing to do right now. I've not eaten breakfast so Im fucking hungry right now. Yes, so. I miss school badly. asdfghjkl see you guys later :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-1680678339298517387?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/1680678339298517387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=1680678339298517387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1680678339298517387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1680678339298517387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/morning-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-5939037144540674877</id><published>2010-05-17T19:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T19:20:25.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; " I'll wait forever &amp; a day for you. " &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. :) Well, I think that I didn't blog for the whole day. That's so weird of me. Yeah, so. It's coming to night. And it looks like it's going to rain. Rain heavily. I hope that there'll be no so loud thunder or lighting but I want the rain to continue 'till night. So, my aircon will produce cooler air. And, I'll be able to have a goodnights sleep. I didn't go to school today, cause, well, there wasn't school for me. I had nothing to do. What I did was, Facebook. Tumblr. Omegle. Hng. Youtube. Eat. Shower. TV. This. And, the same routine continues. What a life. So, I really miss school already. My phone's dead. I've got nothing to do. It's really dark and I'm the room with my sister and little brother. They couldn't careless to on the fucking lights. Oh, Gosh. Off to Sentosa tomorrow. :D Resort Island or Universal Studios. Either one. I don't know which. Hope that there'll not be much people and that the wether will be, not so hot. :D Ok, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-5939037144540674877?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/5939037144540674877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=5939037144540674877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5939037144540674877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5939037144540674877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/ill-wait-forever-day-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-1754433112036761813</id><published>2010-05-16T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T21:41:26.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-_1BpRO0qI/AAAAAAAAAs8/H6P9SVxBEgs/s1600/talk0h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-_1BpRO0qI/AAAAAAAAAs8/H6P9SVxBEgs/s320/talk0h.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471861480885244578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-_1BILtC4I/AAAAAAAAAs0/6Nk4sTy5U4c/s1600/mitchhewer6nr2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-_1BILtC4I/AAAAAAAAAs0/6Nk4sTy5U4c/s320/mitchhewer6nr2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471861472003689346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-_1A8jaN4I/AAAAAAAAAss/F5CYNkcsJz8/s1600/mitch+hewer%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-_1A8jaN4I/AAAAAAAAAss/F5CYNkcsJz8/s320/mitch+hewer%5B3%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471861468881893250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Hotness. I love you Maxxie. Ah, you so hot Mitch.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, isn't he? Some of you might not know him. But, whatever. He's fucking hot, as you can see. :D Last post for the night. Gosh, I've been rotting at home for 2 days. 2 straight days. Without even stepping out of the house. Miserable. It rained just now. I so love it. I love it when it rains at night. Its so cooling. And, my aircon works cooler. &lt;3 I feel like going to parkway for ice cream tomorrow. Anybody would like to join me? Universal Studios on Tuesday with Mummeh. I love her. You've got to love her. Hha. Ok, im going off to bed now. Byebye. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for helping Adillah. :D And, finally, I came online at the same time you did. &lt;br /&gt;I miss you, btw. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-1754433112036761813?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/1754433112036761813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=1754433112036761813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1754433112036761813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1754433112036761813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-hotness_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-_1BpRO0qI/AAAAAAAAAs8/H6P9SVxBEgs/s72-c/talk0h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-5052117409685063085</id><published>2010-05-16T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T21:41:25.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-_1BpRO0qI/AAAAAAAAAs8/H6P9SVxBEgs/s1600/talk0h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-_1BpRO0qI/AAAAAAAAAs8/H6P9SVxBEgs/s320/talk0h.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471861480885244578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-_1BILtC4I/AAAAAAAAAs0/6Nk4sTy5U4c/s1600/mitchhewer6nr2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-_1BILtC4I/AAAAAAAAAs0/6Nk4sTy5U4c/s320/mitchhewer6nr2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471861472003689346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-_1A8jaN4I/AAAAAAAAAss/F5CYNkcsJz8/s1600/mitch+hewer%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-_1A8jaN4I/AAAAAAAAAss/F5CYNkcsJz8/s320/mitch+hewer%5B3%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471861468881893250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Hotness. I love you Maxxie. Ah, you so hot Mitch.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, isn't he? Some of you might not know him. But, whatever. He's fucking hot, as you can see. :D Last post for the night. Gosh, I've been rotting at home for 2 days. 2 straight days. Without even stepping out of the house. Miserable. It rained just now. I so love it. I love it when it rains at night. Its so cooling. And, my aircon works cooler. &lt;3 I feel like going to parkway for ice cream tomorrow. Anybody would like to join me? Universal Studios on Tuesday with Mummeh. I love her. You've got to love her. Hha. Ok, im going off to bed now. Byebye. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for helping Adillah. :D And, finally, I came online at the same time you did. &lt;br /&gt;I miss you, btw. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-5052117409685063085?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/5052117409685063085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=5052117409685063085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5052117409685063085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5052117409685063085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-hotness.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-_1BpRO0qI/AAAAAAAAAs8/H6P9SVxBEgs/s72-c/talk0h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-218703169159222138</id><published>2010-05-16T13:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T13:40:42.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please don't be mad at me anymore. I don't know what to do. I don't even dare to give you a text message. But, whenever I see you, my heart pounds at the speed of a racing car. You cared more about me than my stupid, arrogant, self-centered, idiotic, very stupid, so stupid I'd like to give you a taste of my foot, dick ex-boyfriend. I madeyou feel down whenever I'm talking on the phone with you and suddenly I brought up the topic about him. I wasn't thinking about you. Cuz', that time I was crazy over him. I was oblivious to my surroundings. To you. You were the only one, who actually cared. With my girlfriends, ofcoz. But, gosh. You cheered me up and made me smile. You'll take me to school and alk me back even if I dind't ask you too. You made the effort to stop - when I told you too. You said that I understood you more than your teacher did. I told you goodnight. You replied, the same thing, with a I love you. You'll send me random text messages containing those 3 words. Im just so sorry about everything. Understand. At first, I thought that my life would be happier, more peaceful without you inside of it. Starting from when you stopped - me, I felt, so, -. I made you wait under my block for 1 hour. I gave an excuse that wasn't real. I made it up from sicknesses. Im so sorry. Kill me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-218703169159222138?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/218703169159222138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=218703169159222138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/218703169159222138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/218703169159222138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/please-dont-be-mad-at-me-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-1950130104909237009</id><published>2010-05-16T12:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T13:07:43.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It wasn't because I didn't want to tell you. &lt;br /&gt;It was because I didn't want you to know. &lt;br /&gt;I didn't want you to feel down and sad.&lt;br /&gt;Cause' I knew how much you liked me. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for staying up with me till 4am. &lt;br /&gt;I hope you understand. Come back, please.&lt;br /&gt;): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hello there. It's 12:59 pm. I've not taken my morning shower, yet. Call me a lazy pig. I don't care.  Yeah, so. Yesterday night, when I was falling asleep, I forgot that I had chewing gum inside my mouth. So, I woke up in the middle of the night. And realized that it was already inside of me. I drank water and went back to sleep. :D Haha. Yes. My little brother woke up very early. He came into my room, woke me up and said, " Hiiii. " Tsk. Yeah, so. I've got nothing to do. I don't feel like showering yet. Me, my sister and my aunt are the only ones at home. The rest went to the market and out. I feel like eating Ice Kachang. Dang it. It's getting really hot outside. But, the coulds are blocking bits of the sun. So, I guess that's alright. I need to go out. I've not nothing to do. My sister just told me that &lt;u&gt;Men Play Netball. &lt;/u&gt; Did you see that ?  &lt;font size="3"&gt;Netball. Men. Play.&lt;/font&gt; Isn't that just weird. It looks at though they're playing basketball. They've got the vids on youtube. Go see for youself, yeah. I think that this post is enough. :D Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-1950130104909237009?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/1950130104909237009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=1950130104909237009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1950130104909237009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1950130104909237009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-wasnt-because-i-didnt-want-to-tell.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-7083819510571695846</id><published>2010-05-15T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T19:15:40.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg, my hands are itching like crazy. Damn you animals. I got my sleep. Damn shiok. :) I really need a new pair of school shoes. And, my aprents are not at home. Why. Cause they went out while I was sleeping. I miss school already. Especially pri. Omg, girls. Where are you. Only got contacted to some. Mwuahahaha. I miss that motherfuckingkaninacheebaifuckingdick who broke my heart. :D Haha. Now, he's a friend. Tsk. :) I so bored. I've been tumblin' and been viewing people's blog since just now. I've been listening to Gives You Hell &amp; Hello ; &lt;i&gt;Glee Covers&lt;/i&gt; ; for an hour already. How lame can I get. No one online. Ah, dangit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-7083819510571695846?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/7083819510571695846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=7083819510571695846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7083819510571695846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7083819510571695846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/omg-my-hands-are-itching-like-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-2848787693035260601</id><published>2010-05-15T12:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T12:57:44.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-4oSFVXS9I/AAAAAAAAAsk/nqY3ce6RfYU/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-4oSFVXS9I/AAAAAAAAAsk/nqY3ce6RfYU/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471354888436272082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-4oRf8A69I/AAAAAAAAAsc/p_Z_GHSlCdk/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-4oRf8A69I/AAAAAAAAAsc/p_Z_GHSlCdk/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471354878397836242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished showering and that's how my hair looks like right now. :D I like. Haha. Today is sucha bore. I feel like going to the beach. Cycle. Maybe with Sarah on Monday. :) Sooo, I chatted with Hariz. &lt;Hu&gt;Hariz.&lt;/u&gt; Long time no see that short dude. Haha. Im seriously so bored. My sister's not at home so I have no one to kacau. ): My brother's sick, so. I can't do anything with him. Oh, yeah. I got a formspring. I'll do the thingy later. I like it when it rains but the sky is still bright. That's so nice. :) While I was jogging just now, there was a fcuking frog rebeb-ing in front of me. Like, make way, big eyes. That isn't your dad pathway. I was like, " HIDAYAHHH, THERE'S A FROG !! " Then, I ran. Heh. Finished my jog. I am seriously so bored. It seems so quite outside my room. Hmm. Ok, stopping here. Bye. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-2848787693035260601?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/2848787693035260601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=2848787693035260601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/2848787693035260601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/2848787693035260601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-just-finished-showering-and-thats-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-4oSFVXS9I/AAAAAAAAAsk/nqY3ce6RfYU/s72-c/DSC_0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-5367015325215753176</id><published>2010-05-15T09:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T09:36:48.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-36OD7-ekI/AAAAAAAAAsU/OZnpCq1nowY/s1600/tumblr_l2dymkVZl31qa1zrxo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-36OD7-ekI/AAAAAAAAAsU/OZnpCq1nowY/s320/tumblr_l2dymkVZl31qa1zrxo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471304241806998082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this just awesome ? I could really use this. I'll bring it where ever I go. HAHA! :D This is, just, way to heavenly type. K, so, right now, my grandma is asking me to talk to anyone I know when I see them. Like, my neighbours. She's telling me to say hi or ask how they're doing. I'm not that type. im shy granny. Sorry, yeah. The least I'll do is smile and shake hands. :D Yes. That's all. In need of shoes and a brown bag. D: Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-5367015325215753176?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/5367015325215753176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=5367015325215753176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5367015325215753176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5367015325215753176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/isnt-this-just-awesome-i-could-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-36OD7-ekI/AAAAAAAAAsU/OZnpCq1nowY/s72-c/tumblr_l2dymkVZl31qa1zrxo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-440227505890196628</id><published>2010-05-15T08:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T09:00:17.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-3wMQDFeaI/AAAAAAAAAr8/sUqMXQBkdos/s1600/Photo-0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-3wMQDFeaI/AAAAAAAAAr8/sUqMXQBkdos/s320/Photo-0009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471293215582026146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Hidayah ♥ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-3wNEFrJPI/AAAAAAAAAsM/EzvW_mx1jMY/s1600/Photo-0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-3wNEFrJPI/AAAAAAAAAsM/EzvW_mx1jMY/s320/Photo-0007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471293229551527154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khairi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-3wMsFZUsI/AAAAAAAAAsE/-92P7AMYfE0/s1600/Photo-0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-3wMsFZUsI/AAAAAAAAAsE/-92P7AMYfE0/s320/Photo-0008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471293223107908290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dzul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, was, bleugh. Went to pick up mum from work and some of her friends, well six of them, tagged along. All of us went to the cage. We reached there, and there was this Kid who looked like Justin Bieber, JB I tell you. He's sooo cute. Mum says that he's one of the boss's son. !@#$%^&amp;*() Cuteness. His hair was, exactly the same. He did the hair thingy while he was playing soccer. Gosh. And, he almost scored a goal. But the goalkeeper was so big. Yeah. So, I still like him though. Then, my brother vomitted. So, we had to go. We went to the clinic. Ten back home. We didn't go back. Soon, I found out that he was a 7 - 10 year old kid from my mum. Wow. Awesome, huh? He still so cute. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up in the morning feeling like P. Diddy. My 5:45 am alarm woke me up. Luckily, yeah. :D Hidayah sent me a text message already. Got ready, met her downstairs. we walked to ubi. Then met the dudes. Natashah didn't come. D: So, we jogged first. I was happy with the way I jogged today. I only stopped like about, 3 times &amp; It's bigger than 2.4 km yo. :D That's good. So, 7 11 was after that. Lepaked with them. I took the pictures, the ones up there. Sorry If you couldn't see. My phone's quality ain't so good. Yeah. They didn't know that I snapped photos of them. Even Hidayah. :D Yeah, so. My foot is hurting right now. Cause I think that my foot has grown and my shoe is getting smaller. I need a new pair of school shoes. I'll buy converse. Easy. :) Ok, tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-440227505890196628?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/440227505890196628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=440227505890196628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/440227505890196628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/440227505890196628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/hidayah-khairi-dzul-morning-d-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-3wMQDFeaI/AAAAAAAAAr8/sUqMXQBkdos/s72-c/Photo-0009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-3311604959172140336</id><published>2010-05-14T11:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T11:08:21.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;THANK YOU NATASHAH ♥ &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya, best. Thank you for helping :D Heh. Yes, so, this one's for you, k. See you later. :D &lt;br /&gt;Thanks to her for helping me send the blogskin codes. I'm seriously already so pissed with Mac for not letting me download blogskins. If it would, I wouldn't have to trouble everybody online to help me send the codes. Damn you, laptop. But, i still like it, though. :D So, I kinda like this one. Changed my tagboard to. To blend in. I'm so hungry. I've not eaten breakfast. I kinda want Macs, but, the nearest one is at Paya lebar. -_- Ok, maybe later. Okok, I think im gonna eat. Tatas. Of to Nat's later. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Natashah :D &lt;br /&gt;I love you Hidayah :D &lt;br /&gt;I love you Adillah :D &lt;br /&gt;I love you Raudhah :D &lt;br /&gt;I love you Halimatul :D &lt;br /&gt;I love you Adlin :D &lt;br /&gt;I love you Atiqah :D &lt;br /&gt;I love myself, Masitho :D &lt;br /&gt;Ok. Byeszxs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-3311604959172140336?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/3311604959172140336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=3311604959172140336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/3311604959172140336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/3311604959172140336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/thank-you-natashah-love-ya-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-7435683418125301441</id><published>2010-05-13T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T19:32:30.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my sister's beside me and its kinda awkward to tell you guys about what happened to do. Oh, well. Right after my exam paper, which ended at 8:30 am, I went back home with Liyana. I got back home and changed. I met Hidayah at the interchange and off we went to Plaza Singapura. We went to buy the tickets first then we went for breakfast at Long John Silver. Both of us ate Egg &amp; Cheese. it was kinda nice. And the bread was huge. Hidd was laughing all the way, as usual. :D Made our way up to the Cinema after that. Had to wait outside for a while cause the person didn't let us in cause it wasn't time yet. -_- Once he did, we got our seats. The cinema was small. V small. Smaller than CS. So, watched the movie with laughter and tears. Well, the tears came when the movie was ending. When the dad died. So, I told you guys what happened in the end. :D It's a good movie, I recommend you guys to watch it. It was awesome. And Liam was kinda hot. :P He plays Volleyball. What dude, who has sixpacks and plays volleyball isn't hot. Tell me. :D After that, we had no where to go, so we went into the interchange and got in the train. We ended up going to Paya lebar to buy Macs for my sister and a smoothie for myself. Took 21 home. I had to walk in the rain, with macs, a smoothie and my phone in my hand. :D Haha. Yes, I slept for a while when I reached home. Then, when I woke up, people in the living room were watching The Curious Case of Benjamin Button. Then, now this. That's all. Bye. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; i had fun, Hidayah. :D &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-7435683418125301441?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/7435683418125301441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=7435683418125301441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7435683418125301441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7435683418125301441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-4479254222938953009</id><published>2010-05-13T09:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T09:20:37.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Morning babies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why am I nit in school ? Cause u already returned. What the heck. Going to school for less than hour just to sit for an examination paper. Cmon, they could seriously have done it on the same day as we took our oral. Like the chienese students and that's why they didn't have to go to school today. So, whatever la.gonna get ready soon to meet hidayah at the interchange and off to plaza sing to watch the last song. Wipeeeee. I like. Heh, ok. Have a fun day at home or wherever you are, dudes. Happy short hols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-4479254222938953009?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/4479254222938953009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=4479254222938953009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/4479254222938953009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/4479254222938953009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/morning-babies.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-7444812781205190197</id><published>2010-05-12T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T17:02:19.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can make your bedrock. :D</title><content type='html'>Current favorite song is Billionaire and Bedrock. :D Well, this is my second post. I've got nothing much to say. Just felt like typing. So, I was texting Hid and Atiqah and Mummeh. Then, I stopped replying. :) Well, my mum didn't reply to my text message. D: Always like tt. Haiya. So, my runny nose is getting more and moe irritating. I bought Milk Tea, even though my nose is in this condition. I didn't give a fcuk. But at the same this, I felt really bad cause I wanted to get well early. And that thought came to my mind right after I finished drinking the whole cup. Uh-huh. I kind of miss school. Primary and Secondary. Both of them rocks. Hidayah says that " Wear a dress tomorrow, uh " Haha. Yez, baby. :D I'm so effing bored right now. And, I don't know what to do. Hahahahh, Guess What! I'm still in my uniform. :D Not full uniform. Just my white t-shirt. And it's so hot to be wearing it. But, it's good for me cause I need to get rid of my fever. It comes at certain times. Like right now, I don't think that I'm having it, but I still got to eat my meds. Every morning, when I wake up, well, mornings when I'm sick, like these past few mornings, I'll be walking like I'm made out of wood cuz' of my heavy head. And when I'm in the shower, I can just sit down on the floor, it's clean, and like, get wet. Yes, that's me. I'm kinda weird. So, I posted this video on my facebook wall that my sister posted on her wall that she got it from one of her friends. It's getting crazy. If you're on of my friends on Facebook, go check it out. It's seriously, crazeh. I don't like Miley Cyrus, people. I'm sorry, but I just don't like her. But, I like her songs, of course. Like the new one, Can't Be Tamed, yeah, that one's pretty nice. But, I still don't like her. Sorry, Miley Cyrus fans. I gone. Loads more to catch! I don't like going to school alone! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-7444812781205190197?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/7444812781205190197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=7444812781205190197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7444812781205190197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/7444812781205190197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-can-make-your-bedrock-d.html' title='I can make your bedrock. :D'/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-6918601585076338042</id><published>2010-05-12T13:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T13:59:21.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would take it as today was my last paper cause there's nothing to study for LC. Just dig yours ears, concentrate, rad the questions properly and you'll be fine. Yes, so. Dad sent me and Fatimah to school today, cause I was having major headaches. So, yes. The Maths Paper was quite hard, man. I was sneezing all the way. I didn't make it loud cause I didn't want to disturb the others. How considerate of me. Then, after tt, went to Macs to have, " breakfast. " Had fun. :D Then, went to PP then to Library and then back home. Pictures were taken. &lt;a hrf="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2043611&amp;id=1190900847&amp;ref=mf"&gt;Here's the link if you wanna see em'&lt;/a&gt;. It took such a long time to upload the picz. Well, did it for Eisyah. :D Haha. I'll be going to school alone tomorrow. D: So sad. So so sad. Ok, tt's all. Ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-6918601585076338042?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/6918601585076338042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=6918601585076338042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/6918601585076338042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/6918601585076338042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/heyall.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-6653197964168195276</id><published>2010-05-11T15:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T15:47:48.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thankkyou Audi. :D I didn't meant to say that you're slow. Heh. He found out. And I thought that he didn't know my blog url. It looks like it's going to rain with all the thunder and lighting going on, here at my place. Freaks me out. And guess what, I've not started on my revision yet. Ok, I'll be, after this post. My headache is making my head so heavy. Dang. I'll stop here. Parkway is on tomorrow with friends. :D Make it, please. Ok, tata. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a quick look at my tumblr ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinkcats.tumblr.com"&gt;Here, baby.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-6653197964168195276?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/6653197964168195276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=6653197964168195276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/6653197964168195276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/6653197964168195276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/thankkyou-audi.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-3148583015326866751</id><published>2010-05-11T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T15:24:01.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me blogskin will be changed in a bit. :D &lt;br /&gt;Audi, you so slow. Tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-3148583015326866751?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/3148583015326866751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=3148583015326866751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/3148583015326866751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/3148583015326866751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/me-blogskin-will-be-changed-in-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-5348720164221095775</id><published>2010-05-11T13:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T15:40:51.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyyaw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been saying word since yesterday. :) I had Mt oral today. Went out and met them. Reached school like about nine. Yeah, then we had to wait a while before our exam actually started. So while waiting, we did loads of shit. So, time went and my turn was up. It wasn't easy for me cause, well, as you all know, I'm having a runny nose here so when I read, I got to make the sound whenever I wanna prevent my snob from coming out. It's torturing, really. After that, I ate at the school canteen. Then, we went to the bubble tea shop and I saw Adilas. Apparently he keeps calling me anjing. When was walking into xebec elven, I already saw him before he saw me. So, he was so slow and when he called anjing, I turned, he happily showing off to his friends that he could call me a dog and think that I will look back. Wow. I slipper your face, eh. Then, we went to the library. Had nothing much to do, so I went back soon after with Sarah. Think that I'll rest a while before starting math revision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-5348720164221095775?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/5348720164221095775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=5348720164221095775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5348720164221095775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5348720164221095775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/heyyaw.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-3783983298482867466</id><published>2010-05-10T07:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T07:38:03.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goodmorning :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's too early in the morning. I don't even think that my classmates are awake at this time. Well, I don't think that I would be too. It's my sister's fault. She was getting ready to go to school, so, she switched on the light. So, yes. I couldn't sleep with the lights on. I used to be able too. :) Heh. I'm kind of panic-ing. I'm not sure wether I'm suppose to be at home or not. Ok, I just checked. I'm not suppose to be there, :D Woh, safe. I think I had fun yesterday. We left the house like about 5. Pinked up sister and grandma. Off to ViVo we went after tt. We ate at Earle Swensens. There wasn't much people there. Good, uh. Most of the food there had herbs inside of it. The only thing that didn't, I think the only, was Fish n' Chips. Exactly what I ordered. So, we ate. Eateateat. I felt bored and I was the first one to finish eating, as well as sister. So, we walked around. I kept admiring the Vans shops that was right in front of Earle S. I practically jumped up when I saw it. :D It's awesome shit. So, we went into Diva. There was a frigging sale. A SALE I TELL YOU. AND I DIDN'T BRING MY MONEY. ASDFGHJK. So we went walking. After they finished eating, we went walking again, then went back home. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired. Im caught up with a runny nose and cough. Thanks to my sister. FINGERING YOU. &lt;br /&gt;Ok, might as well study for Math,&lt;br /&gt;Baaai. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-3783983298482867466?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/3783983298482867466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=3783983298482867466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/3783983298482867466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/3783983298482867466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/goodmorning-d-well-its-too-early-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-8102784067506835685</id><published>2010-05-09T08:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T08:10:32.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haaaaaluu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY MOTHERS DAY :D So, stayed up like about 10 - 11 to do the mothers day thingy. Not done yet but, gonna continue later. :) Dad says that we'll be having lunch later @ Swensens, Airport. Tsk. In all the places, airport. Admiring the plames, much. But he says that if we go to other places, it'll be crowded cuz' today is Mum's day. So, yeah. Airport would be kinda nice. :) Lyana will be following. So, yep. :) I woke up like about 7. asdfghjkl I need to learn to wake up late, seriously. I always wake up early in the morning. Tsk. Masitho, Masitho. :) Ok, tata. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun celebrating mum's day! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-8102784067506835685?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/8102784067506835685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=8102784067506835685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/8102784067506835685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/8102784067506835685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/haaaaaluu.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-1214221315683428533</id><published>2010-05-08T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T20:40:48.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-VZXIp31cI/AAAAAAAAArs/TBdG2cyPbLo/s1600/tumblr_l23ozjTrYz1qze87po1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-VZXIp31cI/AAAAAAAAArs/TBdG2cyPbLo/s320/tumblr_l23ozjTrYz1qze87po1_500.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468875576506308034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think that when he was walking back, he looked gay. Edward Gay Cullen. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that today was alright, despite the hot sun. &amp;, even though we didn't do much but eat, well yeah, it was alright. Headed to Arab St to eat at Hjh Maimunah. As usual, the place there was so crowded, I almost got lost. Not really, but it was seriously so crowded. I had what I wanted. And it was so nice. After I ate, I went back into the car. So, there was this old man who was asking people for money and he will always be standing around 8 metres away from our car. And, it was so scary. I always wondered what I would do if he came knocking on the car window. So scary. Headed back home after tt. Watched a movie half way then comp-ed. My life is so miserable. Then, sent mum to Mandarin Hotel for her thingy. Then went back home. Before tt, got Ice Kachang, Wooh, shiok uh. :) I've just finished showering and now, this. Chatting with Audi. Seems like he's got problems. ): Hahhaha. I miss Adillah, Natty, Hiddy, Rauudhahh, Adlin &amp; Mutu. A lot. D: Like, fuckinglot. ASDFGHJKL. Meet. Meet. Please. Please. D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys so effing much, yknow. Bleugh. Where'd you peeple gone to? Haiyos. &lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've been sleepy at a very early time. Like, now! &lt;br /&gt;Hhahahaha. :) &lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's enough. Byebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audi, fucker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-1214221315683428533?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/1214221315683428533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=1214221315683428533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1214221315683428533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/1214221315683428533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-seriously-think-that-when-he-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-VZXIp31cI/AAAAAAAAArs/TBdG2cyPbLo/s72-c/tumblr_l23ozjTrYz1qze87po1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-4562476485789984019</id><published>2010-05-08T09:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T09:53:16.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm seriously so bored right now and the first thing that hit my mind was blogger. Here I am now, spilling out crap. Automatic is on MTV now. It's so addicting, God. The singer has the most freaky hair ever. And in the music vidoe, there's like, clones on Ironman. For real, yaw. The sun is out, looks like it's going to shine all day. Singapore getting so so hot. It gets hotter by day. One day, I swear we'll be so black that when we're in a dark room, the only thing you can see is our white eyes and teeth. News said that there's a hole in the O'Zone layer. Getting bigger, woah. Big shocker there uh. But there's good &amp; bad news too, So, maybe you guys can go to check it out. Does anyone even read my blog ?! Im seriously sucha loser. I need a friend? Hha. I have them. Facebook is changing. It has changed like a lot. Everything is so diff. What the fuck is " LIKE " ?! Where's " Becoma a Fan " ?! I like the old one better. My little brother's awake but he's not getting out of the room. ): I wanna go out. Well, yeah. Family will be going out later for lunch at someplace. I don't know if that's just it or we'll be going to other places after tt. Ok, the 16 &amp; Pregnant advert is fucking irritating. Especially the song they use. Omg, shutt he fuck up already. Man's with huge stomachs just don't suit. It's so hot. ASDFGHJKL SINGAPORE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't walk naked in our house. We'll have to pay a fine. Yes, that's true. &lt;br /&gt;In Singapore, you can’t walk in YOUR OWN HOUSE naked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you could, but you’d be facing a possible $1,136 fine. If that sounds bad, wait until you see the cost of selling chewing gum. If you’re caught either selling or manufacturing gum in Singapore you’re looking at a fine of $5,600…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SEE. OMG, singapore. Tsk. But, who would. Ok, so. I think I've spill enough crap here. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-4562476485789984019?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/4562476485789984019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=4562476485789984019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/4562476485789984019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/4562476485789984019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-seriously-so-bored-right-now-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-648912301481870331</id><published>2010-05-08T08:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T09:03:11.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;What am I gonna do when the best part of me was always you? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning loves. Saturday morning, huh? This is awesome. Though my sleep wasn't that nice, I still had a bit of it. Pretty good. Ok, so. I couldn't sleep last night cuz' my sister was screaming onto the phone abt some shit. Ah, fuck, right. So, tomorrow is &lt;u&gt;Mother's Day. :)&lt;/u&gt; What have you guys got in sotre for your Mama's ? Hahah. My photo printer isn't working, how crappy is tt ? Plan ruined. Well, I guess I'll just buy her roses and a card. :) That should do it. I can feel a sense of freedom right now. Kinda. :) No school 'till Tuesday. Then it'll be Maths paper 2 and Malay listening. Then, freedom. :) Wow. I've got plans with girls. (Y) It's morning and i'm hungry, anyone else? I'll find food. Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-648912301481870331?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/648912301481870331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=648912301481870331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/648912301481870331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/648912301481870331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-am-i-gonna-do-when-best-part-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-8854641228735652946</id><published>2010-05-07T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T17:15:04.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-PY475_65I/AAAAAAAAArk/Or8kQYQLgPE/s1600/tumblr_l21jxfoaFs1qbdnvro1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-PY475_65I/AAAAAAAAArk/Or8kQYQLgPE/s320/tumblr_l21jxfoaFs1qbdnvro1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468452845223144338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; This looks so delicious. Yummy. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had my Science paper today. It was alright, not to easy, not to hard. :) There won't be any school for four days, includes the weekends. Right now I'm super hungry. Aren't I'm always like tt? Those cookies are so, asdfghjkl. I feel like going out, but, where, with who, when? Yes, blank. I've got nothing much to say so, I'll talk crap. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, wait! Mrs Yap said that our Geography exam was so badly done. I bet it. I so hate it. I mean like, it's about Crustal Plates, Countries of the earth, It's geog. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kkbye. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-8854641228735652946?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/8854641228735652946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=8854641228735652946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/8854641228735652946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/8854641228735652946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-looks-so-delicious.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-PY475_65I/AAAAAAAAArk/Or8kQYQLgPE/s72-c/tumblr_l21jxfoaFs1qbdnvro1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-3928778253209557476</id><published>2010-05-06T12:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T12:16:48.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-JAwHqMgGI/AAAAAAAAArc/qZ4pcYi-UBE/s1600/JYwy07fTCpewfzrbGUFaJXHio1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-JAwHqMgGI/AAAAAAAAArc/qZ4pcYi-UBE/s320/JYwy07fTCpewfzrbGUFaJXHio1_500.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468004093015130210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so hungry. I swear. No one's at home and I'm so lazy to check the kitchen for food. But, I seriously am very hungry. I had &lt;u&gt;Geography&lt;/u&gt; just now. Can you believe it? I actually did Geography. WOW. That's just, wow. Its now 12:10 pm. It feels so nice to be at home by the afternoon. Actually, i got home arounf 10. That's more awesome. The sun in shining, the wing is blowing. A good day to be at the beach, but for me, stuck with Science textbooks. Im so asdfghjkl right now. I just found out that I had tiny little dots on my hands and it seems like it's coming after my arm too. It's scaring me, like for real. I need to get something, so that It'll not be so visible. It's so small. Tomorrow will be Science. I think that this years' exam papers are way better than PSLE. Even though I don't understand much, yeah, it's better ((: I want ICE KACHANG! )): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY GRANDMA! , Well, it was yesterday. ((: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it was her birthday yesterday. Celebrated at Aunts house. Went back home late, and I felt so sleepy in the morning that when I was showering, I closed my eyes, and almost fell. Wow, thanks Mum. Byebye. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-3928778253209557476?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/3928778253209557476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=3928778253209557476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/3928778253209557476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/3928778253209557476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-so-hungry.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S-JAwHqMgGI/AAAAAAAAArc/qZ4pcYi-UBE/s72-c/JYwy07fTCpewfzrbGUFaJXHio1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-4930627818650322270</id><published>2010-05-04T12:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T13:05:18.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font colour="sky blue"&gt;I miss my primary school friends ):&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I suddenly come up with this topic? Well, I really miss them, first of all. And, I've not been talking to some of my bestest for some time now. Well, it's not that I don't want to. I just feel like, there's akawrdness. I really miss the good old times where we can talk about anything, anywhere. When, stupid guys will be chasing us around, and we'll be like, what the fuck and everything. Remember the time when AMIN, wanted something from us? We ran, 'till we reached the field and sat at the table there. I wouldn't call that fun, but, those time just got us coming closer. Now, I feel like some of us are drifting apart, yknow. Promised, that we'll always be together, even got that blog. Butt, well. Sometimes, it's hard. Ah, crap. Nevermind. (: bye.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-4930627818650322270?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/4930627818650322270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=4930627818650322270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/4930627818650322270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/4930627818650322270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-miss-my-primary-school-friends-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-6265608522680540888</id><published>2010-05-04T12:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T12:33:57.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S9-gSJen-OI/AAAAAAAAArU/1Pgyn4jRMy8/s1600/tumblr_l1qsd3ZHOv1qbt5pto1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S9-gSJen-OI/AAAAAAAAArU/1Pgyn4jRMy8/s320/tumblr_l1qsd3ZHOv1qbt5pto1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467264706293528802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I do. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello hello everyone. Well, it's just 12 and I'm already back from school. I like going back from school early. It's so peaceful and when I board the bus, there'll be no one inside. Isn't that so awesome? I actually reached home about 10, almost 11. Yeah, awesome shitty much. Maths paper was today. I don't wanna talk about it. It's, bleugh. I've been listening to Lady Gaga songs. But only, I heard them &lt;u&gt;backwards&lt;/u&gt;. It's superly-duperly freaky. I swear, it is. It's like some kind of chant. Well, rumour says that she worships satan. But, I'm not so sure wether that's true. So, I did some research and still don't know the answer. Yep, it's GAGA we're talking about, alright. Ok, so. (: Tomorrow will be Literature. There's nothing much to study for lit, so I'll use today to study for Geography. Gosh,  God, let me pass. Please. Ok, I have nothing more to say. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Goodluck to everyone, again for your upcoming exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, and, scratch that Literature exam that I said in the previous post, it was suppose to be Math. (: Ignore this if you don't know what I'm talking about. (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-6265608522680540888?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/6265608522680540888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=6265608522680540888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/6265608522680540888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/6265608522680540888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-know-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S9-gSJen-OI/AAAAAAAAArU/1Pgyn4jRMy8/s72-c/tumblr_l1qsd3ZHOv1qbt5pto1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-3954911949531441603</id><published>2010-05-03T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T13:11:27.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's raining, man. I love it. It's been really hot these past few days and now, it's raining. Wow. I love God. So, hello everyone. I hope that people are awake. It's a holiday today but school will start tomorrow with exams. I'll be having Literature paper tomorrow. I'm done reading Adeline Yen Mah. It's a very good story, though. I wonder how old she's now. Yep, so. I've got nothing to do and I have not taken my shower even though it's 1 pm in the afternoon already. I shall after this. I can smell my grandmother's cooking from where I am, and that is inside the room. My tummy's grumbling already. My internet connection is acting like a pure bitch right now. It's so slow. I actually watched the first few parts of Wizard of Oz just now. It's been a long time since I watched that movie. And all I wanted to see was Dorothy killing the witch. Then getting the Red Ruby shoes. Oh, that's so nice. I miss watching old movies and tv shows too. TV shows these days suck. Bring it back to old times, for a day or two, maybe. That would be so nice, seriously. Ok, well. I've got nothing else in mind to say so I shall end my post here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best of luck to everyone taking their exams tomorrow!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye! &lt;br /&gt;Love, Masitho. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-3954911949531441603?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/3954911949531441603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=3954911949531441603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/3954911949531441603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/3954911949531441603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-raining-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-8347817684998826461</id><published>2010-05-02T22:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T22:30:55.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I come with peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really sleepy right now but, I just can't sleep. Well, maybe after doing this one last post for the day, I will. I've been thinking a lot lately about things that are going through my mind. Some of it, are, well, undescribeable. Does that even exist in the dictionary? Yeah, well. Sometimes before I go to sleep, I'll just lay in bed, thinking about things before my eyes shut and go to dreamland. Enough already. I'm happy that my grandmother's &amp; maid's fav tv show is ending soon. Just another episode and it's done. Yes, finally. It's been around half a year now and I am sick of listening to the same voices of people acting, screaming, just talking every single tuesday, saturay and sunday night. It's killing me, seriously. I need a bigger room. Not because I want it. I need it. I need more space to put all my books. The things that are keeping my room small is mostly my grandmothers' things. She put's everything in here. You guys should see her room. There's hardly any floor anymore. Everything is all over the place. Basically, everyone needs space. And I need mine. Especially during this time of my life. There's a lot of things that I'll be going through, maybe. My mind is going blank and my eyes are half shut. I shall stop here and shall continue tomorrow morning when I'm already awake and ready to blog. &lt;u&gt;Good Night readers &amp;  Sweet Dreams. Wak up tomorrow morning, telling God thank you for letting you live your life another day, &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I end with peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-8347817684998826461?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/8347817684998826461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=8347817684998826461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/8347817684998826461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/8347817684998826461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-come-with-peace.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-425585480453911850</id><published>2010-05-02T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T20:32:17.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S91uiLu0ZwI/AAAAAAAAArM/YhPDfWgeErE/s1600/1258494501_cory_monteith_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S91uiLu0ZwI/AAAAAAAAArM/YhPDfWgeErE/s320/1258494501_cory_monteith_lg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466647056241420034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cory Monteith &lt;br /&gt;So cute, (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seriously is cute, don't you think ? Hahaha. (: And seriously tall too. Or it's just us who's short. I've been listening too True Colours since morning. Ok, so. Went out with family to Sempang Bedok. Had so called lunch there. I got my Kway Teow. It's been ages since I ate that. Delicious. After everyone was done, went to Shop n Save for a while to buy things. Sent aunt back home after that, then we went back home. Now, this. (: True Colours, again. I couldn't seem to download it. ): I'm going to try. Again. And again. Hidayah asked me to follow her to the library tomorrow to self study. With her, (: That sounds fun, But, nevermind. (: Cory Monteith is really cute. Ok, tata. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Alatas, if you seriously keep on irritating Nadia, you can seriously just fuck off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-425585480453911850?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/425585480453911850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=425585480453911850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/425585480453911850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/425585480453911850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/cory-monteith-so-cute-he-seriously-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S91uiLu0ZwI/AAAAAAAAArM/YhPDfWgeErE/s72-c/1258494501_cory_monteith_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-2564335600369319962</id><published>2010-05-02T12:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T12:29:28.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I felt sad because I &lt;br /&gt;realized that once people are broken&lt;br /&gt;in certain ways, they can't ever be &lt;br /&gt;fixed and this is something nobody &lt;br /&gt;ever tells you when you are young and&lt;br /&gt;it never fails to surprise you as you&lt;br /&gt;grow older and you see the people in&lt;br /&gt;your life break one by one. You&lt;br /&gt;wonder when your turn is going to be,&lt;br /&gt;or if it's already happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello darlingszxs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in the morning. Early in the morning, and now it's already 12 &amp; I have not showered yet. I'll be later. Soon, after I finish ths post. So, I spent my morning watching glee episodes, since it was on Star World. Then, now here. I've been active since just now but was doing some adjustments to my blog. I made a new playlists and redo-ed my bio. (: Texting some people, but now they're all not replying my texts ): There'll be no school tomorrow, isn't that awesome. I had a great sleep last night. Shiok. Ok, that is all. I'll be going out for lunch later with my family. More photos, I hope. I'll shower now, baibai. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-2564335600369319962?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/2564335600369319962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=2564335600369319962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/2564335600369319962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/2564335600369319962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-then-i-felt-sad-because-i-realized.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-610253869581754450</id><published>2010-05-01T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T23:49:25.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S9xNRZUnAnI/AAAAAAAAArE/PlDAjdhyKnc/s1600/CSC_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S9xNPJeCXRI/AAAAAAAAAqk/cKRfi_35b7c/s320/DSC_0172.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466328970356219154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S9xMeRDI1cI/AAAAAAAAAqc/yHtfhezp2DQ/s1600/DSC_0175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S9xMeRDI1cI/AAAAAAAAAqc/yHtfhezp2DQ/s320/DSC_0175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466328130577290690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S9xMdrO3iwI/AAAAAAAAAqU/EMf3woStl-c/s1600/DSC_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S9xMdrO3iwI/AAAAAAAAAqU/EMf3woStl-c/s320/DSC_0173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466328120425941762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S9xMdFyyYoI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Y8lBsy2bdws/s1600/DSC_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S9xMdFyyYoI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Y8lBsy2bdws/s320/DSC_0176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466328110376051330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S9xMcpBLReI/AAAAAAAAAqE/E9MeHWycqek/s1600/DSC_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S9xMcpBLReI/AAAAAAAAAqE/E9MeHWycqek/s320/DSC_0177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466328102651774434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S9xMcIJeb0I/AAAAAAAAAp8/CobCOPFCMaM/s1600/DSC_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S9xMcIJeb0I/AAAAAAAAAp8/CobCOPFCMaM/s320/DSC_0122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466328093828214594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres loads more but I'm already so sleepy and there's a lot of em'. Sorry. Goodbye. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-610253869581754450?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/610253869581754450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=610253869581754450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/610253869581754450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/610253869581754450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/theres-loads-more-but-im-already-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1o04y7PqkU/S9xNRZUnAnI/AAAAAAAAArE/PlDAjdhyKnc/s72-c/CSC_0132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-5235815740034856754</id><published>2010-05-01T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T23:42:06.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im a Nikon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading Adeline Yen Mah on the table, I was sitting, cross legged on the table, then I headed for the bed. Once my head touches the pillow, I fell asleep. Fuyoh, I had a damn shiok sleep. Until, my aunt woke me up and told me to get ready. The family was going out, so I got to follow. They were going for their jog at East Coast. I go ready, freshen up and everything then off we went. We got a spot. The beach was filled with banglas, indians end everything black. Im totally serious. They were other races too, but , OH MAN, Indians won it. Mum went off to jog with dad and aunt. I had nothing to do but snap photographs of everything around me, including random people. It was a weird feeling, receiving back a stare. So, aunt bought Onion Rings on the way back ((: Got back home and felt sleepy and all but stayed awake until now to watch Susuk. And now, I'm not watching it. Only got the first parts. I don't think I'll continue watching anymore. I'll head off to my bed soon after I upload photos. (: Ok, goodnight all. Sweat Dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/590908922525695088-5235815740034856754?l=hot-lights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/feeds/5235815740034856754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=590908922525695088&amp;postID=5235815740034856754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5235815740034856754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/590908922525695088/posts/default/5235815740034856754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hot-lights.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-nikon.html' title=''/><author><name>Masitho C:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07415864412811111545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-590908922525695088.post-1869722503886282274</id><published>2010-05-01T10:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T10:41:44.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello hello baby, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was pretty awesome. Went out for dinner with mum, dad, sister and brother at Swensens. There was this maid from a family who was qu-ing infront of us &amp; she kept looking back at my sister. Freakishly irritating and annoying. We talked about her, but we weren't sure wether she understood it. And the daughters of the family, they were like, so kpo. My dad was using the ipad to book tickets for something, then one of them went behind his back and tiptoed to see what he was doing. She came back infron uf us, took out her iphone, the sister too. WTF, WE'RE NOT JEALOUS, BIATCH. YOU DONT HAVE TO SHOW OFF. Fugging pissed with them. Got out table, and ordered Salmon n' Mushroom, as usual. (: After eating, sent little brother home, then went of to Lido to wath Ironman 2. I was sleeping all the way in the car, well it was a midnight movie and, I didnt' want to sleep during the movie. There were a lot of people, 17-19 year old teens and some adults too. While waiting for the movie to start, there were advertistment of movie trailers, this two guys kept souting, " IRONMANNN !! " &amp; this other one said " SHREK SUCKS COCK " HAHAHAHAHHAA. Then, suddenly, another voice came out, and he said " SHUT UP LA. " Omg, epic. The movie was awesome shit. The sound effect was so loud that my chair was moving. It was apparently the largest movie cinema in S'pore. Yeahh. Went back home after that. Awesome shit. (: Ok, that's all. Updates later. 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