<?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-3800606163849941313</id><updated>2012-01-22T02:09:11.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VAS HAPPENIN'?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>545</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-7529604253216487492</id><published>2012-01-22T01:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T02:09:11.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time to love - T-ara &amp;amp; Supernova&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good person&lt;br /&gt;you're the first love to me&lt;br /&gt;the person that taught me love&lt;br /&gt;Never forget you&lt;br /&gt;I remember you&lt;br /&gt;I remember only you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'll see you, so I'm wearing the clothes you bought me&lt;br /&gt;And I cut my hair short like you used to like it&lt;br /&gt;To pass by the way I used to walk with you&lt;br /&gt;I went round the long way thinking maybe you'd be there&lt;br /&gt;I still have the same phone number&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'll look for me again, my house is the same&lt;br /&gt;In my mini hompy I just have the songs we used to listen together&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'll look and you´ll come back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still can't  forget&lt;br /&gt;We still wan each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're still in love&lt;br /&gt;Separated, honestly I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss you like crazy&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you no matter what, I'll wait for you til the end&lt;br /&gt;I stop to think, I'm standing still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good person&lt;br /&gt;you're the first love to me&lt;br /&gt;the person that taught me love&lt;br /&gt;Never forget you&lt;br /&gt;I remember you&lt;br /&gt;I remember only you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that maybe I'll see you, and if I see you in my heart will tremble&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that my heart will sink and you'll see me dry and wrenched&lt;br /&gt;To avoid the way I used to walk with you&lt;br /&gt;I went round the long way thinking maybe you´d be there&lt;br /&gt;I already changed my phone number&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will keep thinking of you so I moved houses&lt;br /&gt;But in my mouth there are still words unsaid&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maube you'll look and you'll come back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good person&lt;br /&gt;you're the first love to me&lt;br /&gt;the person that taught me love&lt;br /&gt;Never forget you&lt;br /&gt;I remember you&lt;br /&gt;I remember only you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you to start again&lt;br /&gt;But I can't hear you nor see you even though I'm looking for you&lt;br /&gt;Soaked by the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the place where we first met&lt;br /&gt;I feel so pathetic&lt;br /&gt;There's still a warm spot in my heart for you&lt;br /&gt;You can bear it&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I will be able to bear too&lt;br /&gt;But it will be so hard, I loved you so much&lt;br /&gt;Even though I tried really hard, I can´t help it&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that perhaps I'll see you by chance&lt;br /&gt;And you will look at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of the mirror I wipe my tears&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you will come (Thinking maybe you will come to me)&lt;br /&gt;Never forget you&lt;br /&gt;I remember you&lt;br /&gt;I remember only you&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you to start again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I wonder if you remember this song.&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-7529604253216487492?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7529604253216487492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=7529604253216487492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7529604253216487492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7529604253216487492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2012/01/time-to-love-t-ara-supernova-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-2720780070765722787</id><published>2012-01-19T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T23:15:04.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;#11:11 - may you be happy with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes moving on doesn't necessarily mean you stop loving someone. It just means you're gonna get up and let go of the pain you've been feeling. You still love the person but you can't be with the person. You can't even be friends with the person because you have to move on. It doesn't mean you stop loving someone, you just learn to stop caring. You just learn to be strangers. You just learn, to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's 19/1/2012. Twentythree months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-2720780070765722787?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2720780070765722787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=2720780070765722787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/2720780070765722787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/2720780070765722787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2012/01/1111-may-you-be-happy-with-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-7908206594640191625</id><published>2012-01-15T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T22:10:07.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I8V30jj0Ahk/TxLa9wMekqI/AAAAAAAADhI/P-NZ-phH99M/s1600/378058_10150511794769463_747949462_8450996_623072851_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I8V30jj0Ahk/TxLa9wMekqI/AAAAAAAADhI/P-NZ-phH99M/s400/378058_10150511794769463_747949462_8450996_623072851_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697857233021211298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yesterday, Today, Forever. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi guys! I've been really busy with schl, Class deco, CCA and studies lately. Have been trying to discipline myself since the Os is just 10 months away. Worst, MT O lvl is in 5 months time, MT O lvl Oral is in march. I'm scared, very scared. I really wanna do well this once and make everyone proud. I'd be glad if I managed to just get into a Polytechnic. I could feel the pressure already. Hais :'( It's ok!! Thr's still time. All the sec4s &amp;amp; 5s should just work hard tgt and motivate each other! :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yesterday, me &amp;amp; Ain went to helped out @ Zawati's sissy's wedding!! Her sister was so pretty and I felt super happy for their family! Congratulations to Kak siti and her husband! It was fucking hot on that day &amp;amp; I didn't stop perspiring like a piggy :( We also managed to snap some Polaroids thanks to Yunjie because she borrowed us hers! So sweet right? Mwehehe! Alright that's all! A short upd8 to keep my dead blog alive. Wonder if thr's ever readers. Hmmm ok bb!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lwJTFkyv3OE/TxLa9pvlwzI/AAAAAAAADg4/E9z1W7Rb1ac/s1600/399966_10150511830289463_747949462_8451290_1657138094_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lwJTFkyv3OE/TxLa9pvlwzI/AAAAAAAADg4/E9z1W7Rb1ac/s400/399966_10150511830289463_747949462_8451290_1657138094_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697857231289434930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ma gurls ma style my swag XOXO&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: I've been fighting this feeling for too long. It's time to really let go. 5 months from now, you'll see a different me. Nup, not gonna be that Batrisyia who fights for you, cries for you to sleep, giving a fuck about which girl you're talking to even though it happens to be one of her friends (lol. friend? ugh). Nope. Not gonna be that Batrisyia. I'm just gonna stay strong. I have my gurls and my family by my side. I don't need you. Fuck this shit.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-7908206594640191625?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7908206594640191625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=7908206594640191625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7908206594640191625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7908206594640191625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2012/01/yesterday-today-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I8V30jj0Ahk/TxLa9wMekqI/AAAAAAAADhI/P-NZ-phH99M/s72-c/378058_10150511794769463_747949462_8450996_623072851_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-7233747039527747778</id><published>2012-01-08T15:41:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T16:39:56.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I like people too much or not at all. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there fellow non-existent readers! :) Sorry for the l8 update, I was just too lazy! Sorry! Heheheh. I'm proud to say I've survived the first week of schl! 5 more months till O level MT and I could already feel the heat.&lt;i&gt; *girls generation make you feel the heat*&lt;/i&gt; Ok, cut the crap. Gave my dearest Ain a birthday surprise in school &amp;amp; I'm glad she didn't suspect anything at all. It was super difficult trying to hide from this girl bcos she keeps asking so many questions! Tsk. But lucky I'm a pro &amp;gt;:) Ok, enjoy the picts guys!!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-trpO9J3F0q4/TwlTjG681eI/AAAAAAAADgs/SjSiFHDZXjM/s1600/P1031478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-trpO9J3F0q4/TwlTjG681eI/AAAAAAAADgs/SjSiFHDZXjM/s400/P1031478.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695175066405098978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birthday girl!!!!! :-* XOXO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9FaeclD9Nb8/TwlTiwICrYI/AAAAAAAADgg/LFITy9w3mhI/s1600/P1031479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9FaeclD9Nb8/TwlTiwICrYI/AAAAAAAADgg/LFITy9w3mhI/s400/P1031479.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695175060285992322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byka_M5dehM/TwlRsN9kj3I/AAAAAAAADgQ/rWPlVUI7QQE/s1600/P1031480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byka_M5dehM/TwlRsN9kj3I/AAAAAAAADgQ/rWPlVUI7QQE/s400/P1031480.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695173023890706290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMn31BLX6r4/TwlRr2-OL9I/AAAAAAAADgA/w7iecFNC2R8/s1600/P1031482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMn31BLX6r4/TwlRr2-OL9I/AAAAAAAADgA/w7iecFNC2R8/s400/P1031482.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695173017719418834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GMjUrvb__EU/TwlRrLqe-pI/AAAAAAAADf4/fOVmp2iU5pU/s1600/P1031484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GMjUrvb__EU/TwlRrLqe-pI/AAAAAAAADf4/fOVmp2iU5pU/s400/P1031484.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695173006093908626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-or9w4AUl0pY/TwlRqwFnZnI/AAAAAAAADfs/8IMPij8kNqI/s1600/P1031485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-or9w4AUl0pY/TwlRqwFnZnI/AAAAAAAADfs/8IMPij8kNqI/s400/P1031485.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695172998691513970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tu5z3C0rbis/TwlRqXWZexI/AAAAAAAADfg/vpjKmf2fNDo/s1600/P1031497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tu5z3C0rbis/TwlRqXWZexI/AAAAAAAADfg/vpjKmf2fNDo/s400/P1031497.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695172992051018514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The awesome famous amos cookie cake that we ordered a day before! :) It's yummy and sweet. So for those with sweet tooth, you guys should totally get it alright! ^~^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hM-TiD5PdZg/TwlPwUSmEJI/AAAAAAAADfQ/Uuox9GaQWJg/s1600/P1031512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hM-TiD5PdZg/TwlPwUSmEJI/AAAAAAAADfQ/Uuox9GaQWJg/s400/P1031512.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695170895285719186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XUPQ-kPo7tk/TwlPvPZl5eI/AAAAAAAADfE/B-6aKymWelw/s1600/P1031525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XUPQ-kPo7tk/TwlPvPZl5eI/AAAAAAAADfE/B-6aKymWelw/s400/P1031525.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695170876793021922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-om1vrbXEJLc/TwlPu2zl2jI/AAAAAAAADe4/G4rntBQMtsE/s1600/P1031526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-om1vrbXEJLc/TwlPu2zl2jI/AAAAAAAADe4/G4rntBQMtsE/s400/P1031526.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695170870191184434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F0SYVfFFGZM/TwlPuFiYyOI/AAAAAAAADes/fEOo1ZIXu8I/s1600/P1031527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F0SYVfFFGZM/TwlPuFiYyOI/AAAAAAAADes/fEOo1ZIXu8I/s400/P1031527.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695170856965687522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L4KNR8fLqLs/TwlPtiV0T7I/AAAAAAAADeg/dSYBnHRF_DI/s1600/P1031535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L4KNR8fLqLs/TwlPtiV0T7I/AAAAAAAADeg/dSYBnHRF_DI/s400/P1031535.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695170847517724594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-owIGkb4_nRE/TwlN-O14yAI/AAAAAAAADeU/Nzv5bn6uHCY/s1600/P1031541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-owIGkb4_nRE/TwlN-O14yAI/AAAAAAAADeU/Nzv5bn6uHCY/s400/P1031541.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695168935318046722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fo3xTYGqXW0/TwlN95s9JqI/AAAAAAAADeA/7OIYQzui_PI/s1600/P1031545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fo3xTYGqXW0/TwlN95s9JqI/AAAAAAAADeA/7OIYQzui_PI/s400/P1031545.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695168929643439778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Virtual kisses for everyone! :-*  xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jix978yWBJ8/TwlN9u8VhqI/AAAAAAAADd4/VYCEpI_kVKQ/s1600/P1031549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jix978yWBJ8/TwlN9u8VhqI/AAAAAAAADd4/VYCEpI_kVKQ/s400/P1031549.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695168926755161762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NNMNCK stands for Innamincka which is Ain's nickname! Hahaha, cute right!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fnTmX9rm7tg/TwlN8Q3HWHI/AAAAAAAADds/ALB0bqlsquQ/s1600/P1031561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fnTmX9rm7tg/TwlN8Q3HWHI/AAAAAAAADds/ALB0bqlsquQ/s400/P1031561.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695168901500328050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SaRZ20VOVDo/TwlN7wB1LhI/AAAAAAAADdg/ItrJjjfTU4g/s1600/P1031565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SaRZ20VOVDo/TwlN7wB1LhI/AAAAAAAADdg/ItrJjjfTU4g/s400/P1031565.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695168892686904850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eozcWneJnZg/TwlMEetC30I/AAAAAAAADdQ/cL7MjURSs7I/s1600/P1031595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eozcWneJnZg/TwlMEetC30I/AAAAAAAADdQ/cL7MjURSs7I/s400/P1031595.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695166843631886146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4AUukB4POqk/TwlMDk9OTJI/AAAAAAAADdE/L2X9GOO5ugw/s1600/P1031596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4AUukB4POqk/TwlMDk9OTJI/AAAAAAAADdE/L2X9GOO5ugw/s400/P1031596.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695166828130487442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bdDcWPJ2QgY/TwlMCghamMI/AAAAAAAADc4/lk4qPz7kdXY/s1600/P1031597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bdDcWPJ2QgY/TwlMCghamMI/AAAAAAAADc4/lk4qPz7kdXY/s400/P1031597.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695166809760241858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FfBh0obIBOQ/TwlMCcULQZI/AAAAAAAADco/ZpHMnCaoSf4/s1600/P1031599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FfBh0obIBOQ/TwlMCcULQZI/AAAAAAAADco/ZpHMnCaoSf4/s400/P1031599.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695166808630968722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CYAOPNGqB1c/TwlMCPm5E6I/AAAAAAAADcg/x-zJ3s9sY8Q/s1600/P1031600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CYAOPNGqB1c/TwlMCPm5E6I/AAAAAAAADcg/x-zJ3s9sY8Q/s400/P1031600.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695166805219808162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5epC6UIQ4b8/TwlK6cv7z3I/AAAAAAAADcQ/V_YVr1evLNQ/s1600/P1031601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5epC6UIQ4b8/TwlK6cv7z3I/AAAAAAAADcQ/V_YVr1evLNQ/s400/P1031601.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695165571796815730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nrZtC6wSN_4/TwlK5QZhyBI/AAAAAAAADcE/Tu7yrbgwbNU/s1600/P1031602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nrZtC6wSN_4/TwlK5QZhyBI/AAAAAAAADcE/Tu7yrbgwbNU/s400/P1031602.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695165551301740562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 20px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span &gt;♡  ♡  ♡  ♡  ♡  ♡  ♡  ♡  ♡  ♡  ♡  ♡  ♡ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UVsIKGVZTkI/TwlK4I6w-sI/AAAAAAAADb4/zvblKrtZ9oI/s1600/P1031604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UVsIKGVZTkI/TwlK4I6w-sI/AAAAAAAADb4/zvblKrtZ9oI/s400/P1031604.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695165532113795778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l0A7-uPj4uk/TwlK2nuhGdI/AAAAAAAADbs/UJLQd8XBW_Y/s1600/P1031612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l0A7-uPj4uk/TwlK2nuhGdI/AAAAAAAADbs/UJLQd8XBW_Y/s400/P1031612.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695165506024184274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love my girls more than ever! Happy Sweet 6xteenth Ain! Luvya! xo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh btw, I need a girlfriend treehouse &amp;amp; tbh, I know of a place &amp;amp; I don't see quite alot of ppl hanging out thr. lol just not sure if the girls would mind travelling thr.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye! xx &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-7233747039527747778?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7233747039527747778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=7233747039527747778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7233747039527747778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7233747039527747778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-like-people-too-much-or-not-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-trpO9J3F0q4/TwlTjG681eI/AAAAAAAADgs/SjSiFHDZXjM/s72-c/P1031478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-8658027374101421201</id><published>2012-01-02T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T21:31:44.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;School officially begins tomorrow. I'm officially sec4 tomorrow. Goodbye freedom, hello torture. Everyone, welcome to hell. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-8658027374101421201?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8658027374101421201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=8658027374101421201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8658027374101421201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8658027374101421201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2012/01/school-officially-begins-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-569847418320234711</id><published>2011-12-31T21:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T22:40:06.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Every hello has its goodbye&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys! Since it's the last day of 2011, I figure it's time to say thank you to the people who mean the world to me! You guys ought to be honoured when I mention ya'll here alright! x) Before I get started, my new year's resolution are definitely to score very well during O level and learn to focus and stop getting distracted by boys, friendship problem, the people who always try to bring me down each time. I wanna be happy for 2012. I do, i do. ;) Oh well, i can't believe 2011's gonna be gone in.. a few hours time. I don't know why I feel sad that I have to leave 2011 behind already. 2011 has been a year filled with lotsa memories and a year of truth, a year where I finally open my eyes and realise who's worth it, who isn't, who cares and who don't give a flying fuck. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's about it! Let's start with thanking the people who made 2011 memorable to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NkKrigEvYs0/Tv8TcmxZ4RI/AAAAAAAADa8/HjarqOgCDrI/s1600/282138_10150250585049463_747949462_7158840_1757644_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NkKrigEvYs0/Tv8TcmxZ4RI/AAAAAAAADa8/HjarqOgCDrI/s400/282138_10150250585049463_747949462_7158840_1757644_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692289836184625426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi &lt;b&gt;3E5&lt;/b&gt;! You're my numba 1! Mwehehe aw guys! I thank ya'll for making everyday of my time in school an awesome one. Although we're like the last class, we're the most tightest class and I heard we're one of the best E5s around. Plus, we're the last batch of E5 so shouldn't we all feel honoured? Still remember our random class cheer? &lt;i&gt;"When I say garwei you say walrus! Garwei! Walrus! Garwei! Walrus!" &lt;/i&gt;Hahaha! I'll never forget those glee days, and ups and downs we've been thru. Ah, yeah we've been through all the shit together like the blueroom thing and all. One more year full of shit tgt alright! Not forgetting the awesome people I met in this wonderful class, &lt;b&gt;Farhan Garwei&lt;/b&gt;! Thanks for always being thr for me you both! Hwaiting! &lt;b&gt;xx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HTiSUkA3Gjc/Tv8TcX1E70I/AAAAAAAADas/vTFl-I449gk/s1600/247119_10150208714079463_747949462_6892214_4469005_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HTiSUkA3Gjc/Tv8TcX1E70I/AAAAAAAADas/vTFl-I449gk/s400/247119_10150208714079463_747949462_6892214_4469005_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692289832173498178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xin chao&lt;/b&gt;! Gosh guys! I'll never forget Vietnam, ever! I mean those bumpy rides in the night train and the long hike, the planting of rice and stepping on Ox's shit!!!! All those memories with ya'll are just priceless! Not forgetting the homestay and hotel hahahaha. I miss Vietnam and all the things we did thr yknow! Thanks for making the Vietnam trip enjoyable! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GX6-klKuoMI/Tv8ZMq2ixYI/AAAAAAAADbQ/rXobyeLDJ-k/s1600/373944_10150429075509463_747949462_8161506_738589406_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GX6-klKuoMI/Tv8ZMq2ixYI/AAAAAAAADbQ/rXobyeLDJ-k/s400/373944_10150429075509463_747949462_8161506_738589406_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692296159471781250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi &lt;b&gt;gemok&lt;/b&gt;! Thanks for all the things you've done for me like hearing me rant and helping me in a way. You're really like my best guyfriend ever and eventhough you're always bullying me I know you love me to the bitty bitty bits like how a brother would love his sister! I miss you man. Work hard next year and score well for your Os in 2 years time! Have an awesome new year lenzy! And go slimmer ok? Hahahaha luvya! &lt;b&gt;xx &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j8TcNryaEF4/Tv8ZMesN8bI/AAAAAAAADbI/2KpI84y7c9w/s1600/376989_10150429087229463_747949462_8161606_674287282_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j8TcNryaEF4/Tv8ZMesN8bI/AAAAAAAADbI/2KpI84y7c9w/s400/376989_10150429087229463_747949462_8161606_674287282_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692296156207247794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey whatzzzzzap &lt;b&gt;Vice-president Nasrul&lt;/b&gt;! Thanks for everything you've done for me! For being such an awesome friend, an awesome listening ear and for teaching me how to skate and all. Oh, also for laughing when I fell down. You're really a nice guy and I hope she'll realise it one day alright? Or maybe not her, maybe a girl who deserves your heart just like how you deserve hers. :) Anyway, thanks for 2011 dude! You made me smile too! Mwehehe, I hope 2012 will be a good year for you and I hope you'd score very well in your Ns. Don't forget me alright nas! Luvya!&lt;b&gt; xx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qcITCkQylUw/Tv8TcUEsyPI/AAAAAAAADak/DbBmKJCgnCE/s1600/226796_10150182920329463_747949462_6665608_2912302_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qcITCkQylUw/Tv8TcUEsyPI/AAAAAAAADak/DbBmKJCgnCE/s400/226796_10150182920329463_747949462_6665608_2912302_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692289831165282546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi&lt;b&gt; ros aka Harum sundal malam aka marpoah&lt;/b&gt;!!!!! God. We're only quite close in sec2 right? And now! We're BFF! Forever must find time to lepak with each other one you know! Thanks for being such an awesome friend and a listening ear. Thanks for staying up late just to talk OTP! Mwehehe. It's really fun being bitchy and gossiping with you! Anyway, I hope 2012 will be a good year for you okay? Last long with horse!!!!! Luvyou &lt;b&gt;xoxo &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(ME AND AMY'S IMAGINARY PHOTO)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi &lt;b&gt;Tipah&lt;/b&gt;! I haven't taken a solo photo with you but I hope I will next year. We got closer this year and even closer through whatsapp! That's when all the opening up and stuff begins! Aw, you're really an awesome listening ear and a fucking funny friend to be with! Tidak ku sangka engkau sebegitu, wahai tipah ku yang ku sayang chey ape aku mepek ni? Hahahaha! Anyway, thanks for all the laughter and tears in 2011! The late night OTPs and all that. Yeah baby, we're gonna mek-rie the night! Let's be strong and move on alright? Help each other next yr! No time for boys girlfriend! Hope you'll score well in your N lvl next yr alright? iLuvya! &lt;b&gt;xoxo &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q7512uBWExQ/Tv8S-DODp7I/AAAAAAAADaY/t4MOiBlMYIU/s1600/267650_10150250603289463_747949462_7159124_7739289_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q7512uBWExQ/Tv8S-DODp7I/AAAAAAAADaY/t4MOiBlMYIU/s400/267650_10150250603289463_747949462_7159124_7739289_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692289311245051826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey &lt;b&gt;Noritak&lt;/b&gt;!!!!! Omg, let's see. I've known you for 3 years right? And we're so tight and strong and everyone thinks we're siblings awww isn't that sweet? ;) Mwahahaha! Anyway, really thanks for everything you did in 2011. You've been there for me since forever and you've seen me at my highest and lowest point in life. You're always there for me, always. So thank you so much. I'll never forget the day you sacrificed to accompany me under his blk when you were clearly late for your art O lvl class. I mean, it's O level we're talking about. And you sacrificed it for me.. I'll really never forget that Norita! I hope 2012 will be an awesome year for you and I wish you'd get into your desired schl and score well for Os alright! iLuvya! &lt;b&gt;xoxo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EAATT_XSA-U/Tv8S9Q0bEHI/AAAAAAAADaM/TEx745tHQEk/s1600/309862_10150283649749463_747949462_7468138_3942723_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EAATT_XSA-U/Tv8S9Q0bEHI/AAAAAAAADaM/TEx745tHQEk/s400/309862_10150283649749463_747949462_7468138_3942723_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692289297715761266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi korang! You guys are like my&lt;b&gt; best sisterlurpz&lt;/b&gt; eva okay! Thanks for always being there in one way or the other. Didn't expect us three to be so close this year but we are and I'm happy I met you both! Thanks for always updating me about the latest gossips and all that! Thanks for being such wonderful lepak-pat-banquet gang! I realise that we'll never have an end to our conversation whenever we just slack there and eat! Mwehehe, well. I wish you girls all the best for your Os and I hope that we'll 3 help each other to get into our dream schls alright? iLuvya both! &lt;b&gt;xoxo &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wbQll6NEfuU/Tv8S9OvWaMI/AAAAAAAADZ8/BZtxJ1fUUec/s1600/377409_10150429077844463_747949462_8161519_1369544268_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wbQll6NEfuU/Tv8S9OvWaMI/AAAAAAAADZ8/BZtxJ1fUUec/s400/377409_10150429077844463_747949462_8161519_1369544268_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692289297157613762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi. You are? Hahaha hello my &lt;b&gt;beloved Sisterrove/telepathy-strong-like-fuck-er&lt;/b&gt;. You're seriously my bestfriend you know? Like a fucking tight bestfriend i'd ever have. I still can't believe we used to hate each other. How weird was that? Hahaha. Anyway, thanks for the whole of 2011. You saw me laugh, you saw me smile, you saw me tear and cry. You saw me through it all. Through it all you're always there for me. I can't believe both of us went through so much in just 1 year. &amp;amp; the best thing is, we went through it together. Gosh, you're really like a sister to me. Sisterrove, have an awesome new year alright! 2012 is soooo our year and nobody can mess with us, not especially when we both have each other! Imagine when a double-boomboompow-bitch unite and be bffs? All the best for your N level sayang! Yes, we must both help each other and you better clinch that top 10% award so we'd both get to go to Poly together alright! iLuvyou &lt;b&gt;xoxo &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ald-vNMaDbE/Tv8S8xSa2XI/AAAAAAAADZ0/k2OSs4BbrrM/s1600/goodbye%2Blove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ald-vNMaDbE/Tv8S8xSa2XI/AAAAAAAADZ0/k2OSs4BbrrM/s400/goodbye%2Blove.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692289289251641714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi&lt;b&gt; faizzul&lt;/b&gt;. Happy new year. Thank you for 2011. Thank you for the tears and laughter shared among the both of us. I wish you all the best for your N level and may you be blessed with happiness always. Goodbye. &lt;b&gt;xoxo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the rest of you!!!! Have a happy new year guys! A new year, a new you. Time for a change everyone. Be a better person and learn to treat yourself and others right! Thanks for reading! Time check: 1030PM. 1 and a half more hours to go people! Ta-ta! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-569847418320234711?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/569847418320234711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=569847418320234711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/569847418320234711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/569847418320234711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/12/every-hello-has-its-goodbye-hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NkKrigEvYs0/Tv8TcmxZ4RI/AAAAAAAADa8/HjarqOgCDrI/s72-c/282138_10150250585049463_747949462_7158840_1757644_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-7513656370896429562</id><published>2011-12-30T01:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T01:15:29.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where do we go from here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I'm really picking myself up. I feel happier now that I've really decided to throw it all away. I'm so bored right now and I've got CCA tomorrow but I'm not even sleepy and dayyum I'm craving for lotsa things like popeyes mcspicy best fries forever. Who's with me? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#teamfatties &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Created Path and it's only meant for bestfriends. I want it to be a site whr I can be able to post my deepest, truest feeling without anyone judging me. But I've also privated my twitter account because it feels weird getting stalked. You're probably offended cos you stalked me right? trololol *.* Path's kinda cool. So if you think you're a goodfriend of mine and you wanna share my path, search &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BTRSY MN&lt;/span&gt; alright? Most probably you're not. I've only 7 person in mind. Heh, oh I've not taken much pictures recently &amp;amp; my dslr's basically rotting at the side of my table with a cracked screen - life. That's about it. Oh girls, don't let one person bring you down. You have more things to be happy about like having friends, family, a house, food... yes. food. Ah what the crap. Annyeong goodbye adios amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-7513656370896429562?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7513656370896429562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=7513656370896429562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7513656370896429562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7513656370896429562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/12/where-do-we-go-from-here-well-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-7263333562638820239</id><published>2011-12-28T14:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T15:08:07.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jvr4jp9RBFo/Tvq8fpHTwmI/AAAAAAAADZo/5N_GmDziHEU/s1600/wat3h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jvr4jp9RBFo/Tvq8fpHTwmI/AAAAAAAADZo/5N_GmDziHEU/s400/wat3h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691068330934518370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You can't face the world if you're not being you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wazzup wazzup! \m/ School starts next week and I'm not even sure if I'm gonna be prepared for a hectic year. But tbh, I kinda miss school and slacking in class and all that. Quite upset that I won't be able to attend the Orientation Camp though :( Ahhh, hoping that I can secretly sneak in for Camp fire!! *cross fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Norita &amp;amp; Syafiqah&lt;/span&gt; came over yesterday to chill!!!! Okay, had karaoke session for awhile singing all those very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jiwang&lt;/span&gt; malay songs &amp;amp; random english songs that I didn't know I had. Hahahaha was kinda fun till we all got pretty tired! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I shall let ze pictures do the talking!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-efDNu0tf7cA/Tvq549Vy2wI/AAAAAAAADZQ/pLSw25seubw/s1600/IMAG0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-efDNu0tf7cA/Tvq549Vy2wI/AAAAAAAADZQ/pLSw25seubw/s400/IMAG0064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691065467325831938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8juL62IlnkE/Tvq54e94avI/AAAAAAAADZA/7txUZbjU8Ac/s1600/IMAG0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8juL62IlnkE/Tvq54e94avI/AAAAAAAADZA/7txUZbjU8Ac/s400/IMAG0066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691065459172469490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AXrzgu9Gu24/Tvq54IpdyxI/AAAAAAAADY0/UGwM11wMXCg/s1600/IMAG0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--322_n5mN20/Tvq5hHhSw6I/AAAAAAAADYI/JrEo-mTzhm4/s400/IMAG0076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691065057741554594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dDtS5KcTlVY/Tvq5gmN_WiI/AAAAAAAADX8/BE_W2vneThI/s1600/IMAG0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dDtS5KcTlVY/Tvq5gmN_WiI/AAAAAAAADX8/BE_W2vneThI/s400/IMAG0077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691065048802220578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3WC1xyEr9wc/Tvq5goseD8I/AAAAAAAADXw/4faz8BDW0oI/s1600/IMAG0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3WC1xyEr9wc/Tvq5goseD8I/AAAAAAAADXw/4faz8BDW0oI/s400/IMAG0078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691065049466933186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3xFRduwlz68/Tvq5iB77pfI/AAAAAAAADYg/oMfn74Ty4M0/s1600/IMAG0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3xFRduwlz68/Tvq5iB77pfI/AAAAAAAADYg/oMfn74Ty4M0/s400/IMAG0073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691065073422542322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dZCIKL-yUY0/Tvq5IsZsJSI/AAAAAAAADXk/ZbBA44K1aWU/s1600/IMAG0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dZCIKL-yUY0/Tvq5IsZsJSI/AAAAAAAADXk/ZbBA44K1aWU/s400/IMAG0079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691064638145045794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was an awesome day ah-woo-ah-woo! \m/ Luv em both! xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, have something to share with ya'll! A few days ago my mum cooked my favourite dish and there was something different about it!!!!! A PURPLE POTATO!!!!! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zJHttCs2raE/Tvq5HMcGLTI/AAAAAAAADW0/DB7RqZV2uZ4/s1600/IMAG0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zJHttCs2raE/Tvq5HMcGLTI/AAAAAAAADW0/DB7RqZV2uZ4/s400/IMAG0061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691064612385336626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't it cool and cute?! HAHAHAHA damn mum should get pink potatoes instead. So freaking adorable! Pyong pyong! =^~^= om nom nom! And trust me, it tastes the same!!!! I mean, it's just food colouring right? I showed this to my friends and Amy said it looks like a poisonous/rotten potato!!!!! :( While dinie said it looks gross but besides that, the dish looks delicious wtf!! Irrinoying &amp;gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and guess what guys!! I've been practicing my math with my Bruh and I realised I've forgotten even the basic topics like indices! What the fuck. Okay, atleast I've been practicing! &amp;amp; I finally know how to get a Matrix question right. Hopefully I can apply it in my test and exams! :/ I remembered that when I was first introduced to the topic, the teacher got herself and the whole class confused... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*facepalm&lt;/span&gt; Zzz So uhuh, that's when I started skipping qns in exams/test that has got anything to do with this topic! hehehe c(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm off guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-7263333562638820239?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7263333562638820239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=7263333562638820239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7263333562638820239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7263333562638820239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-cant-face-world-if-youre-not-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jvr4jp9RBFo/Tvq8fpHTwmI/AAAAAAAADZo/5N_GmDziHEU/s72-c/wat3h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-1223446806082999392</id><published>2011-12-27T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T20:53:58.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haru haru - Bigbang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Finally I realize that I am nothing without you&lt;br /&gt;I was so wrong, forgive me&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah ah ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My broken heart like a wave&lt;br /&gt;My shaken heart like a wind&lt;br /&gt;My heart vanished like smoke&lt;br /&gt;It can't be removed like a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;I sigh deeply as if a ground is going to cave in&lt;br /&gt;Only dusts are piled up in my mind&lt;br /&gt;(Say goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I thought I wouldn't be able to live even one day without you&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I managed to live on (longer) than I thought&lt;br /&gt;You don't answer anything as I cry out "I miss you"&lt;br /&gt;I hope for a vain expectation but now it's useless&lt;span class="b-lyrics-from-signature"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it about that person next to you, did he make you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Dear can you even see me, did you forget completely?&lt;br /&gt;I am worried, I feel anxiety because I can't get close nor try to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;I spend long nights by myself, erasing my thoughts a thousand times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Don't look back and leave&lt;br /&gt;Don't find me again and live (on)&lt;br /&gt;Because I have no regrets from loving you, take only the good memories&lt;br /&gt;I can bear it in some way&lt;br /&gt;I can stand in some way&lt;br /&gt;You should be happy if you are like this&lt;br /&gt;I become dull day by day (eh eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Oh girl I cry, cry&lt;br /&gt;You're my all, say goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we pass by each other on the street&lt;br /&gt;Act like you didn't see me and go the way you were walking to&lt;br /&gt;If you keep thinking about our past memories&lt;br /&gt;I might go look for you secretly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always be happy with him, (so) I won't ever get a different mind&lt;br /&gt;Even smallest regret won't be left out ever&lt;br /&gt;Please live well as if I should feel jealous&lt;br /&gt;You should always be like that bright sky, like that white cloud&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you should always smile like that as if nothing happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your heart fees relieved&lt;br /&gt;Please forget about me and live (on)&lt;br /&gt;Those tears will dry completely&lt;br /&gt;As time passes by&lt;br /&gt;It would've hurt less if we didn't meet at all (mm)&lt;br /&gt;Hope you will bury our promise of being together forever baby&lt;br /&gt;I pray for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh girl I cry, cry&lt;br /&gt;You're my all, say goodbye, bye&lt;br /&gt;Oh my love don't lie, lie&lt;br /&gt;You're my heart, say goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-1223446806082999392?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1223446806082999392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=1223446806082999392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/1223446806082999392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/1223446806082999392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/12/haru-haru-bigbang-leave-yeah-finally-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-7981296114962944469</id><published>2011-12-27T19:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T19:58:06.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fighting to let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck no. I was wrong about what I said last night. I'm sorry i mentioned all that shit to you. That's what I'm fucking sorry about. I'm sorry because right now, i'm gonna fucking take back all the fucking apologies i said to you last fucking night that you didn't even fucking bother to reply. I'm sorry i get so fucking jealous at the fucking sight of every fucking thing. I'm sorry you don't fucking love me for who the fuck I am. I'm sorry&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'm not her&lt;/span&gt;. I'm sorry I keep trying to fucking hold on. I'm sorry I can't move on so quickly. I'm sorry that I forgot those pictures were all in the past. I'm sorry I'm so direct. I'm sorry I'm not shy enough to fight for you. I'm sorry I'm someone you don't even have to fight for, because I'm always here for you.  I'm sorry I'm not who you expected me to be. I'm sorry for even trying to make everything right. I'm sorry for giving a flying fuck about everything that is concerning you. I'm sorry I've always believed in you. I'm sorry I've never fucking lose hope. I'm sorry because only now you fucking realise that I'm not the kind of girl who gives up. I'm sorry you used to love me for having guts, for standing up for myself. I'm sorry that this has to happen. I'm sorry I always get fucking fucking upset over the slightest issue. I'm sorry I can't help every single shit I'm feeling right now. I'm sorry the fucking tears are flowing. I'm just fucking sorry I'm not perfect. But &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALWAYS KNOW&lt;/span&gt; that I've never made you an option, and always know that I've always always always spare a thought for you. I'm sorry I'm&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; just another&lt;/span&gt; girl. I'm sorry for being who I am to you. I'm sorry I didn't lie and hide it from you so that you will love the fake side of me instead. I get your fucking point now. But the only person I feel truly sorry of is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-7981296114962944469?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7981296114962944469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=7981296114962944469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7981296114962944469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7981296114962944469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/12/fuck-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-739880052399316729</id><published>2011-12-26T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T02:09:46.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GgbxHizfYeM/TvdmJog6oXI/AAAAAAAADWo/BFiQQIEq-AI/s1600/387581_10150429071889463_747949462_8161480_225425166_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GgbxHizfYeM/TvdmJog6oXI/AAAAAAAADWo/BFiQQIEq-AI/s400/387581_10150429071889463_747949462_8161480_225425166_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690128969886245234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bat. I know im not fai or who but. i will always be here for you k :( we go through so much in just a year. we only got close like last year holiday only and i feel like we best friends since forever sia. haiya im really greatful to have you as a friend sia :( k this is so gay but i crying writing this LOL" - Syafiqah Rodrigues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestfriend, bestfriend. Why you so sugar? :') I can't believe we used to h8 each other. Yes, we're bestfriend since forever &amp;amp; no doubt, i'll always be thr for you. I teared reading what you wrote. I hope we'd still be friends after I leave schl. I luv you xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-739880052399316729?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/739880052399316729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=739880052399316729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/739880052399316729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/739880052399316729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/12/bat.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GgbxHizfYeM/TvdmJog6oXI/AAAAAAAADWo/BFiQQIEq-AI/s72-c/387581_10150429071889463_747949462_8161480_225425166_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-221683568486051195</id><published>2011-12-26T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T01:02:27.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sGRWOlvO7Zg/TvdUay3zx4I/AAAAAAAADWc/Mxdf1w1gUbA/s1600/famiredo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sGRWOlvO7Zg/TvdUay3zx4I/AAAAAAAADWc/Mxdf1w1gUbA/s400/famiredo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690109473515095938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How can I love when I'm afraid? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#nowplaying: A Thousand Years - Christina Perri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi guys! I'm bored. :/ So i figured out the chords for this particular song which I used to dislike because I find it rather boring but then when I was forced to listen by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syafiqah&lt;/span&gt;, I kinda like it already. It kinda gets to me. So yeah, the chords are simple. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A minor, F, C, G&lt;/span&gt;? For me, that is. And I'm the kind of person who plays the guitar whenever I feel like it so this might not be the exact chords but well, for me it is! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned how to play the guitar like this year. And well, I did it for someone since that person played guitar before but, nah. That person didn't even get to hear me play. I was too shy. Hehehe ;) Thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farhan &amp;amp; Tobias&lt;/span&gt; for teaching me how to play it at the beginning of the year. And I remembered clearly that I went for a guitar session with Lenz, Helmy, Farhan, Ilyas, Chuphel @ Tobias's place. It was awesome. \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first song I learnt was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Marry you by Bruno Mars&lt;/span&gt; and once I was done with that, I immediately learnt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Back to December by Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;. uhuh, meaningful song.. to me. :) Alright guyz, i feel fat! Ta-ta! *waves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-221683568486051195?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/221683568486051195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=221683568486051195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/221683568486051195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/221683568486051195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/12/how-can-i-love-when-im-afraid.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sGRWOlvO7Zg/TvdUay3zx4I/AAAAAAAADWc/Mxdf1w1gUbA/s72-c/famiredo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-3194489339221110155</id><published>2011-12-25T16:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T01:01:09.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VT7MWfo6euQ/TvbiHMh1_4I/AAAAAAAADVg/KhK2D-pPU-o/s1600/imissf41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 332px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VT7MWfo6euQ/TvbiHMh1_4I/AAAAAAAADVg/KhK2D-pPU-o/s400/imissf41.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689983792479338370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sadness is only for now, boy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hell-o thr fellow readers! :) I know I've not been updating my blog for a long time but well here I am! It's the 25th Dec, so I'd like to wish ya'll a very &lt;b&gt;Merry X'mas&lt;/b&gt; especially to my Christian friends. =^~^= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been spending my days either Whatsapp-ing/talking on ze phone with Syafiqah, Amy &amp;amp; Ros! Mwehehehe. I have to agree the drama made our friendship tight! So anyway, I went to the gym with 'em on Thursday and I swear we had loads of fun! We were so high that we even took a gaysh1t video! HAHAHA god I luv these galz. x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dxWIgR-CzPY/TvbjrxdobaI/AAAAAAAADV4/7UWlc5pc4ak/s1600/IMAG0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dxWIgR-CzPY/TvbjrxdobaI/AAAAAAAADV4/7UWlc5pc4ak/s400/IMAG0033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689985520380702114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amy trolling @ the back! Hahahahaha omg Syafiqah's eyes are all black! Looks uber scary! Hahahaha &amp;amp; I look like an egg. O_o A very cute egg. x^.^x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fk3VfZA6CeU/TvbjsjMk35I/AAAAAAAADWE/YLI7jpkarAg/s1600/IMAG0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fk3VfZA6CeU/TvbjsjMk35I/AAAAAAAADWE/YLI7jpkarAg/s400/IMAG0038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689985533730938770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me after running for 30 minutes! I'm so proud of myself!!!!!!! *pats my own back* This was the first time I ran for 30 minutes straight without stopping and my legs weren't so tired and I wasn't out of breath. The last time i ran for like 20 minutes, I was close to dying! Hahaha \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X-vEU1e9LRI/Tvbjs4B6A7I/AAAAAAAADWQ/Pqj01dBtKUc/s1600/IMAG0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X-vEU1e9LRI/Tvbjs4B6A7I/AAAAAAAADWQ/Pqj01dBtKUc/s400/IMAG0041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689985539323331506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahaha, check out me and Sya's cutiex socks! Hers is the purple polka-dot socks while mine's a cartoon picture of T.O.P aka my awesome hubby. xx &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, after gym session we all went Macs for an early dinner! O well, I kept eating afterwards which makes the gym session totally redundant. I need to work out more and eat less :( Oh, and I need to train for Napha next year. I wanna get atleast 13 mins for 2.4km which is quite impossible. But i'd be happy as long as I pass. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School starts in a week's time. That probably spells H-E-L-L for most of us. With the newly assigned DM &amp;amp; P, uhuh it's hell. But one thing I'm looking forward to school is meeting my friends! It's been so long eh? Look at how time past.............. I'm already sec4 the fug. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2012 2012 2012, I just wish to score well for my Os and get into my desired course &amp;amp; head to NP and be a happy girl. Can't w8 to leave this school. But i'd probably miss Secondary school life alot when I graduate. 2011 tought me alot of things, especially when it comes to love. O: So, i should be thankful to that person right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a lengthy post!!!!!! Have a blast everyone! Merry x'mas and a happy new year to all of you! xx &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s: Once this year is over, I'm never looking back. I'll just pray we'll smile at each other at the end of next year, and when we do, I just want my heart to not beat fast. I miss you, as a friend. But I guess things can never be the same again and yeah, we're suppose to be hating each other right? Yeah. All the best for N lvl. The next time I'll be talking to you would probably be before we're both taking our major exams and I would really like to wish you all the best on9. On the contrary, no matter how bitchy I am gonna be towards you, I'd always feel remorseful afterwards. Just remember that. I'll never forget you,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Faizzul&lt;/span&gt;. I won't. :') &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-3194489339221110155?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3194489339221110155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=3194489339221110155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/3194489339221110155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/3194489339221110155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/12/sadness-is-only-for-now-boy-hell-o-thr.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VT7MWfo6euQ/TvbiHMh1_4I/AAAAAAAADVg/KhK2D-pPU-o/s72-c/imissf41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-5567258946863205732</id><published>2011-11-27T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T01:07:27.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're not sorry, no no no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey thr! Sorry for the lack of updates! I promise I will once I have ze motivation to &amp; as you can see. No awesome picture of myself. Well, everything in my lappy is gone so yeah! :( Anw, I doubt anyone reads this right? Means i'm talking to the moon k. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh w8, b4 i go. I'm moving on. I am. I seriously am. What a waste of time holding on to something who don't give a sh1t lul oh being so direct here. Hell no ex(s) can't be friends a few days/months after they're not tgt. Just sayin'. Plus, a boy has to learn to be decisive. But fuck no i'm not an option anymore. Be happy with whoever you wanna be. All the best! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-5567258946863205732?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5567258946863205732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=5567258946863205732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/5567258946863205732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/5567258946863205732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/11/youre-not-sorry-no-no-no-hey-thr-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-8291315467549683119</id><published>2011-11-19T00:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T01:04:04.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be careful what you say, a girl remembers everything &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doubt anyone ever reads this but it's already been 2 months of &lt;b&gt;trying&lt;/b&gt; to move on. 3 days ago, a year ago, we walked in the rain together for the first time. You held my hands for the first time. I hugged you for the first time. Happy 21 months of.. something. I remembered..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-8291315467549683119?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8291315467549683119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=8291315467549683119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8291315467549683119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8291315467549683119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/11/be-careful-what-you-say-girl-remembers_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-996675241320158549</id><published>2011-11-11T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T20:39:25.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PFhOdX9-jvg/Tr0VKRHF5cI/AAAAAAAADVU/QB86_8JxTT0/s1600/my%2Bscars.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PFhOdX9-jvg/Tr0VKRHF5cI/AAAAAAAADVU/QB86_8JxTT0/s400/my%2Bscars.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673714371692717506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My scars remained.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey thr! Had band today and I felt that I kinda wasted my time thr. Warm up &amp;amp; no conductor took us for practice today.. except 2 hrs later? So we all pretty much slacked &amp;amp; went out for sectionals only to go back up to the music room bcos ppl complained of us making noise and stuff. Sheeeeeeesh t(-_-t) Oh! Not forgetting the whole band (ok, actually it's just me, Royston &amp;amp; a few sec1s) count down to 11.11.11secs &amp;amp; made a wish. I wished about stuff like Band, School &amp;amp;.. us. Hopefully it comes true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried Y.T.F @ Banquet for the first time. It tasted weird O: Ok random! But yeah, went home afterwards and watched pretty little liars on my awesome bed! Played random songs on the guitar &amp;amp; I feel like making a cover agn! Lul random &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing much. I'm kinda like in a confused state right now. Don't really know how I feel or should react after receiving this particular text. Speechless, to be exact. Oh well, life. Deal with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Today, I'm gonna be honest with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-996675241320158549?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/996675241320158549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=996675241320158549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/996675241320158549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/996675241320158549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-scars-remained.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PFhOdX9-jvg/Tr0VKRHF5cI/AAAAAAAADVU/QB86_8JxTT0/s72-c/my%2Bscars.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-4392511501826153244</id><published>2011-11-10T23:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T00:07:04.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rStkkYxaD9E/Trvy6Fw559I/AAAAAAAADUw/yPwIP7RQ_ko/s1600/self-denial.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rStkkYxaD9E/Trvy6Fw559I/AAAAAAAADUw/yPwIP7RQ_ko/s400/self-denial.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673395235396904914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's over, I give up, you win&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello there. I've been thinking alot &amp;amp; it's true what Farhan said:&lt;b&gt; "What's the point of being sad? We're teenagers. Enjoy being one."&lt;/b&gt; Ofcourse this isn't exactly what he said because his english sucks (ok just kidding!) but the points are there. &amp;amp;, true. What is the point of being so sad? It's true what Muhaimin said: &lt;b&gt;"Love, to me, is pointless for now"&lt;/b&gt; I agree. What's the point of having love when it doesn't make you happy? And I'm still young. I have alot to worry about than to think about all this sh1t. Therefore, I thank you both for giving me such wonderful advice. Thank you Syafiqah, Norita, Zawati, Ain, Jessica, Ros, Ridzman, Sakinah, Nasrul, Willyn, Lenz and others for being thr. Thank you guys so much. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, okay enough. I had p6 outreach yesterday and it was fun! Heart-2-heart session with Willyn while pushing ard biscuits to everyone! Hahahaha. Those cute little P6 called the both of us "Biscuit aunties"! Hahahah. &amp;amp; me and willyn would go around finding cute little boys and calling them our boyfriends! Hahahahahaha ^.^ Nevertheless, it was an enjoyable day despite whatever fucking shit that happened after that which was so redundant and I do not wish to speak of it ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here's a picture of these 2 boys!!!!!!! Cute right? (~*.*)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fdF9sqnfUcs/Trvy6IE2bcI/AAAAAAAADU4/Z02OgafwUV0/s1600/p6%2Boutreach.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fdF9sqnfUcs/Trvy6IE2bcI/AAAAAAAADU4/Z02OgafwUV0/s400/p6%2Boutreach.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673395236017434050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Actually, the purple boy looked like someone I know. Which was why I took a picture with him. But nah, this boy is cuter!!!!! And aw, his friend beside him wanted to join in too! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, then today I went kite flying with my gaygalz! It's been super long time since I last saw them and well, honestly, I miss their jokes and all! Had a wonderful day with my girls despite having to rush home and still end up being l8. Hahahaha, love you Dorenez, Felili &amp;amp; Jess! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UultNBKe9xE/Trvy6SCrSXI/AAAAAAAADVI/ljFtBZ_RYRs/s1600/PB100548.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UultNBKe9xE/Trvy6SCrSXI/AAAAAAAADVI/ljFtBZ_RYRs/s400/PB100548.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673395238692669810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band tomorrow. Just realise that I have school for the whole week. Oh gosh! Is this a holiday or whut? :( &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: because i take back my words &amp;amp; ain't gonna waste my time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-4392511501826153244?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4392511501826153244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=4392511501826153244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/4392511501826153244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/4392511501826153244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-over-i-give-up-you-win.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rStkkYxaD9E/Trvy6Fw559I/AAAAAAAADUw/yPwIP7RQ_ko/s72-c/self-denial.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-8022095550257778618</id><published>2011-11-07T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T00:31:35.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-isq0vFP5BwE/Tra0XwkeIiI/AAAAAAAADUk/ASpSJfDarcc/s1600/did%2Bu%2B4get.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-isq0vFP5BwE/Tra0XwkeIiI/AAAAAAAADUk/ASpSJfDarcc/s400/did%2Bu%2B4get.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671919100987580962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm sorry I'm not what you wanted&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello thr! Celebrated Hari raya haji and erm. It felt like any other typical boring day except that you eat alot. O: So now I think i've gained like a million KG from eating all sorts of food at my relative's place. Fucking fat faggot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't get to meet Syafiqah &amp;amp; Izyan though. That sucks! :( Oh well. Nothing much to update. Can't w8 to go lan on Tuesday &amp;amp; blackshot! Guess i lost my not-even-average 'skills'. Hahahaha ;) I hope someone will tag along tho obviously it'll be impossible but I've always hope he'd surprise me. (80% won't happen lul) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Augh, feel so fat &amp;amp; uncomfortable right now! Need to hit ze gym soon! Ta-ta, XOXO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Let me be honest. I do miss &amp;amp; think about you at times. And well, as much as I know it's your lost, i know deep inside, it's also mine. XO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-8022095550257778618?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8022095550257778618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=8022095550257778618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8022095550257778618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8022095550257778618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-sorry-im-not-what-you-wanted-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-isq0vFP5BwE/Tra0XwkeIiI/AAAAAAAADUk/ASpSJfDarcc/s72-c/did%2Bu%2B4get.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-3791796323921001540</id><published>2011-11-05T23:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T23:49:36.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HwLEruP5Qsc/TrVXXFH_tYI/AAAAAAAADUY/UxqUBv047dY/s1600/ze%2Bgalz.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HwLEruP5Qsc/TrVXXFH_tYI/AAAAAAAADUY/UxqUBv047dY/s400/ze%2Bgalz.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671535359767328130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Will this matter a year from now?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello there! Went out shopping for the whole day today and it was awesome! &lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y279/Hihey9989/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt; Hahahah whoop! Must thank Ayah for sponsoring us as a family! Shopped till i drop at Forever21. Shiok to the maximum shizz! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; bumped into Farhan @ his workplace hahahahaha! Felt so awkward and funny. Well, nothing much today. I skipped the dental apppointment today because I was too tired &amp;amp; lazy! Hahaha, well that's Batrisyia for ya. Tomorrow's Hari raya Haji already. I hope my relatives at Mekah will reach Sg safely soon xx &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcome back to the NCC ppl who went to Perak, especially Garwei the Walrus who owes both me &amp;amp; Ain souveniors! Muahahahaha ;) Oh, I kinda miss camwhoring with Ain &amp;amp; Zawati O: Eventho they're so irrinoying &amp;amp; it's fucking weird to say this but yeah, miss them both. hahahahaha oh stfu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, can't w8 to meet Syafiqah &amp;amp; ze rest of ma cousins tmr! :) Happy advanced Hari raya haji to all the muslims! Bye! &lt;img src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n230/tedonk_prematur02/emoticon/1145789836-Felici202.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: &lt;b style="font-style: italic; "&gt;My heart was broken, I was hurt, I cried every week. But not anymore. Now I'm stronger. I hope you are too. As much as I h8 to say this, I still love you. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-3791796323921001540?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3791796323921001540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=3791796323921001540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/3791796323921001540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/3791796323921001540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/11/will-this-matter-year-from-now-on-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HwLEruP5Qsc/TrVXXFH_tYI/AAAAAAAADUY/UxqUBv047dY/s72-c/ze%2Bgalz.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-2302962411994376128</id><published>2011-11-04T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T20:08:21.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fXLkpMtDhPc/TrPSPjJB0aI/AAAAAAAADUM/anveLbPjTwY/s1600/EZRAOHEZRA.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fXLkpMtDhPc/TrPSPjJB0aI/AAAAAAAADUM/anveLbPjTwY/s400/EZRAOHEZRA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671107520362566050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keeping your pride and losing it all or taking a risk and maybe, just maybe, having everything.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello everyone! :) Augh, isn't he hot? Sex god alert! He's Ezra Fitz from Pretty Little Liars and he's so lkjaslkjaslasjlkasjlaskjaslkjslkas! He's like the hottest boyfriend among the other guys in PLL ok! Whoop! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i289.photobucket.com/albums/ll226/crimson_sphere/_Emoticons_/monkeyloveplz.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I had band today and it was fine. Mr.Er was stricter today &amp;amp; I think it's a good thing. O: He's like back to his ownself as in, b4 he was lenient and nicer and stuff. I prefer him being strict because by putting pressure on us, everyone makes music. It's true!!!!!! &amp;amp; Well, i think even the sec1s made music today. So, it's a productive Band day today. Felt so happy when the seniors came back to visit us all today! &lt;img src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i250/KBABZ/WP%20Emoticons/Happy.png" border="0" /&gt; Missed 'em all alot! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O'right! I've got to visit the dentist tomorrow and have to wake up early. Again. t(-__-t) When can I ever wake up at like 2PM in the afternoon or smth?! Oh, did I mention i was almost l8 for band? Luckily I fastened my walking pace and well, reached band on time! #likeaboss &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MT intensive next week for 3 straight days. I'm so not looking forward, really. I hope I won't be sleepy and stuff. I will persevere for Olvl's sake! Come on Batrisyia!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all to post! Damn, I totally need a new URL. lul &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye, XXO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Guess what, I still think about you and miss you &lt;b&gt;at times&lt;/b&gt;, but I'm moving on. Happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-2302962411994376128?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2302962411994376128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=2302962411994376128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/2302962411994376128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/2302962411994376128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/11/keeping-your-pride-and-losing-it-all-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fXLkpMtDhPc/TrPSPjJB0aI/AAAAAAAADUM/anveLbPjTwY/s72-c/EZRAOHEZRA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-1433161903419855505</id><published>2011-11-04T00:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T00:47:48.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wNkm2os-AYQ/TrLCRm3-oCI/AAAAAAAADUA/4bjXyeY6sC0/s1600/better123.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wNkm2os-AYQ/TrLCRm3-oCI/AAAAAAAADUA/4bjXyeY6sC0/s400/better123.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670808488561778722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But I like it better when you were on my side&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello thr! Oh, had chemistry remedial and was 10 minutes l8. Mwehehehe! Met Sakinah and Syafiqah (who was 45 minutes late I tell you!) after that and went off to around choa chu kang, running away from strangers! Slacked everywhr and finally went up to my house to chill on ze bed! I just realise how comfortable my bed was lulul :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So basically just slacked in ma room and did covers for Taylor swift songs (chey!) &amp;amp; stalkin' yo mum and stuff. Hahaha! Shall do that again whoop, whoop! ^.^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Augh band tomorrow. Well, the positive thing about it is that it will be from 10 till 2PM due to the O lvl! Shiok ah! I hope thr won't be any drama gg on lul &amp;amp; I hope I won't be late tomorrow. Hahahaha, 4evalate_96@l8ergetpunish.com &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, gg off now! But b4 that, shall end off with a picture taken today with my 2 ladies! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;♡ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;♡ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aljUDlVx8kU/TrLBbES4F7I/AAAAAAAADT0/1pgeLLmeM2A/s1600/SASYA.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aljUDlVx8kU/TrLBbES4F7I/AAAAAAAADT0/1pgeLLmeM2A/s400/SASYA.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670807551566419890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bye then, XO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-1433161903419855505?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1433161903419855505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=1433161903419855505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/1433161903419855505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/1433161903419855505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/11/but-i-like-it-better-when-you-were-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wNkm2os-AYQ/TrLCRm3-oCI/AAAAAAAADUA/4bjXyeY6sC0/s72-c/better123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-4094372104306729447</id><published>2011-11-02T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T00:01:20.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvF-42ZbFXg/TrFkYPDQ29I/AAAAAAAADTo/MnJvAj6Qd8I/s1600/Not%2Bur%2Bghost%252C%2Banymore.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvF-42ZbFXg/TrFkYPDQ29I/AAAAAAAADTo/MnJvAj6Qd8I/s400/Not%2Bur%2Bghost%252C%2Banymore.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670423773356022738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You've got to stop falling for people when they start to give the slightest bit of affection&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello thr readers-that-do-not-exist! :) Yes, yes, I know. This is a very pale picture of me. Well, I'm kinda sick.. Sick of being fat! Chehhhh but I make no effort trying to work out. Eventhought I was motivated by watching some random 5 minute Cardio work out but still, laziness will always find it's way to psycho my mind and stuff! Dayyyum &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, I had band today and successfully escaped from the naggings from my VP, tgt with Eileen, for being noisy. I have never supported the idea of having sectionals during major exams/in the Air rifle range. I realise how t'cher like to pick on me because apparently, I know how to speak up for myself. So yeah, go on and try to tear me down alright? Mofo. Oh, and well we were released early so decided to find a place to sit down and have h2h talk with my band mates. ;) Talked about everything. About band, school, relationship.. everything! &amp;amp; well, I'm glad I have such open-minded friends lul &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't watch PLL for the whole of today and felt so weird hahahaha (Y) Not really in the mood to watch shows. &amp;amp; Augh, feel so fat bcos daddy bought me fishball crackers which are my favourite. Despite not being hungry, I still eat it to satisfy my craving wtf t(-.-t) Chubby mcchubby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Augh, feel so tired. I've been schooling as if it's not a holiday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mon: Band&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tue: Slack at home #likeaboss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wed: Band&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thurs(tmr): Fucking Chemistry remedial &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fri: Band (But it's starting l8 tho, due to O lvl so it's ok!!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sat: Dentist appointment @ 9.50AM (fucking shit, need to wake up sho early on a Sat morning?!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, gonna continuously have Band practices every Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays! Oh, well. For the sake of our last concert I will try to be less lazy and be more responsible! ~(^.^~) Ah, so eggcited to learn the gimmicks for our concert. &amp;amp; I've asked Mr.Er if we could use the old Band U for this concert and well, thr isn't a final decision yet but I'll still insist on carrying out the petition with Zawati! mwehehehe \m/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; Oh, so NCC friends are going off to Perak tomorrow! Well, have a safe trip guys, all of you! :) That's all, bye! XO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-4094372104306729447?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4094372104306729447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=4094372104306729447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/4094372104306729447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/4094372104306729447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/11/youve-got-to-stop-falling-for-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvF-42ZbFXg/TrFkYPDQ29I/AAAAAAAADTo/MnJvAj6Qd8I/s72-c/Not%2Bur%2Bghost%252C%2Banymore.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-826232087621735389</id><published>2011-11-02T01:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T01:52:01.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Farken' h8 how things are so different right now. Can i just live in the past and stay thr 4eva? XO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-826232087621735389?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/826232087621735389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=826232087621735389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/826232087621735389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/826232087621735389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/11/farken-h8-how-things-are-so-different.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-803245469798790913</id><published>2011-11-01T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T22:37:05.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tJpI21s2L3Q/Tq_-_1jXgTI/AAAAAAAADTc/sVgfIwhTtUs/s1600/razbliuto.bmp" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tJpI21s2L3Q/Tq_-_1jXgTI/AAAAAAAADTc/sVgfIwhTtUs/s400/razbliuto.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670030828543377714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Razbliuto: The sentimental feeling you have about someone you once love but no longer do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey thr! I know, long time since I last updated my blog. Life's been.. stable? Not as sad as I was before and things are gonna change. I'm gonna be happy. soon. Everything takes time, but I will be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it's Ridzman's birthday today! Too bad we can't bash him up hahahaha. So, happy birthday horsey! Well, I've been keeping myself busy by watching Pretty little liars, spending more time with friends and ofcourse with Band. Can't believe I'll be stepping down from band in 5 months time. I mean, wow! Just look at how time flies. O: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And gonna be taking O lvl soon too. Sigh! Really need to buck up man. Need to improve on everything! Anyway, Garwei's going off to Perak in 2 days so I hope he remembers to get me some souveniors! Whoop, and poor thang bcos he has sore throat right now and kept complaining to me but get well soon alright! Have fun playing with the water fountain! LUL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, bye ewoks! XO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: In case you dk what's an ewok, you shld totally google it and realise how both the ewok and you resembles each other. ~(*.*~) (~*.*)~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-803245469798790913?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/803245469798790913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=803245469798790913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/803245469798790913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/803245469798790913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/11/razbliuto-sentimental-feeling-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tJpI21s2L3Q/Tq_-_1jXgTI/AAAAAAAADTc/sVgfIwhTtUs/s72-c/razbliuto.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-8040740496405109380</id><published>2011-10-18T21:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T21:47:48.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NgNXeNaHI0s/Tp2BcMJyT3I/AAAAAAAADSk/uwLyHZRCcGc/s1600/I%2Bjust%2Bmiss%2Byou%252C%2Bf.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NgNXeNaHI0s/Tp2BcMJyT3I/AAAAAAAADSk/uwLyHZRCcGc/s400/I%2Bjust%2Bmiss%2Byou%252C%2Bf.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664826227600543602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"My heart is so tired"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello thr, schl sucks! Got back most of my exam papers but failed most of 'em too. Super disappointed with Bio and Geog because I studied hard for 'em both and, failed them too. Surprisingly, I passed my bio/chem P4 eventho I didn't study for it so I guess that's smth.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hope my CA will pull my results up, and I hope I'll be promoted to 4E next yr. Insya'allah everything will go smoothly. O lvl next yr, no time to brood over guys I hope? I really wanna do well and get into NP or SP. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait to get my MT P2 and I pray that I'll get an A1 for it. Malay's the only hope for me and I'm not planning to drop to MLB. :\ Oh well, all the best everyone for your results! ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye! xx &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Holding back ma tears because big girls don't cry..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-8040740496405109380?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8040740496405109380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=8040740496405109380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8040740496405109380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8040740496405109380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-heart-is-so-tired-hello-thr-schl.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NgNXeNaHI0s/Tp2BcMJyT3I/AAAAAAAADSk/uwLyHZRCcGc/s72-c/I%2Bjust%2Bmiss%2Byou%252C%2Bf.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-7991827525345236445</id><published>2011-10-16T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T22:07:18.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everything's going downhill. Everything. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-7991827525345236445?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7991827525345236445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=7991827525345236445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7991827525345236445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7991827525345236445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/10/everythings-going-downhill.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-709516500343332789</id><published>2011-10-14T17:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T17:53:02.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N5XRKDabZUg/Tpf_YFv1TTI/AAAAAAAADSY/bLGkLFeR_ME/s1600/%253B%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N5XRKDabZUg/Tpf_YFv1TTI/AAAAAAAADSY/bLGkLFeR_ME/s400/%253B%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663275845766434098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I just kind of wished none of it ever happened.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello! Yep, i know right. Super long time since I last blogged. Exams were stupid, as usual! I only became a hardcore nerd for the first 5 days of the exams! The next 4 days? Nerd mode switched off! Mwehehe ;) &amp;amp; I said goodbye to frizzy hair and hello to long straight hair. If you get what I mean.. if you don't. Then, erm. hi. anw! Check out ma eyebags! 4eva under my cute eyes one! (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I had band just now. Felt quite fucked up that we had practice just when exams ended. I expected band to resume next Monday but oh well. Everyone knows how the band roll. -_- So erm, we played Novena and i think the band didn't sound so bad, surprisingly. I mean, for most of us, we didn't touch our instruments since like a month ago. Trololol ;) And i was quite please that we made music.. for a few seconds. I mean, the other parts to me are just noise! &amp;gt;: But it's ok! I mean, it's the first time we're playing as a band, what do ya expect! &amp;gt;:( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's confirmed that we'll be having our concert @ ITE College west, teck whye! Actually I was quite disappointed.. I wanted somewhere even more grand and far. But I heard that the ite's hall sounds better than SP's. So whatever it is, the decision has been made! Preparing to sell atleast 10 tix per person, so pls do support us ok! x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anw, me and sya found a new sport to try on! Hahaha soccer! Fake. Oh well, you'll find out soon I guess? Right. I'm talking to myself as if thr's even readers! hehe, it's okay. Doing it for memories's sake! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lengthy post right? Alright then. Bye! xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Already 1 month of not having you by my side, i miss you terribly. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-709516500343332789?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/709516500343332789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=709516500343332789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/709516500343332789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/709516500343332789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-just-kind-of-wished-none-of-it-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N5XRKDabZUg/Tpf_YFv1TTI/AAAAAAAADSY/bLGkLFeR_ME/s72-c/%253B%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-6266299842867917590</id><published>2011-10-01T00:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T00:33:24.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I didn't want to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;ul style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: disc; "&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;I don’t want you to be another person that eventually&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt; leaves.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;I don’t want us to suddenly&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt; stop &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;talking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;I don’t want us to become &lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;strangers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; after becoming good friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;I don’t want you to &lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;disappear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; after becoming a part of my daily routine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;I don’t want you to be another person in my life that eventually &lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;drifts &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;away from me like everybody else did.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;I don’t want us to &lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;stop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;But we did.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-6266299842867917590?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6266299842867917590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=6266299842867917590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/6266299842867917590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/6266299842867917590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-didnt-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-9160331162899597110</id><published>2011-09-25T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T19:33:37.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JfYRnv5Jyb4/Tn8N67YdmII/AAAAAAAADSE/hWHjq8Gxanw/s1600/P9079560.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JfYRnv5Jyb4/Tn8N67YdmII/AAAAAAAADSE/hWHjq8Gxanw/s400/P9079560.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656254963024500866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You lost the love I loved the most.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Err, hey? Yes. This is a rotting/dying blog. Rott&lt;b&gt;ing&lt;/b&gt; and dy&lt;b&gt;ing&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; rotted and died. 1 more week till exams and I'm still so lazy to study eventho I told myself that I wanna do well. Oh well, i'm just lazy like that. September isn't a good month for me. Nuuu it hasn't been good. :( But I hope October will be nice. Let's hope life gets better everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm glad my girls are doing fine with their life. I hope everything goes well for everyone. All the best for the upcoming exams everyone!!! ^.^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, time to do some math though I'm so freakin' lazy! Oh my god. Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;my feelings never change&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-9160331162899597110?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9160331162899597110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=9160331162899597110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/9160331162899597110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/9160331162899597110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/09/you-lost-love-i-loved-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JfYRnv5Jyb4/Tn8N67YdmII/AAAAAAAADSE/hWHjq8Gxanw/s72-c/P9079560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-8118433742289721034</id><published>2011-09-17T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T15:47:04.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I really miss you, your presence, your hugs, your smile, your kiss, everything. I miss you. )': &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-8118433742289721034?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8118433742289721034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=8118433742289721034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8118433742289721034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8118433742289721034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-really-miss-you-your-presence-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-5892422884427047347</id><published>2011-09-09T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T00:22:44.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-inMs98EaLbk/TmjrYQLKHNI/AAAAAAAADRw/uMqm2tZhwKY/s1600/hey%2Bit%2527s%2B19..JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-inMs98EaLbk/TmjrYQLKHNI/AAAAAAAADRw/uMqm2tZhwKY/s400/hey%2Bit%2527s%2B19..JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650024534427442386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hey, i'm really sorry. I shouldn't have been such an Ahole. Pls forgive me? :'(&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-5892422884427047347?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5892422884427047347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=5892422884427047347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/5892422884427047347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/5892422884427047347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/09/hey-im-really-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-inMs98EaLbk/TmjrYQLKHNI/AAAAAAAADRw/uMqm2tZhwKY/s72-c/hey%2Bit%2527s%2B19..JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-466045512334085803</id><published>2011-09-02T18:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T19:20:09.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j4BeLdda9Vk/TmC2c4O1blI/AAAAAAAADRg/dQ15FEULdQ0/s1600/P8309171.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j4BeLdda9Vk/TmC2c4O1blI/AAAAAAAADRg/dQ15FEULdQ0/s400/P8309171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647714539969801810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PERFECTION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi bitches. I'm a fat gal today because the moment I woke up, i smell food. And when I smell food, i eat food, and when i eat food i become A FAT GAL AH DUH?! ........ &lt;i&gt;iknowitislamejustplayalong&lt;/i&gt;! *.*&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;COULDN'T STOP NOMNOMNOM-ING SINCE MY MUM COOKED AWESOME FOOD FOR GUESTS. HAHAHAHAHAHA. FUCK IT BITCH, I CAN GAIN 2 KG IN A SINGLE DAY AND I DON'T GIVE A SHIAT............... UNTIL LIKE MAYBE NOW WHEN I FEEL FAT AND BLOATED AND I SUDDENLY FEEL LIKE AS IF MY CHEEKS GREW 10 TIMES CHUBBIER. &lt;i&gt;*rolls eyes* &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i think the reason why I'm eating so much is because I'm influenced by Epic meal time which Zawati showed me last night and it's been a long time since i ate #likeaboss  which perhaps is why I'm eating so much today so fuck you bitch! _l_ &lt;b&gt;nojustkidding&lt;/b&gt;. Ok it's all about the mind nigga! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO YAAAAAAAAAAAA. I AM SO CONTROLLING MYSELF UNTIL, IDK WHEN OK!!!!! I NEED DISCIPLINE! CHEY SHUT UP. I'M HIGH AND BORED. OK I'M NOT THAAAAT HIGH I'M TRYING TO MAKE MYSELF HIGH BUT MY FACE IN REAL LIFE IS JUST LIKE THIS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; -______________________- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M BORED AND I MISS MY BOYBOY VERY MUCHHHHHHHHHHHH. HE'S OUT TO SK8 AND I'M ROTTING AT HOME. :( CAN CRY YKNOW? &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt;. &amp;amp; the last time we took a kewtz picture was soooooo long ago sobx sobx. T_____________T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--hXBQtWCSs8/TmC4mpPRBOI/AAAAAAAADRo/3-8vY25rBUE/s1600/neon%2Blights.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--hXBQtWCSs8/TmC4mpPRBOI/AAAAAAAADRo/3-8vY25rBUE/s400/neon%2Blights.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647716906767025378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;K please tell this asshole &lt;b&gt;I miss him&lt;/b&gt; if you see him, &lt;b&gt;xx &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-466045512334085803?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/466045512334085803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=466045512334085803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/466045512334085803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/466045512334085803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/09/perfection-hi-bitches.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j4BeLdda9Vk/TmC2c4O1blI/AAAAAAAADRg/dQ15FEULdQ0/s72-c/P8309171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-1797922547779917207</id><published>2011-08-31T16:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T17:18:18.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BzPafZud_Ng/Tl33aa0537I/AAAAAAAADQ4/NBuw_szniFA/s1600/P8309031.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BzPafZud_Ng/Tl33aa0537I/AAAAAAAADQ4/NBuw_szniFA/s400/P8309031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646941541042347954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's all about forgiving, reflecting and changing for the better.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi! Hari raya started like yesterday and it felt weird drinking water in the morning because I guess I'm just so used to fasting for a month. The best thing about Raya is the good food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0pRxcu9MH0/Tl36Meb6dnI/AAAAAAAADRI/UhxEgXEmzt8/s1600/P8308981.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0pRxcu9MH0/Tl36Meb6dnI/AAAAAAAADRI/UhxEgXEmzt8/s400/P8308981.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646944600027985522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Om nom nom! But too bad I couldn't really get to enjoy it because I had fever! ): *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, went to visit paternal side of family first then head on to my maternal side. Raya this year isn't as fun as last year. Felt like something is missing but I don't know what. :\ I didn't really bother how much money I get anyway. Hah, it isn't about the money ykno!! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, what's Raya without family photos? Hehehehehehehehe ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xWcLy_Py7tE/Tl36MKNmK6I/AAAAAAAADRA/VXJK2_EHtOk/s1600/P8308936.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xWcLy_Py7tE/Tl36MKNmK6I/AAAAAAAADRA/VXJK2_EHtOk/s400/P8308936.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646944594599226274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICnPYPLcGeE/Tl36NNOZ-LI/AAAAAAAADRQ/J6wl_58iYw4/s1600/P8309149.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICnPYPLcGeE/Tl36NNOZ-LI/AAAAAAAADRQ/J6wl_58iYw4/s400/P8309149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646944612587796658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok that's all.. I'm still sick :/ I hope I'll get better because there's t'chers day tomorrow and I signed up for Captain's ball together with my classmates and form t'cher! &lt;i&gt;*sigh*&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok bye! xxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-1797922547779917207?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1797922547779917207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=1797922547779917207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/1797922547779917207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/1797922547779917207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-all-about-forgiving-reflecting-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BzPafZud_Ng/Tl33aa0537I/AAAAAAAADQ4/NBuw_szniFA/s72-c/P8309031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-5527223669429570882</id><published>2011-08-29T03:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T03:05:22.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 3:04 AM. Last pre-dawn meal I'll ever have for year 2011 so maybe I should eat. Hahahahahahahahaha accompanying my dear boy to stay awake because I'm so nice like that yo! Faizzul, you love me yes? Muahahahaha! Alright, bye! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-5527223669429570882?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5527223669429570882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=5527223669429570882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/5527223669429570882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/5527223669429570882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-304-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-4078043061984180100</id><published>2011-08-28T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T21:53:03.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4PgyfZeUNO4/TlpE8aGNIzI/AAAAAAAADQw/VoKdzgWWtL0/s1600/P8268585.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4PgyfZeUNO4/TlpE8aGNIzI/AAAAAAAADQw/VoKdzgWWtL0/s400/P8268585.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645900887450526514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That smile you get when you catch him looking at you.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hari raya preparations, hari raya preparations, hari raya preparations.&lt;/b&gt; That's all in my head. 2 more days till Hari raya and Idk why some people just aren't as excited as I am. Hmmm :\ I feel weird. Hahahahahaha! ^.^ I can't wait to engulf on the good food my granny will prepare for us! Om nom nom. (Y) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna start updating this blog properly only after raya starts! So i hope there's still readers. But i don't really mind if there's none.. I mean. At times, i read this blog for my own entertainment. A blog is an online diary. So, i don't quite need readers.. do i? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And today. I said the wrong things..&lt;i&gt; *pull out hair*&lt;/i&gt; Me and my stupid mouth! Never think before talking uh, stupid battttttt. I'm really sorry to.. erm. yeap, just really sorry! :| I hope things will get better tonight! &lt;i&gt;*cross fingers* &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok bye! xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-4078043061984180100?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4078043061984180100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=4078043061984180100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/4078043061984180100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/4078043061984180100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/08/that-smile-you-get-when-you-catch-him.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4PgyfZeUNO4/TlpE8aGNIzI/AAAAAAAADQw/VoKdzgWWtL0/s72-c/P8268585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-4946938933359421027</id><published>2011-08-28T01:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T01:33:09.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iNJTmdySDBY/TlknmXDjI8I/AAAAAAAADQo/hZWagXDnKfA/s1600/P8268628.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iNJTmdySDBY/TlknmXDjI8I/AAAAAAAADQo/hZWagXDnKfA/s400/P8268628.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645587147863040962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not to spoil the ending for you, but everything's gonna be okay.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm, hi? Long time since I last updated and this site is just a site where i read/post to myself so ya! Hi bat! Trolololol. This month hasn't been so good for me and perhaps some people close to me. I wonder why :\ But all in all, everything's gonna be fine. I know it. :') &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling of losing someone till the extend of trying to make things right.. that feeling is just so. I don't know. But i finally know how important you are to me. So i'm gonna cherish you and start learning to luv you right. :) (okrandomLOL) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. Thanks to the people who has always been there. Syafiqah, Norita, Ain, Zwt, Jessica, Lenz, Ros, Siewhui, yunjie &amp;amp; definitely many others! Without you guys, I would just tumble and fall. So big thank you to you guys. And ofcourse to faizzzzzzzzzzzzzul for always being by my side thru the toughest times. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway. 1 more day till raya oh ma fuck! Trolololol. Kinda eggcited!!!! I've been spring cleaning the house since like the moment I woke up - which was 2PM by the way! hahahahaha yeah yeah, put yo hands up ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out with my girls yesterday and it wassssssssss fun! hehehehehehehe. And i received an awesomely sweet card from Zwt &amp;amp; Ain ytd so thank you both so so so so so much. *spams heart like madddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd teehee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I feel itchy and sticky all over damn! it's 1:30AM and I think i'm skipping my pre-dawn meal because I'm just so full from break fast just now! Ok goodnight xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-4946938933359421027?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4946938933359421027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=4946938933359421027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/4946938933359421027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/4946938933359421027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/08/not-to-spoil-ending-for-you-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iNJTmdySDBY/TlknmXDjI8I/AAAAAAAADQo/hZWagXDnKfA/s72-c/P8268628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-1728972748545820452</id><published>2011-08-19T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T00:14:59.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy 18th months. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-1728972748545820452?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1728972748545820452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=1728972748545820452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/1728972748545820452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/1728972748545820452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-18th-months.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-5771658794703820199</id><published>2011-08-07T00:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T00:57:32.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are my whole world. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-5771658794703820199?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5771658794703820199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=5771658794703820199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/5771658794703820199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/5771658794703820199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-are-my-whole-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-4360142661390537616</id><published>2011-08-02T22:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T22:30:46.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AG8TMwdEtGw/TjgHCxaZ7NI/AAAAAAAADQQ/JtTvyM85eRM/s1600/extraaaaa.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 44px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AG8TMwdEtGw/TjgHCxaZ7NI/AAAAAAAADQQ/JtTvyM85eRM/s400/extraaaaa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636262677859396818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You make me wanna say I do.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random update because I'm bored. Fasting's been fine, i guess? Just too bad I'm having sore throat and fever. Waiting for a smellyboy to go online at 11. Chatting with gako the frog (aka Garwei aka GAGA!) now hahahaahaha! Doing english at the same time because I'm just awesome like that.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ywanna know how gaga looks like? :) Here you go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-At0XDTnS73I/TjgFOfe0K6I/AAAAAAAADQA/-JwQ2ydDf2A/s1600/Walrus%2BBull.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-At0XDTnS73I/TjgFOfe0K6I/AAAAAAAADQA/-JwQ2ydDf2A/s400/Walrus%2BBull.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636260680181230498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KAZAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/b&gt;Garwei's the dumbfuck who didn't know I had a blog, what a moron! _l_ But he's an awesome gayfriend! ;) (aw, aren't i sweet gaga?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO, TO END OFF THIS CUTE RANDOM POST WITH A CUTIE PICT OF ME! I'M SHO IRRESISTABLEZ I KNOW RIGHT NIPPLE FACES. HAHAHAHAHA CHEYFAKE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-54Cdl7WUcfs/TjgJrQOxGbI/AAAAAAAADQY/79ICKgH9n94/s1600/P7308195.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-54Cdl7WUcfs/TjgJrQOxGbI/AAAAAAAADQY/79ICKgH9n94/s400/P7308195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636265572350106034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8) Tiut nerdz! Okay lame. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the muslims out there: Happy fasting! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;AND I'M BORED NIGGAS. K. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Byebye!&lt;br /&gt;xxo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-4360142661390537616?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4360142661390537616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=4360142661390537616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/4360142661390537616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/4360142661390537616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-make-me-wanna-say-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AG8TMwdEtGw/TjgHCxaZ7NI/AAAAAAAADQQ/JtTvyM85eRM/s72-c/extraaaaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-8262596430055907933</id><published>2011-08-01T21:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T21:52:31.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I miss you, terribly..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-8262596430055907933?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8262596430055907933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=8262596430055907933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8262596430055907933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8262596430055907933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-miss-you-terribly.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-1991640086731925190</id><published>2011-07-28T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T23:22:15.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to see you smile like you used to. Cheer up. I'm always here for you, always.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-1991640086731925190?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1991640086731925190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=1991640086731925190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/1991640086731925190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/1991640086731925190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-want-to-see-you-smile-like-you-used.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-1283358216015493713</id><published>2011-07-27T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T20:22:45.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E5K1I3EqnWY/TjACcOYHBWI/AAAAAAAADP4/lBSRsviEtWY/s1600/P7238163.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E5K1I3EqnWY/TjACcOYHBWI/AAAAAAAADP4/lBSRsviEtWY/s400/P7238163.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634005817759303010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The space between us gets bigger and I don't know what to do. I don't know what I'm feeling either. I miss the past and how we used to be.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-1283358216015493713?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1283358216015493713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=1283358216015493713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/1283358216015493713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/1283358216015493713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/07/space-between-us-gets-bigger-and-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E5K1I3EqnWY/TjACcOYHBWI/AAAAAAAADP4/lBSRsviEtWY/s72-c/P7238163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-8649840768815379204</id><published>2011-07-24T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:05:03.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m2nGx2zBITs/Tivy1O0JxwI/AAAAAAAADPw/olAhOkOmGWk/s1600/vignetting.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m2nGx2zBITs/Tivy1O0JxwI/AAAAAAAADPw/olAhOkOmGWk/s400/vignetting.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632862755280766722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The only person who can be the reason to make me cry and smile.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw this on tumblr and I teared because it relates so much to me. So here it is: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;Every Girl`s Dream:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: disc; "&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Get kissed in the rain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Have that one hot kiss where your pressed against the wall.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Have a guy who thinks she`s the world.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have a guy who holds on as long as possible when giving hugs.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;A guy who whispers he loves her in her ears.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have that moment where you just gaze into each others eyes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;When you cry, he kisses your tears away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you`re not with your guy he`s all that you can think about.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wearing his jacket and every time you breath in, his scent surrounds you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;A guy who will watch any movie with her, no matter how teary eyed she may get.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;A guy who squeezes her hand.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;A guy who says he loves her and means it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;A guy who will play her favorite song outside her window.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;A guy who is loyal.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;A guy who will sing to her no matter how bad he is at it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;A guy who will kiss her on the forehead.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;A guy who will call her beautiful or adorable. Not hot, fine, or sexy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;A guy who will never judge her for how she looks.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;A guy who says cheezy stuff to her just to make her smile.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;A guy who`s the same when he is with her and when with friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;A guy who tells her everything honestly.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;A guy who`s good with her family and introduces her to his family.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;A guy who will always let her win.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;A guy who stands up for her no matter who it is against.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;A guy who calls her at night just to say ‘hi’ and see how her day has been.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;A guy who tells her that her smile makes his day and makes everything better.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;A guy who will sit on the phone with her when she`s sad, even if she`s quiet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;A guy who she can hangout and have fun with.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;A guy who will just randomly call her for no reason at all, just because he misses her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;A guy who will hold her hand through the roughest parts of life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;A guy who would love her forever no matter the circumstance.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;A guy who wouldn`t mind her wanting to get all dressed up and do herr make up for him. Even if he says he likes her better without make up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;A guy who runs his fingers through her hair, like he’s washing her worries and troubles away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt; A guy whom she can be herself with and he will never give a care and would still tell her that she`s amazing to him.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bolded the ones that made me tear, because it's so true. :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;xxo &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-8649840768815379204?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8649840768815379204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=8649840768815379204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8649840768815379204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8649840768815379204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/07/only-person-who-can-be-reason-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m2nGx2zBITs/Tivy1O0JxwI/AAAAAAAADPw/olAhOkOmGWk/s72-c/vignetting.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-419794043338258621</id><published>2011-07-24T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T00:50:28.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love receiving random 'I love you' texts from you, it just tells me that I'm on your mind, you miss me, you're thinking of me and that you love me. Well, I love you too. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-419794043338258621?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/419794043338258621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=419794043338258621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/419794043338258621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/419794043338258621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-love-receiving-random-i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-6475641065072773603</id><published>2011-07-19T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T22:38:13.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 17th months dear. Thank you for staying strong and pampering me whenever I act cute with you, muahahaha. You've been the best. Thanks for spending time with me recently. Thanks for being so awesome &amp;amp; cute &amp;amp; hot! Work on your pacs just like how I'm gonna work @ losing 10kg for an asshole like you muahahahhaa. Ok lah, don't be fat fat ok. Not good. Always know that I'll be here when you're insecure and whenever you need me okay dear? I love you. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-6475641065072773603?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6475641065072773603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=6475641065072773603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/6475641065072773603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/6475641065072773603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-17th-months-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-7939828009170851767</id><published>2011-07-17T00:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T01:26:59.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cA7YgXmAxQs/TiHF2jRdAEI/AAAAAAAADPo/fBgEy086_Fw/s1600/WHOOOOPIE.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 358px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cA7YgXmAxQs/TiHF2jRdAEI/AAAAAAAADPo/fBgEy086_Fw/s400/WHOOOOPIE.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629998550161883202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;next to you&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi! I did alot of things all in a day, so I shall summarize it all because I'm really tired. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fetched Syafiqahthefaggot from Dhoby Ghaut because I'm just awesome like that. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Met my Aunt &amp;amp; she treated us to Pizzahut! Om nom nom ~ &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walked around nex in search for our Racial harmony day accessories! &amp;amp; even bought ourselves 80cent cutie rings! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;@ Yiochukang MRT &amp;amp; met Norita &amp;amp; Felicia, miss these girls alot! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cab to NCC HQ &amp;amp; the whole parade was quite awesome. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fireworks fireworks fireworks! ^.^ (eventho I can't see it because my tent is blocking, sobx) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went home with dearest smellyboyboy after staring at him eating his pathetic cheeseburger @ Wendy's. I'd rather he get one at Mcdonald's ok! Tsk. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, it was an awesome day! I know I've spent my day well today. Racial harmony day on Monday and we we we so excited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anyway, congratulations on finally completing your Guard of honor, Sergeant Faizzulfarez! :) I love you. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way:&lt;i&gt; the person you're thinking of while reading this, is the person that matters most to you right now. &lt;/i&gt;Well, I hope I was on your mind because you are&lt;b&gt; always&lt;/b&gt; on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight, sleeptight. xxo  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-7939828009170851767?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7939828009170851767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=7939828009170851767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7939828009170851767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7939828009170851767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/07/next-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cA7YgXmAxQs/TiHF2jRdAEI/AAAAAAAADPo/fBgEy086_Fw/s72-c/WHOOOOPIE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-4698511210363438648</id><published>2011-07-10T00:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T01:11:12.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KvxuzybvS1s/ThiI8CmmCMI/AAAAAAAADPg/4dsdjL85Lzw/s1600/we%2Bare%2Bwho%2Bwe%2Bare.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KvxuzybvS1s/ThiI8CmmCMI/AAAAAAAADPg/4dsdjL85Lzw/s400/we%2Bare%2Bwho%2Bwe%2Bare.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627398299471710402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I only want you.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi, what a boring Saturday. I was so fucking bored, I webcammed with myself in some unglam dress! Trololololol, &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; Went to Gran's and ate like a boss, omfg. Then went to Marina Bay to check out the awesome fireworks from the NDP rehearsals! Whoop, it was so pretty. Super duper pretty, &amp;amp; everyone clapped after the firework end! Hahaha, cool. Ok, that's all! I deleted Blackshot from my lappy because it's making it lag &amp;amp; there's viruses or smth! So, incase of emergency, I deleted it )': Sobx! (heartpain x10) Who helped me to delete it? ME! RIGHT FAIZZUL? Yeah, that's right sucker! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, while at Gran's i found a super beautiful photo of me. I didn't know it was me, until I really had a close look. Wow, i mean, i seriously didn't thought I'd be this pretty. So, unexpected. ^.^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to end this post, here's the pretty picture of me in primary schl! Primary schl only and I'm this cool &amp;amp; pretty, omfg. What about now people? &lt;b&gt;WHAT. ABOUT. NOW&lt;/b&gt;. 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:D &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CVnMe_BPpQw/ThiIjxngLbI/AAAAAAAADPI/AaewNIRXT_A/s1600/what%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bfuckery.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CVnMe_BPpQw/ThiIjxngLbI/AAAAAAAADPI/AaewNIRXT_A/s400/what%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bfuckery.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627397882595257778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What the fuckery of holy fucks. Ikr, cute pretty and so fucking adorable, my IC photo! Fake. :) Anyone wants my number? It's 09203240394830950874.  Anw, I know that sucker of mine still loves me for being so pretty now &amp;amp; then, whoop! I love you too sucker kental stinky smelly boyboy dear! _l_ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, bai! xxo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-4698511210363438648?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4698511210363438648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=4698511210363438648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/4698511210363438648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/4698511210363438648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-only-want-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KvxuzybvS1s/ThiI8CmmCMI/AAAAAAAADPg/4dsdjL85Lzw/s72-c/we%2Bare%2Bwho%2Bwe%2Bare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-2542920205377606188</id><published>2011-07-09T13:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T13:46:10.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6VEen7kkfIQ/Thfq8_4Z1TI/AAAAAAAADPA/QT67VK6eCNU/s1600/Snapshot_20110709_9.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-6VEen7kkfIQ/Thfq8_4Z1TI/AAAAAAAADPA/QT67VK6eCNU/s400/Snapshot_20110709_9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627224593083782450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What a boring Saturday. So, here's the question: What happens if I had a twin? :)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-2542920205377606188?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2542920205377606188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=2542920205377606188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/2542920205377606188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/2542920205377606188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-boring-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6VEen7kkfIQ/Thfq8_4Z1TI/AAAAAAAADPA/QT67VK6eCNU/s72-c/Snapshot_20110709_9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-6175214254730774006</id><published>2011-07-08T21:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T21:19:08.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zoIWn40pHcI/ThcDcKkU2sI/AAAAAAAADOo/bew9hnZ-f7o/s1600/P7047318.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zoIWn40pHcI/ThcDcKkU2sI/AAAAAAAADOo/bew9hnZ-f7o/s400/P7047318.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626970041830660802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I miss you more than you ever know.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-6175214254730774006?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6175214254730774006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=6175214254730774006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/6175214254730774006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/6175214254730774006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-miss-you-more-than-you-ever-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zoIWn40pHcI/ThcDcKkU2sI/AAAAAAAADOo/bew9hnZ-f7o/s72-c/P7047318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-8471609811275388334</id><published>2011-07-08T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T21:06:38.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z5Hqw21PECg/Thb-WnExqsI/AAAAAAAADOg/0itTUDg_o6U/s1600/3E5.bmp" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z5Hqw21PECg/Thb-WnExqsI/AAAAAAAADOg/0itTUDg_o6U/s400/3E5.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626964448845605570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You should totally click this. &lt;u&gt;TOTALLY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok honestly, eventho I'm in E5 aka the last express class who will always constantly be looked down upon, criticized and demoralized yet again, I really feel like I &lt;b&gt;belong&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Here&lt;/b&gt;. Plus, we have 2 awesome t'chers who takes care of the class ^.^ Sending us to BR just to fucking get us demoralized is fucking stupid because it only wants to prove you bitches wrong about my class. We're the last class &amp;amp; we're noisy so you're assuming we have troublemakers? STOP PICKING ON US MAN, SRSLY. LAST CLASS, SO FUCKING WHAT. SO WHAT YOU MOFO. It's so unfair how we're treated like this okay? I just wish we'd get some justice somewhere. But, i honestly love my class after every bad incident we've been through tgt! Heh, some class spirit I have right? :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;i&gt;You should listen to never say never after reading this because I'm just so fucking determined after listening to that stupid JB song! Trolol, i'm just weird&lt;b&gt;cute &lt;/b&gt;like that.&lt;/i&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-8471609811275388334?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8471609811275388334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=8471609811275388334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8471609811275388334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8471609811275388334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-should-totally-click-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z5Hqw21PECg/Thb-WnExqsI/AAAAAAAADOg/0itTUDg_o6U/s72-c/3E5.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-144422628095473763</id><published>2011-07-04T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T23:15:06.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5DQ4MTitkzw/ThHWxJkSUoI/AAAAAAAADOY/3L_BTvKVQTo/s1600/P7047320.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5DQ4MTitkzw/ThHWxJkSUoI/AAAAAAAADOY/3L_BTvKVQTo/s400/P7047320.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625513549432509058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm a happy girl today! Whoop ^.^ So to summarize the whole of today: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went Jcube with Syafiqah, Ridzman, Faizzul, Faiz, Ali, Zul, Azmi, Hadafi &amp;amp; Safwan! So funneh x10. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Made new friends like Faiz, who kept killing me in BS! &amp;gt;:(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BLACKSHOT FOR THE VERY FIRST TIME LIKE A NOOB g6. But not bad ok, i contributed to the group eventhough I'm the last plus it's my first time!!!!!! So it isn't bad. Blackshot is fun when you play it with a whole group of people. Teehee :) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Syafiqah hacked my facebook (sigh) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;POPEYE'S FOR DINNER, om nom nom! I love the shrimps! ^.^ &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had to go home early (sigh) but it's ok! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fai thinks I look cute wearing his cap hahahahahahahahah yay! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Teehee, so i am a happy girl today. Okay, I want another lan session with the same people, sho fun pls! ^.^ Alright, schl tomorrow. Sucks okay? Bye. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love you, F. You mean &lt;u&gt;alot&lt;/u&gt; to me. :) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-144422628095473763?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/144422628095473763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=144422628095473763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/144422628095473763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/144422628095473763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-happy-girl-today-whoop.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5DQ4MTitkzw/ThHWxJkSUoI/AAAAAAAADOY/3L_BTvKVQTo/s72-c/P7047320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-4775629750204941059</id><published>2011-06-28T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T22:33:33.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XDXzj737b0k/TgnlkUjV12I/AAAAAAAADN0/LDytTF3k5Sk/s1600/tumblr_ll5m14sErK1qjmya8o1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XDXzj737b0k/TgnlkUjV12I/AAAAAAAADN0/LDytTF3k5Sk/s400/tumblr_ll5m14sErK1qjmya8o1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623278021903767394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So god damn true. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-4775629750204941059?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4775629750204941059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=4775629750204941059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/4775629750204941059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/4775629750204941059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-god-damn-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XDXzj737b0k/TgnlkUjV12I/AAAAAAAADN0/LDytTF3k5Sk/s72-c/tumblr_ll5m14sErK1qjmya8o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-2349207325130162227</id><published>2011-06-24T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T16:18:45.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hzwVDVUpU9Q/TgRDzIlu3mI/AAAAAAAADNs/UPkq3f9PLo0/s1600/Picture0013.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hzwVDVUpU9Q/TgRDzIlu3mI/AAAAAAAADNs/UPkq3f9PLo0/s400/Picture0013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621692780623355490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Someone you never used to hang out with, now owns most of your time. Someone that you thought you'd never love, now owns your entire heart.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The 7 things i like about you your hair your eyes your old levi's when we kiss i'm hypnotized you make me laugh you make me cry but I guess that's both I'll have to buy. Your hands in mine when we're intertwined everything's alright. I wanna be with the one i know. And the 7th thing I like the most that you do,&lt;b&gt; you make me love you&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BORED HABBO AH. BAND IS SO BOBBA BOBBA BOBBA BOBBA BOBBA sigh. *rolls eyes* Tomorrow performance and yet there's so many last minute changes. It's ok, bat!!!! Today, you go chalet &amp;amp; BBQ, eat eat eat eat release your stress then tomorrow then worry about how the band will be like alright battyshasha? Ok!!!!! ^.^ Talking to myself like a g6 okeh? bai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-2349207325130162227?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2349207325130162227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=2349207325130162227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/2349207325130162227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/2349207325130162227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/06/someone-you-never-used-to-hang-out-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hzwVDVUpU9Q/TgRDzIlu3mI/AAAAAAAADNs/UPkq3f9PLo0/s72-c/Picture0013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-5995196917476670727</id><published>2011-06-21T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T00:02:21.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aN4bdwwgl28/TgDALT828UI/AAAAAAAADNk/HkB5CdSBCqk/s1600/Picture0012.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aN4bdwwgl28/TgDALT828UI/AAAAAAAADNk/HkB5CdSBCqk/s400/Picture0012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620703635525005634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes all a girl ever needs is someone to hold her hand.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-5995196917476670727?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5995196917476670727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=5995196917476670727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/5995196917476670727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/5995196917476670727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/06/sometimes-all-girl-ever-needs-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aN4bdwwgl28/TgDALT828UI/AAAAAAAADNk/HkB5CdSBCqk/s72-c/Picture0012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-8572352752459689371</id><published>2011-06-20T20:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T20:52:19.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x2ts1p-fixo/Tf883vgK39I/AAAAAAAADNc/C_OoDAIMDyQ/s1600/favourite%2Bboy%2B%255E.%255E.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x2ts1p-fixo/Tf883vgK39I/AAAAAAAADNc/C_OoDAIMDyQ/s400/favourite%2Bboy%2B%255E.%255E.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620277788323536850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If i could wish one thing, i'd hear you call my name.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi there. Spent my day with my boy today whoop whoop. We did our homework. I finished 2 english comprehensions okay! While he did like 3 pages of DNT drawings, trololol. And I mapled for awhile, after so long! HAHAHAHAHAAHA. I kept screaming "F, Z, F, Z!" to like differentiate between the power and the taking-potions-and-coins-button! :) 4 hours @ LJS - new record niggers! HAHAHA. I only did 2 homework in 4 hrs because someone was a distraction! I bet i was a distraction to him too! :P Trolololol, that's coz i'm so farking hot! Weehoo! *.* Went home feeling satisfied because it's both a productive and happy day for me. Plus, spent it with him makes it all better. I love this boy! xxxxxo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-8572352752459689371?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8572352752459689371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=8572352752459689371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8572352752459689371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8572352752459689371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-i-could-wish-one-thing-id-hear-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x2ts1p-fixo/Tf883vgK39I/AAAAAAAADNc/C_OoDAIMDyQ/s72-c/favourite%2Bboy%2B%255E.%255E.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-7541062506929836128</id><published>2011-06-19T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T23:10:39.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'm in love with you , because you're really awesome to me . I will remember the days we spent together . I hope we do last long , and have less fights between us you bad ass bitch butt hole toot !" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love you too asshole.&lt;/i&gt; xxxxxxox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-7541062506929836128?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7541062506929836128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=7541062506929836128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7541062506929836128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7541062506929836128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-in-love-with-you-because-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-3256542786518454696</id><published>2011-06-19T16:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T17:06:43.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OC7QZ8HR6rI/Tf25vVP1kUI/AAAAAAAADNU/BgjRqzaQoVg/s1600/16th%2Bmonths..jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OC7QZ8HR6rI/Tf25vVP1kUI/AAAAAAAADNU/BgjRqzaQoVg/s400/16th%2Bmonths..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619852132836806978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love like you've never been hurt before.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi. This post is dedicated to one of the most important person in my life, &lt;b&gt;Sergeant Faizzulfarez&lt;/b&gt;! HAHAHAHAHA whoop whoop. Hi kentalboyboy_96. Happy 16th &lt;s&gt;birthday&lt;/s&gt;! I know it's tough being with me, because I always hurt you, always make you upset, and I know there were tears shed because you couldn't take the pain. Same here. :\ But i know that no matter what happens, you're always gonna be by my side, supporting me. And even if it hurts you, you'll still be there. And when you said that you can't afford to see me get hurt, it just proves how much I mean to you. Well, fai you mean alot to me too. You're the bestfriend (thatilovelolol) I could ever have, and I want nothing to change. I know I can rely on you, i know i can. Thank you for always entertaining me and for always trying to love me right. Thank you for making my day a better one everyday. I'll always look forward to going home and talking to you everyday. Please know that you can count on me too. I love you for who you are. Happy 16th, once again. xxxxxo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-3256542786518454696?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3256542786518454696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=3256542786518454696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/3256542786518454696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/3256542786518454696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/06/love-like-youve-never-been-hurt-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OC7QZ8HR6rI/Tf25vVP1kUI/AAAAAAAADNU/BgjRqzaQoVg/s72-c/16th%2Bmonths..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-117816294999626086</id><published>2011-06-15T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T20:17:46.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lm2joV_KpV4/TfigKCEiMwI/AAAAAAAADNM/vEKMudtBH8k/s1600/P6125989.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lm2joV_KpV4/TfigKCEiMwI/AAAAAAAADNM/vEKMudtBH8k/s400/P6125989.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618416629359719170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm all alone and I need you now.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, i'm back from Vietnam yesterday! :) So, a word to describe Viet? &lt;b&gt;Experience.&lt;/b&gt; Definitely experience. Having to part with Tony was a little heart breaking. He's been an awesome tour guide, sacrificing his life to help us down the 'death slope' etc. He's been awesome. ;) &amp;amp; I'll never forget those heart-to-heart talks with the girls either in the hotel/night train. It was really awesome. And seeing how our friendship bloomed. No doubt I'll never forget this trip. Ever. :) Toi yue ban, Vietnam! ^.^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-117816294999626086?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/117816294999626086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=117816294999626086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/117816294999626086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/117816294999626086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-all-alone-and-i-need-you-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lm2joV_KpV4/TfigKCEiMwI/AAAAAAAADNM/vEKMudtBH8k/s72-c/P6125989.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-2084582201848148269</id><published>2011-06-08T20:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T20:59:42.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E8I5yiwX_M0/Te9wf9VJTwI/AAAAAAAADNE/BgYHxxZtQPM/s1600/P6075185.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E8I5yiwX_M0/Te9wf9VJTwI/AAAAAAAADNE/BgYHxxZtQPM/s400/P6075185.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615830954695806722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to be there for you&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi there. Back from band camp!!!!!!!! Which, IMHO, it's screwed up. Especially the games. Hah, oh well. :/ Went to slack in the music room with Waitin and China boy @ 1+ AM in da morning and i received a text from lenz saying that he sense something and I should be careful and never be alone, especially near the stairs. What the fuck. -_- -'- Second day, skipped PT hah! And had sectionals after that. ;) I was totally up for sectionals because I really wanted to perform well for 25th, and besides, it's a great way to bond with my juniors, srsly. Band camp ended later than the time stated, as usual -.- &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met fai after that. Poor boy's sick. :'( Get well soon k! Slacked with him at some small hall near bpsc. Miss him so much. :\ Then went home at 7. Super tired :( Vietnam tomorrow, which means I'll be skipping band practice. Shucks! I hope I can catch up!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I'LL BE GONE TILL THE 14TH JUNE SO DON'T BOTHER TEXTING ME! :D&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-2084582201848148269?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2084582201848148269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=2084582201848148269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/2084582201848148269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/2084582201848148269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/06/hi-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E8I5yiwX_M0/Te9wf9VJTwI/AAAAAAAADNE/BgYHxxZtQPM/s72-c/P6075185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-7106657459054457058</id><published>2011-06-04T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T20:22:36.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"The guy who actually called you dear,  bring you to meet his mum thru webcam, the guy who waited for you outside the  band room till 5plus and the only guy in the world who can make you steam just  by touchin ya. The guy who really loves you and tryin' his best to know how to  love ya and treat ya right. The guy who said &lt;i&gt;"sorry, i've got another girl on my mind"&lt;/i&gt;, the  guy asked you to marry him."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-7106657459054457058?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7106657459054457058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=7106657459054457058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7106657459054457058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7106657459054457058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/06/guy-who-actually-called-you-dear-bring.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-6802239877479719325</id><published>2011-06-03T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T22:51:32.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"@BATxxo don't give up bat :)" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-6802239877479719325?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6802239877479719325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=6802239877479719325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/6802239877479719325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/6802239877479719325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/06/batxxo-dont-give-up-bat.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-5990746516371960420</id><published>2011-06-02T22:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T23:05:53.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OlNsl1gF-Js/TeejDxPz6tI/AAAAAAAADM4/azNhL1hByPE/s1600/us%2Bagainst%2Bthe%2Bworld.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OlNsl1gF-Js/TeejDxPz6tI/AAAAAAAADM4/azNhL1hByPE/s400/us%2Bagainst%2Bthe%2Bworld.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613634745695202002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You get into the biggest fights with the people you care about most because those are the relationship you're willing to fight for. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi. Yesterday night, when I was crying and crying, when i was so lost, so close to giving up, I thought about the good times I spent with this boy up there. Yesh, he's the besterestersterest friend I ever have. I'm sorry I was sensitive, demanding, didn't try to understand you better. I know I'm selfish, I just want you all to myself, so I apologise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You've been wonderful, perfect and weird? Weird how one moment you can be the reason why I'm feeling so down and the next moment you can make me smile. ;) I believe you when you say you love me. &lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;. And I'm telling everyone now that I love you too boyboy! &amp;amp; I'm not afraid to tell them that we've been thru so much together, those stupid fights and those little misunderstandings. I'm proud to have you by my side, and tell everyone that we've been through alot together. When I see my future, honestly, I see you in it. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what! 17 more days to our 16th month! I love you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XXXXXXXO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-5990746516371960420?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5990746516371960420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=5990746516371960420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/5990746516371960420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/5990746516371960420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-get-into-biggest-fights-with-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OlNsl1gF-Js/TeejDxPz6tI/AAAAAAAADM4/azNhL1hByPE/s72-c/us%2Bagainst%2Bthe%2Bworld.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-4674172041114507738</id><published>2011-06-02T13:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T14:03:05.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-neC1RYKWUjM/Tecgtl5WCqI/AAAAAAAADMg/syTcYPAVGeI/s1600/Feeling%2Bblue.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-neC1RYKWUjM/Tecgtl5WCqI/AAAAAAAADMg/syTcYPAVGeI/s400/Feeling%2Bblue.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613491428179446434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The best relationships usually begins unexpectedly&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Last night was one of the worst night I had. The tears won't stop flowing for 2 hours straight &amp;amp; my guitar was my bestfriend for the night. I was so close to giving up, so close. When i woke up in the morning, I prayed to God to make it better for both of us. I begged him. I feel like I'm hurting both of us. I'd rather only 1 person gets hurt, instead of two. I'm just a girl. I get jealous and I feel insecure. But then every thought of letting go will be accompanied by the sweet memories we had together. I hope talking things out will make things right, I'm just so tired of the drama I brought upon both of us, i'm just.. so tired. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-4674172041114507738?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4674172041114507738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=4674172041114507738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/4674172041114507738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/4674172041114507738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/06/best-relationships-usually-begins.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-neC1RYKWUjM/Tecgtl5WCqI/AAAAAAAADMg/syTcYPAVGeI/s72-c/Feeling%2Bblue.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-8340673601591490225</id><published>2011-06-01T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T21:56:57.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Forget it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-8340673601591490225?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8340673601591490225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=8340673601591490225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8340673601591490225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8340673601591490225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/06/forget-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-6267268603309921283</id><published>2011-06-01T15:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T19:16:08.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OFQOt4EPGn0/TeXkJ45woTI/AAAAAAAADMQ/737DnXkPVyM/s1600/You%2527re%2Bthe%2Bapple%2Bto%2Bmy%2Bpie.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OFQOt4EPGn0/TeXkJ45woTI/AAAAAAAADMQ/737DnXkPVyM/s400/You%2527re%2Bthe%2Bapple%2Bto%2Bmy%2Bpie.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613143369131794738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You can be as cold as the winter but I don't care as long as we're together&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey there, I'm super bored. :\ It's raining heavily &amp;amp; I'm in my room playing my awesome ugly blue guitar. ^.^ Just finished watching season2 of Glee &amp;amp; now I have nothing to do, sobx sobx. I miss my dear boy right now, it's been a super long time since I last met up with him. :( He's been really sweet these days &amp;amp; i love chatting till night. I hope I can see you before I go off to Vietnam, I'm gonna miss you so much dear xxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now 2 pretty ladies of mine, Wati &amp;amp; nunu (chey!) are @ Melbourne!  Leave me alone to keep all the gossips to myself, sobx sobx. Nevertheless, I hope you both have fun &amp;amp; remember to get me souveniors ya!!!!! Whoop whoop! ^.^ Hahahahah, miss ya both! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XXO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-6267268603309921283?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6267268603309921283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=6267268603309921283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/6267268603309921283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/6267268603309921283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-can-be-as-cold-as-winter-but-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OFQOt4EPGn0/TeXkJ45woTI/AAAAAAAADMQ/737DnXkPVyM/s72-c/You%2527re%2Bthe%2Bapple%2Bto%2Bmy%2Bpie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-6567703617218379336</id><published>2011-05-31T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T19:17:17.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SyMlqPzLU9Y/TeTLPxSEeuI/AAAAAAAADMI/f08xe5n_VeQ/s1600/P5314787.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SyMlqPzLU9Y/TeTLPxSEeuI/AAAAAAAADMI/f08xe5n_VeQ/s400/P5314787.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612834507398085346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just, don't leave me.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey there ppl! Went to town with CXR today and it was awesome but we didn't managed to find anything @ both cotton on &amp;amp; the F21 at somerset313. But anyway, I bought this like 50 bangles for 13.90 bucks at new look or smth! It was initially 10 bucks more expensive! Whoop whoop ^.^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Vivo and finally got myself a new shades because someone broke it the last time I went there! (tsk) Besides that, bought a 13bucks off-shoulder yaw! ;) Went to slack at the rooftop or smth where alot of china men were asking for XR's name - trolololchinamenhahahahahahah! ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shopped alone at Lot1 since XR had to go off, sobx sobx T.T Then i bought some flowery-pattern kind of shirt which is supa vintage-ish &amp;amp; i like it! Hehehehehe. Overall it was an awesome day until i received a phonecall from xk telling me stuff about band camp that I didn't wanna hear. I just can't wait to get the band camp over and done with because the person organising this whole shit is pissing me off. I'm not referring to any of my band mates, XXX. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well. I believe in karma, bitch. And you think you're a good role model, huh? What can students like us learn from someone so disorganize like you? t(-.-t) Before trying to be friendly with us, try sucking my non-existent balls. Tyvmfylbitch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XXO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: I know I'm reading our past conversations at my own risk. It's just making me miss the very crappy, good &amp;amp; childish times we used to have. Guess everyone grows out of it just like you &amp;amp; me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-6567703617218379336?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6567703617218379336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=6567703617218379336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/6567703617218379336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/6567703617218379336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-dont-leave-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SyMlqPzLU9Y/TeTLPxSEeuI/AAAAAAAADMI/f08xe5n_VeQ/s72-c/P5314787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-7657188311284521323</id><published>2011-05-30T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T20:08:57.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_IZeZEMllg/TeOFW3WzYMI/AAAAAAAADMA/uEn9ul_eD7k/s1600/P30-05-11_17.50.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-M_IZeZEMllg/TeOFW3WzYMI/AAAAAAAADMA/uEn9ul_eD7k/s400/P30-05-11_17.50.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612476188496978114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#19 Tell her she's beautiful and make her believe it.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, just came back from exercising with KJ &amp;amp; Eileen. In the morning I planned all the 4 games in my awesome head eventhough I didn't wanted to go for camp, but Eileen told me that there will be outdoor cooking at the forest there just like what we had in Sec1 &amp;amp; well, it brought back a couple of memories so now I'm kind of excited to go for camp. See, I'm going for my friends. Whoop-whoop! ^.^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And at first, I was really pissed at them for asking me to plan for the games when I didn't even volunteered to do so, but I still planned anyway because ykno why? I'm just so awesome like that yo! Infinite swag x1000000 ;) But i felt grateful when XK and BL said thank you to me for my hardwork. See, little things can make my day. I'm not sucha petty person, I'm awesome. It's just, if i hate someone, I don't wish to do things for them. &amp;amp; i think t'chers should learn to say thank you too. Is it really that hard? :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, I love my night walk idea. Trolololol, too bad there's no time for scary movies or smth if not it would totally build up the atmosphere. I'm a little excited for band camp and I hope everyone cooperates. I think it's probably the last band camp the sec3s have or smth? And god, I can't believe that fag didn't allow us to have band camp on a later date so that the other sec3s will be able to enjoy. What a bitch. Please just suck my non-existent balls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exercising with the both of them was fun, and I felt guilty eating a cup of mashed potatoes after that. Shit! -_- Now, i feel so fat. Again. Oh well. I hope I'll be thin when I come back from Viet, mwahahha. I heard there's gonna be like 20km hike or smth? Up a mountain. Awesome shit. &amp;amp; muslims will be eating vegetarian food = by the time i come back I'll be as thin as emma watson, fake. Hahahahahaha ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meeting xinrui tomorrow for some shopping. I need beanie, shades &amp;amp; more clothes darlin'! bb! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-7657188311284521323?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7657188311284521323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=7657188311284521323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7657188311284521323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7657188311284521323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/05/19-tell-her-shes-beautiful-and-make-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_IZeZEMllg/TeOFW3WzYMI/AAAAAAAADMA/uEn9ul_eD7k/s72-c/P30-05-11_17.50.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-9153341800636006691</id><published>2011-05-29T20:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T20:43:34.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PDqVuHNqGIk/TeI7Pf6yf5I/AAAAAAAADL4/dNgcUy-uYEw/s1600/P5123200.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PDqVuHNqGIk/TeI7Pf6yf5I/AAAAAAAADL4/dNgcUy-uYEw/s400/P5123200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612113223109214098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Loving you is the second best thing I ever did, finding you is the first.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi hi hi hi. Went out with Nutass yesterday to just slack and catch up. Met her @ BPP and gossip along the way, whoop whoop! Then went to Lot1 where we slacked at rooftop &amp;amp; then at macs. Oh, she helped me hide this very pretty dark blue dress from Cotton on because there's like only 2 left &amp;amp; i was out of cash so I waited till my mum came and we bough clothes tgt! ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anw, thanks &lt;b&gt;Rotinaprata Teo&lt;/b&gt; for continuously being there for me throughout all those petty &amp;amp; lame arguments we've been through! I think we're like sisters already. Hahahaha. Band practice without you is so weird. Do come back and visit us!!!!! ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All the best to the Sec4s who will be sitting for their O lvl MT tmr! Break a leg. XX.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for today. I was having a glee marathon alone. Trolololol, pathetic much. But laughing by myself in the room was really fun. Strummed the guitar for awhile everytime I encountered a new glee cover that's really nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did cardio(s) for 15 minutes and it was as good as working out for an hour. Went to jog with KJ but our plan kinda failed due to the drizzling weather, sobx. So we went to slack under my blk for a lil' while and chatted all about band. I was telling him about how unhappy i was about certain things. Kuoky's an awesome listening ear. Teehee - going jogging with him tomorrow. Let's pray that the weather won't be such an irritating brat this time. *cross fingers* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I go, to ykno-who: Sorry we've been arguing alot quite lately. Shedding tears quite frequently (sigh). But it's thru these problems that brings us even closer right? Love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baibai ;) *waves* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XXO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Can't wait for Tuesday! Meeting dear &amp;amp; the other gaybirds to catch a movie and shop. I miss ya so much! ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-9153341800636006691?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9153341800636006691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=9153341800636006691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/9153341800636006691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/9153341800636006691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/05/loving-you-is-second-best-thing-i-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PDqVuHNqGIk/TeI7Pf6yf5I/AAAAAAAADL4/dNgcUy-uYEw/s72-c/P5123200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-4061504960241883267</id><published>2011-05-27T20:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T20:56:01.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-52ilVqWd_nY/Td-dpXFfACI/AAAAAAAADLo/td6DQaHFndQ/s1600/don%2527t%2Bforget%2Babout%2Bme..jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 103px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-52ilVqWd_nY/Td-dpXFfACI/AAAAAAAADLo/td6DQaHFndQ/s400/don%2527t%2Bforget%2Babout%2Bme..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611376994624143394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not those girls, who has a gorgeous smile, a stunning face, super long shiny hair, perfect body, attracts every guys' eye, who a guy will stare at when walking down the street and who gets 100 notes whenever they post up a new picture. I'm &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; one of those girls. I have flaws and insecurities. I do get jealous. My self esteem &lt;b&gt;does &lt;/b&gt;get lower when I see a prettier girl than me. I'm not one of those girls, i'm &lt;b&gt;sorry&lt;/b&gt; I'm not good enough. But I know &lt;b&gt;you'll love me, for me&lt;/b&gt;. Right? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-4061504960241883267?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4061504960241883267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=4061504960241883267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/4061504960241883267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/4061504960241883267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-not-those-girls-who-has-gorgeous_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-52ilVqWd_nY/Td-dpXFfACI/AAAAAAAADLo/td6DQaHFndQ/s72-c/don%2527t%2Bforget%2Babout%2Bme..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-5504008103373305830</id><published>2011-05-23T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T22:20:02.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5huohSDCfGg/TdprbhKwU0I/AAAAAAAADLg/TFR4OgaAg30/s1600/Stomp%2Bkid..JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5huohSDCfGg/TdprbhKwU0I/AAAAAAAADLg/TFR4OgaAg30/s400/Stomp%2Bkid..JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609914406347494210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi, meet Jordan! My junior from clarinet section. I call him stomp boy because, well. He came out on stomp! hahahahaha. Schl was fine. Super tiring hike for 10km straight, fuck this shit. &amp;amp; I didn't even noticed that we walked pass dairy farm, which was stupid. Seeing how that cow got scolded by the english man was (Y). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Band practice after voting. Need to start finding the scores for the whole band &amp;amp; the section. Shit. I feel a little lost after the seniors step down (sigh). Miss them already, xxo. So proud of Jordan because he was one of those clarinetist who played well &amp;amp; i tought him hehehehe ~ He also suddenly just turned around and said: Thank you, batrisyia ^.^ Awwww. So cute! Hahahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Botanic garden tomorrow! Shopping next week with fai, lenz &amp;amp; chuaxinreh ~ *.* okie, ta-ta!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-5504008103373305830?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5504008103373305830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=5504008103373305830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/5504008103373305830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/5504008103373305830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/05/hi-meet-jordan-my-junior-from-clarinet.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5huohSDCfGg/TdprbhKwU0I/AAAAAAAADLg/TFR4OgaAg30/s72-c/Stomp%2Bkid..JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-5470900821946502405</id><published>2011-05-19T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T22:38:09.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O7Ql6_c2bj0/TdUqGUob7oI/AAAAAAAADLY/PzycrLOoVIU/s1600/19%2Bmay%2B2011..jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O7Ql6_c2bj0/TdUqGUob7oI/AAAAAAAADLY/PzycrLOoVIU/s400/19%2Bmay%2B2011..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608435199065714306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And you'll always be my hero.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's 19 May 2011! ;) 15 months and we're still so strong. Thank you for always accompanying me whenever I want you to. Thank you for holding on when I was about to let go. Thank you for pulling me up whenever I'm feeling down. You don't know how sad I was when I didn't get to see you for the past 2weeks++. :( &amp;amp; today, spending just an hour with you, sitting &amp;amp; chatting, it's enough to compensate for that 2 weeks of missing your presence. I love you and I'll never forget today. Or the other days when I'm with you. XXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-5470900821946502405?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5470900821946502405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=5470900821946502405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/5470900821946502405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/5470900821946502405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/05/and-youll-always-be-my-hero.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O7Ql6_c2bj0/TdUqGUob7oI/AAAAAAAADLY/PzycrLOoVIU/s72-c/19%2Bmay%2B2011..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-1922348603064993080</id><published>2011-05-16T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T00:01:27.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P6WSnki55hc/TdFJ6mfpy5I/AAAAAAAADLQ/Zowy2kwQ14I/s1600/P5072596.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P6WSnki55hc/TdFJ6mfpy5I/AAAAAAAADLQ/Zowy2kwQ14I/s400/P5072596.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607344282167528338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear you, I'm sorry things got so tough. ): But please stay strong and hold on! I promise I'll still be here standing by you. Love, me.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-1922348603064993080?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1922348603064993080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=1922348603064993080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/1922348603064993080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/1922348603064993080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/05/dear-you-im-sorry-things-got-so-tough.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P6WSnki55hc/TdFJ6mfpy5I/AAAAAAAADLQ/Zowy2kwQ14I/s72-c/P5072596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-943338863513719271</id><published>2011-05-12T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:31:43.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-78bG1evqmdU/TcvrZ_trB9I/AAAAAAAADLI/mkh5HOf-O9w/s1600/nineteen..JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-78bG1evqmdU/TcvrZ_trB9I/AAAAAAAADLI/mkh5HOf-O9w/s400/nineteen..JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605832993024968658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'll never get tired of talking to you every night. I'll never get sick of your silly cute face. I'll never get tired of your lame old jokes. Sllab! Hahahaha. Won't ever get sick of our midnight texts eventho i'll have awesome panda eyes that you love. I'll never get sick of listening to you complaining about your injury (tsk, altho it pisses me off to see how much you've hurt yourself) - coz I know you just wants me to care. I'll never get tired of mentioning your name everyday. So this is really random but nevertheless, get well soon! HAHAHAHAH. ok bye.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bio fuck off and rot -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-943338863513719271?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/943338863513719271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=943338863513719271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/943338863513719271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/943338863513719271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/05/ill-never-get-tired-of-talking-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-78bG1evqmdU/TcvrZ_trB9I/AAAAAAAADLI/mkh5HOf-O9w/s72-c/nineteen..JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-4058748814546796392</id><published>2011-05-11T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T21:41:05.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1iC0XLH8mts/TcqOiEOIHDI/AAAAAAAADLA/bB4IqNtFras/s1600/P5072607.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1iC0XLH8mts/TcqOiEOIHDI/AAAAAAAADLA/bB4IqNtFras/s400/P5072607.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605449402115693618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love is a pledge.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God, busy with exams. I think I did badly for most of them so GG.COM to me. Sobx sobx :( Studied with Ain &amp;amp; Zawati today and will do so with Norita tomorrow. I can't wait for after exams so i'll have time for other friends omigosh. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ykno what I miss band alot!!!! Miss those Mondays, wednesdays &amp;amp; Fridays long tiring practices. Miss meeting band members. Miss slacking around and getting punished. Miss stalking ncc every friday from above with Norita (trololol). Miss hanging out at Roof garden with the usuals till 8PM or so. I miss making music with the band. I really miss band alot. AND I SO WANT A NEW GIMMICKS CAN????????? Okie i'm a band enthusiast trolol! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a short update. Bye! ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-4058748814546796392?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4058748814546796392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=4058748814546796392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/4058748814546796392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/4058748814546796392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/05/love-is-pledge.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1iC0XLH8mts/TcqOiEOIHDI/AAAAAAAADLA/bB4IqNtFras/s72-c/P5072607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-1910500604040855825</id><published>2011-05-09T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T21:58:16.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you guys ever miss someone so much that you can cry? Is it really weird to feel that way. If so, then I'm weird. Okay bai. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-1910500604040855825?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1910500604040855825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=1910500604040855825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/1910500604040855825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/1910500604040855825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/05/have-you-guys-ever-miss-someone-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-4431293512263130054</id><published>2011-05-09T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T00:37:42.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FC8RHjtPcGs/TcbEKUO8pOI/AAAAAAAADK4/09QAjwYzq1U/s1600/P5082621.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FC8RHjtPcGs/TcbEKUO8pOI/AAAAAAAADK4/09QAjwYzq1U/s400/P5082621.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604382467818300642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Earth, ya too hot for me? I'm too cool for ya. kthxbai.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-4431293512263130054?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4431293512263130054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=4431293512263130054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/4431293512263130054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/4431293512263130054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/05/earth-ya-too-hot-for-me-im-too-cool-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FC8RHjtPcGs/TcbEKUO8pOI/AAAAAAAADK4/09QAjwYzq1U/s72-c/P5082621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-2177502227514247293</id><published>2011-05-08T02:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T02:16:07.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QqO4SssOQ3U/TcWKi4AV9CI/AAAAAAAADKo/qlkaem8s_YI/s1600/best%2Bi%2Bever%2Bhad.bmp" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QqO4SssOQ3U/TcWKi4AV9CI/AAAAAAAADKo/qlkaem8s_YI/s400/best%2Bi%2Bever%2Bhad.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604037643086459938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HIIII I'M SO HAPPY TODAY. I webcammed with Faizzul (and his mum and bro). Awww, they're so cute. :) And he does alot of silly things such as putting a shoe on his cheeks. Tsk, what an asshole! And yknow, like eventho my hair looks like a lion that just woke up (due to the wind direction from the fan trolololz) he still loves me the way i am, atleast that's what he said. K i'm not tryna brag about having the best guy or smth. I'm not tryna boast about our relationship. But i really think he's an awesome guy. And, I love him the most and I'm just so glad i met someone like him.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Count down: 11 more days to 15 months! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-2177502227514247293?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2177502227514247293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=2177502227514247293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/2177502227514247293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/2177502227514247293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/05/hiiii-im-so-happy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QqO4SssOQ3U/TcWKi4AV9CI/AAAAAAAADKo/qlkaem8s_YI/s72-c/best%2Bi%2Bever%2Bhad.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-1690678815454727983</id><published>2011-05-07T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T02:21:05.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QVdm7Wvr4AM/TcWNgbOT19I/AAAAAAAADKw/MYHH4ut-6M8/s1600/P5072590.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QVdm7Wvr4AM/TcWNgbOT19I/AAAAAAAADKw/MYHH4ut-6M8/s400/P5072590.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604040899535558610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;To tell you the truth, I don’t have much to offer. But I’ll still give you everything I’ve got, even if it’s barely a thing at all. I’ll give you late nights, long hugs, good massages, someone to talk to, someone to care for, someone who will always be there, a hand to hold, somebody to lean on. And if that’s not enough, just know you have all of me. I hope that’s enough.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-1690678815454727983?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1690678815454727983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=1690678815454727983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/1690678815454727983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/1690678815454727983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/05/to-tell-you-truth-i-dont-have-much-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QVdm7Wvr4AM/TcWNgbOT19I/AAAAAAAADKw/MYHH4ut-6M8/s72-c/P5072590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-7928606619275954793</id><published>2011-05-07T14:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T14:57:08.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yuBulj-59wQ/TcTr7jQkRRI/AAAAAAAADKY/jwtfLI__0Tc/s1600/Nerdddd.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yuBulj-59wQ/TcTr7jQkRRI/AAAAAAAADKY/jwtfLI__0Tc/s400/Nerdddd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603863244665275666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what happens when you're sick of studying. I think I'm gonna flunk every subject. :( and I miss fai alotttttt &amp;gt;: Alrighty, chemistry's calling me. He's lying on my bed waiting for me to open him. Okay baibai darl! ;) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xx0. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-7928606619275954793?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7928606619275954793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=7928606619275954793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7928606619275954793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7928606619275954793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-is-what-happens-when-youre-sick-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yuBulj-59wQ/TcTr7jQkRRI/AAAAAAAADKY/jwtfLI__0Tc/s72-c/Nerdddd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-2318652956216597942</id><published>2011-04-24T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T22:08:05.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LETTING THIS BLOG ROT. UNTIL I HAVE MOTIVATION TO UPDATE IT. Okie bai xxo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-2318652956216597942?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2318652956216597942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=2318652956216597942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/2318652956216597942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/2318652956216597942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/04/letting-this-blog-rot.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-5628402573636906018</id><published>2011-04-23T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T00:17:29.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, i've got nothing to post! I'm batrisyia, and a word to describe me is Awesome. I think I'm in love with a chinese born malay. (wakakaka due to his small eyes) I think I'm cuter than you. I have coolio friends who are 10 times more awesome than chicken rice (knolink). Oh, i love stalking your mom okbai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-5628402573636906018?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5628402573636906018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=5628402573636906018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/5628402573636906018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/5628402573636906018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/04/hi-ive-got-nothing-to-post-im-batrisyia.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-8415791267658414811</id><published>2011-04-20T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T21:33:42.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If one day things get very tough, will you still be there?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-8415791267658414811?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8415791267658414811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=8415791267658414811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8415791267658414811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8415791267658414811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/04/if-one-day-things-get-very-tough-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-8291575796967081634</id><published>2011-04-16T23:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T23:56:15.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's not the product but the process.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had Awards day today. I'm so glad we're throwing away die flerdermaus!!!!! Fuckyeah! ;) I hated that song, but I'm gonna miss it alot. And well, I enjoyed playing some parts of the song. And today, the band sounded better than when we played during rehearsals. We're picking ourselves up again. ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the event is over, all of us went up to band room and we played Jericho, My neighbour totoro and for the seniors, their 2009 SYF piece that brought them a gold. Awwww. And the best thing was to see the whole band staying back and doing what we do best, making music. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I had alot alot alot of fun camwhoring with everyone! So, i grabbed a few photos from Huimin &amp;amp; Eva (check their fb for other pictures. Also got my unglam ah ): ) and well, here's some of the people that mean alot to me in Band: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-03CVdp25ugY/Tam1kGmvEcI/AAAAAAAADKQ/NY7Tmfn7cso/s1600/33333333.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-03CVdp25ugY/Tam1kGmvEcI/AAAAAAAADKQ/NY7Tmfn7cso/s400/33333333.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596203643837551042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;First and foremost, my beloved section 2! (w/o Kesie ): )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cvka0yfZB_s/Tam1kGI4lvI/AAAAAAAADKI/FKhsGGNH-AM/s1600/555555.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cvka0yfZB_s/Tam1kGI4lvI/AAAAAAAADKI/FKhsGGNH-AM/s400/555555.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596203643712345842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My double jays - Jessica &amp;amp; Jocelyn :D&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9HkGpSzBjNE/Tam1jyCNuuI/AAAAAAAADKA/h4Hirb6_oY0/s1600/11111111.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9HkGpSzBjNE/Tam1jyCNuuI/AAAAAAAADKA/h4Hirb6_oY0/s400/11111111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596203638315662050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YAY HAPPIEXGALZ_96!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fw9MQZgcQBI/Tam1jrv93jI/AAAAAAAADJ4/4yPdbgWyxUE/s1600/99999.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fw9MQZgcQBI/Tam1jrv93jI/AAAAAAAADJ4/4yPdbgWyxUE/s400/99999.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596203636628512306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Mrs. Potato - Huiminnnnnnn :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R0XRx2y5Syc/Tam0DuXWj2I/AAAAAAAADJw/Zdl9q4SZn90/s1600/77777.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R0XRx2y5Syc/Tam0DuXWj2I/AAAAAAAADJw/Zdl9q4SZn90/s400/77777.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596201988063137634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Top (Left to right): Zuanlong, Jasper, me, Huimin. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bottom &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Left to right): Zhen jia, Glenson, Huishan&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KQe0ciiJF1s/Tam0DUZP2RI/AAAAAAAADJo/LqAbAslSYGE/s1600/8888.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KQe0ciiJF1s/Tam0DUZP2RI/AAAAAAAADJo/LqAbAslSYGE/s400/8888.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596201981091764498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3s91cheNSI/Tam0DF8c30I/AAAAAAAADJg/RCJYhz9UVH8/s1600/22222222.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3s91cheNSI/Tam0DF8c30I/AAAAAAAADJg/RCJYhz9UVH8/s400/22222222.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596201977212886850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 years of friendship! ;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6yxsHZAxB0E/Tam0DMvclbI/AAAAAAAADJY/7QFBbeNn0MM/s1600/444444.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6yxsHZAxB0E/Tam0DMvclbI/AAAAAAAADJY/7QFBbeNn0MM/s400/444444.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596201979037390258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uLikMvd7Olw/Tam0CySO6fI/AAAAAAAADJQ/QjaOl_QmtwI/s1600/CONCORD.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uLikMvd7Olw/Tam0CySO6fI/AAAAAAAADJQ/QjaOl_QmtwI/s400/CONCORD.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596201971935537650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONCORDIANS - Nadhirah, Zuanlong &amp;amp; Glenson! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There ya go! ;) Most of my bestfriends are in band! I'm so glad to be part of this big family! To the graduating batch, all the best for your O lvl and do come back and visit us! I'm really looking forward to our next concert with you guys! Love you all xxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-8291575796967081634?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8291575796967081634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=8291575796967081634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8291575796967081634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8291575796967081634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-not-product-but-process.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-03CVdp25ugY/Tam1kGmvEcI/AAAAAAAADKQ/NY7Tmfn7cso/s72-c/33333333.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-3277459365880410108</id><published>2011-04-15T17:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T18:59:24.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-imA_8E3-yXQ/Tagb_UEuO1I/AAAAAAAADJI/pD7_szwH03M/s1600/P4030686.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-imA_8E3-yXQ/Tagb_UEuO1I/AAAAAAAADJI/pD7_szwH03M/s400/P4030686.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595753311542066002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to remember how you made me laugh, and sometimes cry, and I never want to forget how special and different you are. And how you touched my heart in a way that no one else could. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh haiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii :) School's been fine. I'm gonna start studying for MYE soon! Nothing muchhhhh. I've been into guitar playing lately. Trolol. I finished learning marry you and back to december specially for faiiii. ;) Aren't I a sweet girl? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I'm really out of cash right now. I wanna save up up up to get: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Vans shoe (okie, diedie I want that hotpink one! I planned to get it like last month but.. failed)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Rings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Necklaces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Shirts and dress! :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Capo &amp;amp; pick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Classical g. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must. go. shopping. with. dear. soon. Together with xinrui and my fatbestfriend. ;) Oh, it was toot's birthday this week so me and Iza gave her a split second surprise - while she was suppose to have test. And well, it's kinda last minute due to time constraint but I'm glad she really liked the prezzie we bought for her! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Band tomorrow. Can't believe we'll be wearing band uniform to perform. I mean seriously.. BU? It makes me look so fat and square :( sobxsobx. Plus, it's so hot at the hall!!! And we're gonna sit there for 2 bloody hours. In that uniform. What if i wanna pee! -_- (sigh) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY. I TOUCHED A KITTY TODAY! HAHAHAHA FAI I FACED MY FEAR AREN'T CHU PROUD OF ME. HEHEHEHEHEHE. Ok, so basically I'm scared of animals. And fai asked me to face my fear so I tried like rubbing the kitty's back and stuff and it's so cute, it keeps wanting more of my rubbings (ok i know this sounds so wrong but it's a fucking accomplishment). It's so cute and friendly. Yay! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the question, why do pretty girls commit suicide? :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: I don't know what to do without you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-3277459365880410108?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3277459365880410108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=3277459365880410108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/3277459365880410108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/3277459365880410108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-want-to-remember-how-you-made-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-imA_8E3-yXQ/Tagb_UEuO1I/AAAAAAAADJI/pD7_szwH03M/s72-c/P4030686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-3288673606999114814</id><published>2011-04-10T00:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T00:21:34.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YmZG0hMYG3o/TaCHN7yMTBI/AAAAAAAADIw/2hp2_BEUUg4/s1600/neon%2Blights.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YmZG0hMYG3o/TaCHN7yMTBI/AAAAAAAADIw/2hp2_BEUUg4/s400/neon%2Blights.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593619410650418194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I miss alot of things, and one of them is you.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this picture is damn cute and scary! HAHAHA. So anw, today, I &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Met up with Yongyi, Jiajia and Jingwee and we took 7hrs to complete our investiture video. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did not do any homework wtf. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;am bored like fucking shit. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anw, i found this @ Farah's tumblr:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fI2WAEjEuEg/TaCFsXVvXzI/AAAAAAAADIo/8AO4tN8jOTw/s1600/best%2Brelationship.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fI2WAEjEuEg/TaCFsXVvXzI/AAAAAAAADIo/8AO4tN8jOTw/s400/best%2Brelationship.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593617734420094770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isit me or.. does this relates so much to the both of us. O: In fact, it's so true. Hahahahaha! Woah, tumblr stole my diary. And, guess what. I can't wait for monday, monday, monday. ;) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gd'nite! xxo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-3288673606999114814?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3288673606999114814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=3288673606999114814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/3288673606999114814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/3288673606999114814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/04/today-i-met-up-with-yongyi-jiajia-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YmZG0hMYG3o/TaCHN7yMTBI/AAAAAAAADIw/2hp2_BEUUg4/s72-c/neon%2Blights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-732709915179495315</id><published>2011-04-07T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T21:48:49.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BAND 75, SILVER. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember the long hours of practices we had during band camp? The feeling we get when we played well? The times we spent together? That's the real deal. Like what Aaron said, it's all about the experience. ;) No doubt we expected ourselves to be better, but there are other opportunities - like the NBC next year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just now, when I held on to the gold coin, holding hands, I felt happy. I finally see the band together - as one whole. Even when we cried, we cried together as a band. Don't you guys realise that through this silver, we're more closer. I hugged Huishan and she's someone i rarely talked to. O: It isn't that bad actually, if you see the results. Today, there's only like less than 4 gold bands? Yes, the judges are demanding but it also means that standards have increased and we have to work harder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Juniors, you can no longer rely on seniors. You must take the initiative to practice your parts. We musn't be lazy and have to start from now. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To seniors, I'm sorry we disappointed you guys. But i can assure you that generally, we all did our very best. Thank you for guiding us throughout this 2 years. Thank you so much. I'll miss you all alot x infinity!!!!! ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZHENGHUA SYMPHONIC BAND - HWAITING!!!! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-732709915179495315?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/732709915179495315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=732709915179495315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/732709915179495315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/732709915179495315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/04/band-75-silver.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-93710308951209758</id><published>2011-04-06T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T20:53:58.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-He1p4iSdIEc/TZxhHkPyxtI/AAAAAAAADIg/q6DMf0kRkvY/s1600/ZSB.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-He1p4iSdIEc/TZxhHkPyxtI/AAAAAAAADIg/q6DMf0kRkvY/s400/ZSB.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592451619904210642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GOLD WITH HONORS BABY!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's the last practice till SYF. Last practice with the people who made us who we are today - Sec4/5s. I'm gonna miss all those people that I've been hanging out with recently very very much. Be it from my section or from others. ;) I'm gonna miss you guys alot. Thank you for guiding us throughout this 2 years. Thank you so much. Tomorrow's the day we're gonna prove to you guys that we didn't put your hard work to waste. Tomorrow, ZSB's getting a gold. with honors. We're gonna walk with wind. Lastly, we're gonna do our very best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Band number 75's gonna make your jaw drop. :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-93710308951209758?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/93710308951209758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=93710308951209758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/93710308951209758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/93710308951209758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/04/gold-with-honors-baby-todays-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-He1p4iSdIEc/TZxhHkPyxtI/AAAAAAAADIg/q6DMf0kRkvY/s72-c/ZSB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-5408541366677559762</id><published>2011-04-03T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:29:54.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cl5fbts3G3A/TZhyROYYKaI/AAAAAAAADIY/ievFKKEuJCs/s1600/P4030708.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cl5fbts3G3A/TZhyROYYKaI/AAAAAAAADIY/ievFKKEuJCs/s400/P4030708.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591344577624156578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Because we're so cool like that.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had dinner with fam just now. I think the waitresses at swensens should seriously give each customer a smile instead of a black face, sheesh! Oh, and the durian ice-cream is so awesome because I feel like I'm eating durian &lt;b&gt;JUST. LIKE. THAT&lt;/b&gt;. WOOO! ^~^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was listening to all the songs that ZSB performed during our concert last yr &amp;amp; i kinda, teared? Ok i know this is damn wtf but I did. I heard the oboe and well, there's a major improvement. I hope both of our oboeist gets to go for SYF. BOTH OF THEM. *cross fingers* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And like, well Norita told me that the feeling of getting a gold, is a feeling out of this world. TROLOLOL, couldn't believe we were talking about it. She told me it was a feeling greater than love (ok srsly, THIS COMING FROM NORITA TEO IS UNBELIEVABLE RIGHT?! but she did mention all this and i literally laughed my ass off) and well, I want to experience this out-of-the-world-feeling. I want to so bad. &lt;b&gt;3 more days&lt;/b&gt;. All the best! ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, i think I have the most wonderful guy in my life right now. He's so faithful and he's so sweet and cute, and we're so cool together woohoo!!!!!! He likes taylor swift -.- and he calls me balls and he has small cute eyes and his friends call him the black justin bieber and I'm proud to say that he's the best thing that's ever been mine. (ikr!!! SOOOO TAYLOR SWIFT) ^~^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Gold w. honors, come to mama.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-5408541366677559762?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5408541366677559762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=5408541366677559762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/5408541366677559762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/5408541366677559762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/04/because-were-so-cool-like-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cl5fbts3G3A/TZhyROYYKaI/AAAAAAAADIY/ievFKKEuJCs/s72-c/P4030708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-7143257833250021212</id><published>2011-04-02T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T23:50:17.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-68Z0S9FHIFc/TZdC0cs_LHI/AAAAAAAADIQ/wtJy6Ay98GE/s1600/ZSB.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-68Z0S9FHIFc/TZdC0cs_LHI/AAAAAAAADIQ/wtJy6Ay98GE/s400/ZSB.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591010931229273202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zhenghua Symphonic Band, all the best!!!!! 3 more practices to achieve our goal!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Sans Unicode'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-7143257833250021212?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7143257833250021212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=7143257833250021212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7143257833250021212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7143257833250021212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/04/zhenghua-symphonic-band-all-best-3-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-68Z0S9FHIFc/TZdC0cs_LHI/AAAAAAAADIQ/wtJy6Ay98GE/s72-c/ZSB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-1096163568245205110</id><published>2011-04-01T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T21:56:41.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9NuP2e2lgRM/TZXUpvPC3RI/AAAAAAAADIA/7zKER5efjFI/s1600/19%2Bfebruary%2B2010.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9NuP2e2lgRM/TZXUpvPC3RI/AAAAAAAADIA/7zKER5efjFI/s400/19%2Bfebruary%2B2010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590608325969632530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two hears together.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh hi! Oh my, super long time since I last updated my blog. Owellz, so here I am. School's been fine I guess. I love love love Monday mornings. Every week. ;) Okeh anw. I've bene having band for the past 1 week now. Tmr will be the last Band exchange we'll be having. I hope we'll play well and not screw up infront of others like what we did the previous week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, 3 more days of band practice then the actual day will arrive and soon it'll be over. Too bad we couldn't hear for the results live. Damn. Anw, got my stuff for the seniors already. I'm doing one special present for a special friend. ^~^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok basically I'm hooked to emotional malay songs all thanks to Ain! Sheesh, she got me hooked. And MT was a laugh with Iza and Ain hohoho! &amp;lt;3 Next time, I should buy CHOCOMINT so we can 4 (tgt with farihin) eat during MT. Hahahahaha kimsolamewtfbitchywayoftalkingyo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And ok wtf, iza just showed me a video of Satoshi yagisawa and I didn't expect him to be.. ok. Wow, i just roflmao. Okie and before I end off, huimin wanted me to post atleast a picture of the both of us tgt. So here I am, presenting to you our cute picture!!!!!! ^~^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;BABOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zl7Ca4IEYSI/TZXUp-eVwLI/AAAAAAAADII/1Syjrr-k2C4/s1600/P.F.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-Zl7Ca4IEYSI/TZXUp-eVwLI/AAAAAAAADII/1Syjrr-k2C4/s400/P.F.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590608330060316850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi we are cutie_galz101_lollip0ppiex@hot, jealous? kbai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-1096163568245205110?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1096163568245205110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=1096163568245205110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/1096163568245205110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/1096163568245205110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/04/two-hears-together.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9NuP2e2lgRM/TZXUpvPC3RI/AAAAAAAADIA/7zKER5efjFI/s72-c/19%2Bfebruary%2B2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-2788609491523326491</id><published>2011-03-26T16:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T16:36:24.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A home isn't a home. It's just a place for you to sleep in. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Batrisyia stop being so forgetful" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Batrisyia, I'm tired of you. Out of everyone, you're the only one that made my blood boil" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Batrisyia, what have become of you?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Batrisyia, you better watch out. If your results worsen, you will get it" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Batrisyia, if you leave here, don't think about coming back" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Batrisyia, if you fail O level, just quit school okay?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Batrisyia, I'm tired of taking care of you" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Batrisyia, when can you be independant like your brother?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Batrisyia, what are you doing?!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's good eh? :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-2788609491523326491?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2788609491523326491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=2788609491523326491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/2788609491523326491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/2788609491523326491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/03/home-isnt-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-3507773394583959201</id><published>2011-03-25T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T22:11:16.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N0HsYjz0TL4/TYyeuKI_B2I/AAAAAAAADH4/5qaO0ID3Wdg/s1600/%255E%255E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N0HsYjz0TL4/TYyeuKI_B2I/AAAAAAAADH4/5qaO0ID3Wdg/s400/%255E%255E.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588015753493153634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I go back to february all the time.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiiiii, had band exchange today with 3 other schl! Ok so we played badly during the first round and better the second. I guess today's just not our day. Owellz. After Jocelyn told me to talk to my clarinet, as it really help build our confidence, i spread the message on. Like a g6! Ok no link. But anw, it kinda work? Ahahaha. I was like, "hi clarinet. Please don't squeek. Please be nice to me. You are my baby. Please let me suck your mouth at ease. Please play well. Good tone." And i was rubbing it like a fucking gay. I srsly couldn't believe I said that. Ahahahaha, owell. For the sake of GWH. I feel like a fucking enthu. Oh maybe I am. trolololol ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so I'm sorry i ignored &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; because I was too shy and was blushing like a gay tomato. Hahahahah, ok sorry k madam! :) *spams fatty heart*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner with Felicia and Jessica! I miss going for dinners with them. We walked at the area where there were just alot of flies and were screaming like fucked up gays trying to run away from it. Trololol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, band tomorrow! :) Okie that's enough posting for now. I've been having a strong interest for my Emath lately. LOL, i mean srsly what's wrong wimme? okie bai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-3507773394583959201?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3507773394583959201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=3507773394583959201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/3507773394583959201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/3507773394583959201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-go-back-to-february-all-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N0HsYjz0TL4/TYyeuKI_B2I/AAAAAAAADH4/5qaO0ID3Wdg/s72-c/%255E%255E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-2292054637630741764</id><published>2011-03-23T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T22:22:04.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZDp7glPjfw/TYn6q6YUUmI/AAAAAAAADHw/g8GEGoTGCMU/s1600/P1725_23-03-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZDp7glPjfw/TYn6q6YUUmI/AAAAAAAADHw/g8GEGoTGCMU/s400/P1725_23-03-11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587272427862512226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Desperate boys and stupid girls&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spend my day slacking with this noob boy! ^~^ End up, we didn't study. lol. And, we were basically just chatting and like playing with my awesome techdeck! :P Nothing much. Oh anw, had Math test yesterday and it was the first time that I completed the whole paper in an hour's time. O: Heh, i know. Fayul much? But oh well. Let's just pray I passed. Even if it's a borderline!!!!! Oh, and i passed my previous Emath test too! 10/20. Just right ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and the picture proves how much fai always bo layan me. :'( I shall sob on my own! klame. Oh yeah, band tomorrow, friday and Saturday. Then will be having practices from Mon-Fri for syf! I hope we'll get atleast a gold for working this hard! (cross fingers) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, i had a pleasant day with the lovely people. This year i got closer to alot of other people! Ahahahaa, that's awesome. ;) Okie baibai. xoxo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-2292054637630741764?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2292054637630741764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=2292054637630741764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/2292054637630741764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/2292054637630741764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/03/desperate-boys-and-stupid-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZDp7glPjfw/TYn6q6YUUmI/AAAAAAAADHw/g8GEGoTGCMU/s72-c/P1725_23-03-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-2823593232356596647</id><published>2011-03-22T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T20:45:23.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what's wrong anymore. I just feel so tensed up all of a sudden. Like I can break down any time now. I.. don't know. I just don't feel right anymore. My intuition just tells me that something's not right? And then now I think even I changed. I don't care anymore. Or perhaps I just couldn't be bothered. It's so unlike me. This feeling is so weird. It's just so tiring. I.. don't know. I'm lost. I don't even know what's the problem anymore. Maybe, the problem's just.. me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-2823593232356596647?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2823593232356596647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=2823593232356596647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/2823593232356596647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/2823593232356596647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-dont-know-whats-wrong-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-7313401470634464216</id><published>2011-03-20T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T21:10:35.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SVtCbP0iQi8/TYX2xYdVKTI/AAAAAAAADHo/L0H-UKzYMWs/s1600/P3200057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SVtCbP0iQi8/TYX2xYdVKTI/AAAAAAAADHo/L0H-UKzYMWs/s400/P3200057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586142241062463794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;You've got a smile that could light up this whole town. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up with Toot and izzazy just now! Went to toot's house to catch a movie but, we stopped halfway because &lt;b&gt;one miss call&lt;/b&gt; was too scary and &lt;b&gt;the hangover&lt;/b&gt; was too boring for us! Hahahah, had fun stalking people and gossiping about everything! ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toot and iza surprised me with a cake and some presents! Oh my, i love the techdeck! ^^ It's so cute. ;) And the card is super sweet too! Ah, i love them both x100000! We were also singing along to rebecca black's friday like an asshole! Hahahahaha ~ love my 2 awesome girls alot! (spam hearts) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just realised I didn't touch a single one of my homework. Oops! :P Oh well. ;) Band tomorrow and going for a band concert held at ACS after that. Probably bringing all my homework so I can do it there while listening to the Japanese band playing. Woo, you've gotta think like a pro! Klame. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeya in schl, bai! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hey you! I miss you. :( Didn't get to see ya for the whole week. :( I've been tough on you, sorry. I love you. ;) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-7313401470634464216?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7313401470634464216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=7313401470634464216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7313401470634464216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/7313401470634464216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/03/youve-got-smile-that-could-light-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SVtCbP0iQi8/TYX2xYdVKTI/AAAAAAAADHo/L0H-UKzYMWs/s72-c/P3200057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-3426497606385969392</id><published>2011-03-18T23:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T00:13:36.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bYhO_G8BO9U/TYN9BGTqcgI/AAAAAAAADHg/Ou5h-WSkRhk/s1600/15.JPG"&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/-bYhO_G8BO9U/TYN9BGTqcgI/AAAAAAAADHg/Ou5h-WSkRhk/s400/15.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585445420695974402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm starting to wonder how much one heart can take. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey there! I got back from the 2D1N Band camp just yesterday! Ahahahaha - yes, it was my birthday yesterday too, woohoo! ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First day was just practice for the whole day in the library! Felt really happy that Mr.Er said that we played really well and we can "smell the gold". Motivational talk later at night. I think it wasn't.. very motivational-ing. "Together Everyone Achieve More" ^^ But the best part of the talk was the Pantene advertisment video from Thailand!!!!!! It almost made me cry. :'( Hahaha, search for Thailand pantene commercial okay? :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebrated Eva's birthday later on and Eileen was hanging around my bunk to wait for 12 midnight to pass because she wanted to be the first to wish me. Hahahaha, then she started singing me a birthday song followed by everyone else. I swear I was super touched! Hahahaha. :') Thanks for the gifts! After replying most of the text messages i received (my phone literally got spammed but it's okie), my phone died -.- Slept all the way till 2AM when Fel woke me up to ton together with James, Guan ming, Norita and Huimin. We were having a hard time finding the number for Macs delivery. And we went to most parts of the school to hide. Hehehehe ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had alot of strange encounters. O_O like at the blueroom and what we saw at the second level and the spiral staircase. And i was holding huimin's hand all the way. Gosh, i still remember the feeling i had while walking up the spiral staircase. :/ Anyway, I realised that Macdonald never taste so good before. Roflmao ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PAjDF3KHpZo/TYN9A9G1ldI/AAAAAAAADHY/3Cm3n1MH0Ps/s1600/macs.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/-PAjDF3KHpZo/TYN9A9G1ldI/AAAAAAAADHY/3Cm3n1MH0Ps/s400/macs.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585445418226259410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to watch the stars @ the parade square and went to sleep! What a sweet 15 birthday I got. Ahahahaha. And I'm so glad Mr.Er said we played well. We used to aim for a high silver, then we aimed for gold, now we're aiming for a gold with honors! Hahaha, go ZSB! 20 more days! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"We practiced for more than 100hours just for that mere 10 minutes on the stage" - Huili.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okie thank you bai bai! ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-3426497606385969392?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3426497606385969392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=3426497606385969392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/3426497606385969392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/3426497606385969392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-starting-to-wonder-how-much-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bYhO_G8BO9U/TYN9BGTqcgI/AAAAAAAADHg/Ou5h-WSkRhk/s72-c/15.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-9151556512549238176</id><published>2011-03-15T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T20:55:19.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aqw-Tmj9GaI/TX9gq66BDPI/AAAAAAAADHQ/9MHknb4t2No/s1600/i%2Bmiss%2Byou.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aqw-Tmj9GaI/TX9gq66BDPI/AAAAAAAADHQ/9MHknb4t2No/s400/i%2Bmiss%2Byou.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584288353446071538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I miss you.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-9151556512549238176?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9151556512549238176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=9151556512549238176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/9151556512549238176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/9151556512549238176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aqw-Tmj9GaI/TX9gq66BDPI/AAAAAAAADHQ/9MHknb4t2No/s72-c/i%2Bmiss%2Byou.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-8289552575350247277</id><published>2011-03-14T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T22:37:49.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lpgdnyUnJBM/TX4hEnB_NCI/AAAAAAAADHI/xtUKEc6k58M/s1600/no%2Blies%252C%2Bjust%2Blove.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lpgdnyUnJBM/TX4hEnB_NCI/AAAAAAAADHI/xtUKEc6k58M/s400/no%2Blies%252C%2Bjust%2Blove.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583936951066506274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you and I kiss.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey there! I'm so reluctant to do homework. I planned to do homework every night but as predicted, I am procrastinating as usual! Oh anyway, went around town with Sya and Izy. I guess I'm grounded as for tomorrow? :/ Dang it, why didn't I get the god damn dream catchers! :( *sob sob* It's okay, I still have some other time! ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I found tie dye shirts but the quality of the shirt kinda.. well urm, sucked? So yeah, didn't get it. :( Bought a vast, 2 necklace and a chio pink techdeck! Ahahaha, now I can go out with boring people, without feeling bored woo! ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really feel damn sad because I didn't get myself a fucking dream catcher. :( I wanted to hang it on my bag/my phone yknow!!!!!! Ok, I shall go shopping @ JP with the next pair of ppl I'm going out with which is most likely Toot and izazzy! Yay! ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, yesterday I bought connector rings together with Syafiqah from Szexian's blogshop! Super nice - bought 2 of them, and another one belongs to Sya! Ahahaha, omg I think i'm going to be a shopperholic. Oh damn, I need clothes so bad. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I end off, happy belated birthday Eva and happy advance birthday Haikel! Hahaha, woo I totally love march babies from band. Ahahahaha. ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okie bai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: I like surprise phone calls from &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;. Super long time since I heard your voice, and when I did, I just.. well. I felt happy. Because I missed you and well. You made me smile and made my day a better one. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-8289552575350247277?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8289552575350247277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=8289552575350247277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8289552575350247277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/8289552575350247277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-you-and-i-kiss.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lpgdnyUnJBM/TX4hEnB_NCI/AAAAAAAADHI/xtUKEc6k58M/s72-c/no%2Blies%252C%2Bjust%2Blove.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-2544010034033551914</id><published>2011-03-11T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T20:53:56.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't help but to feel this way you know. Everytime there's a burning sensation in my chest whenever I feel sad, that's when I know my heart's breaking bit by bit into pieces. Will you understand if i tell you that I trust you, but not her? There's a difference. I.. I just can't. Damn, i think I just need to be alone and sort out my feelings. Fuck this shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-2544010034033551914?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2544010034033551914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=2544010034033551914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/2544010034033551914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/2544010034033551914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-cant-help-but-to-feel-this-way-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800606163849941313.post-1438791912584329414</id><published>2011-03-10T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T21:30:19.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t-_hyphRw3I/TXjNsNilOSI/AAAAAAAADHA/_nf0T7a2Kb8/s1600/make%2Blove%2Bnot%2Bwar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t-_hyphRw3I/TXjNsNilOSI/AAAAAAAADHA/_nf0T7a2Kb8/s400/make%2Blove%2Bnot%2Bwar.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582437897558374690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I'm with you, I act differently. In a good way. I smile more and laugh more. I don't have to pretend everything is okay when it's not. With you, I can drop the fake smile and put on the real one. I don't feel hurt and alone when I'm with you. Instead, I feel safe and loved. You smile with your eyes when you look at me and it warms my heart. You're easy to talk to and you listen to me. You're always there for me and you're always a shoulder to cry on. I don't have to worry about holding back with you. I don't feel self-conscious. I don't care if I have messy hair because I know to you, I'm alright just the way I am. You showed me that you really do care and it's not just pretending. You show me what's love. I really appreciate your company because with you, I'm different. With you, I'm happy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxo your battybatbat :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: 9. more. days. dear. :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800606163849941313-1438791912584329414?l=batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1438791912584329414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800606163849941313&amp;postID=1438791912584329414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/1438791912584329414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800606163849941313/posts/default/1438791912584329414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://batrisyiaeatsyou.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-im-with-you-i-act-differently.html' title=''/><author><name>Batrisyia.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9J6tsNFFaA/TUUa55TxHgI/AAAAAAAADDM/5SN9_Aw3qPU/s220/PA317130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t-_hyphRw3I/TXjNsNilOSI/AAAAAAAADHA/_nf0T7a2Kb8/s72-c/make%2Blove%2Bnot%2Bwar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
