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Xoxo . Gossip Girl(:</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>212</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-4103228700206604021</id><published>2011-11-10T00:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T01:29:10.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>appreciate your love ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OULzuuK9TJ8/TrqxkXWPfOI/AAAAAAAADMQ/-rbqMPP0tjs/s1600/snapshot%2B%252875%2529.jpg" style="text-align: center; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OULzuuK9TJ8/TrqxkXWPfOI/AAAAAAAADMQ/-rbqMPP0tjs/s320/snapshot%2B%252875%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673041918927273186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;hai, im back on blogging. wow when's the last time i actually rant all my random crap. suddenly the urge of blogging came across my mind. so whats new. im back single baby! well i guess for now, my fate came to a conclusion to stay single and stress-free from guys? HAHAHA, STRESS-FREE AND STUDIES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KwiqXMmaPUk/TrqwB9ICV7I/AAAAAAAADLg/7WGHqoVK7Ak/s1600/223659_10150400837362524_623167523_10686271_569416_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KwiqXMmaPUk/TrqwB9ICV7I/AAAAAAAADLg/7WGHqoVK7Ak/s320/223659_10150400837362524_623167523_10686271_569416_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673040228261189554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lYSDdivjxFU/TrqwBD52g4I/AAAAAAAADK8/EET3MWv8twc/s320/168129_10150178005197524_623167523_8721253_4999585_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673040212900873090" style="text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y_zTugjRI4Y/Trqxj4ihx7I/AAAAAAAADL0/4HwKnZlT_7s/s320/251220_10150330678057524_623167523_10021249_1828284_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673041910657304498" style="text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KhRANuVN3Cs/TrqxjoGn6fI/AAAAAAAADLs/uEYNmd2b4ns/s320/229794_10150400888022524_623167523_10687034_1446060_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673041906245298674" style="text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EcTIdxGXfHM/TrqwBXgw6jI/AAAAAAAADLY/Zq5IUBlHJ0E/s320/188270_10150400887492524_623167523_10687030_3340650_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673040218164357682" style="text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uo9CdN2Z9pc/Trqxj0vVUlI/AAAAAAAADME/0yQQanp7GZI/s1600/dfnh.jpg" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uo9CdN2Z9pc/Trqxj0vVUlI/AAAAAAAADME/0yQQanp7GZI/s320/dfnh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673041909637272146" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d35umke6xfg/TrqzxnjNAzI/AAAAAAAADMc/EwU66eWAES4/s1600/iiiii.jpg" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d35umke6xfg/TrqzxnjNAzI/AAAAAAAADMc/EwU66eWAES4/s320/iiiii.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673044345638159154" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-72IB7ucc6e8/TrqwBFLY2GI/AAAAAAAADLE/nIUcwlyrXyg/s320/184750_1789208443653_1042839668_32010310_6399894_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673040213242861666" style="text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;this are the people whom i wont forget, and they'll remain in my heart forever and always. no doubt! cause i've known them for at least four years or so. i really appreciate every little deed they did for me, and being there for me. we do have our ups and downs, but everyone does. now, i realize that friendship really is meaningful. choose the right friends, and true. see how's there to be with you no matter what, thru thick and thin. love you guise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;but sometimes in life people come and go, like one of our lovely friends. well of course, i still miss him and hope things go well for us, but i know there's still a room for adaptation. hope so.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;so for now, let's remain calm and accept the fate. enjoy life as i can and stay happy! definitely. lovin my life as it is now. alright thats it for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;-xoxo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/span&gt;&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/7676089983051900285-4103228700206604021?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4103228700206604021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=4103228700206604021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/4103228700206604021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/4103228700206604021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2011/11/appreciate-your-love-ones.html' title='appreciate your love ones'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OULzuuK9TJ8/TrqxkXWPfOI/AAAAAAAADMQ/-rbqMPP0tjs/s72-c/snapshot%2B%252875%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-2737079229671660517</id><published>2011-10-17T13:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T13:19:05.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='they come and go easily.'/><title type='text'>friends or family?</title><content type='html'>yes I'm back on blogging baby, it's been a while. well oh well, anyway I'll just cover up with a short easy post will do the thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home alone again, wow whats new heh. been busy with boyfriend, and sometimes I find I don't have the time&lt;br /&gt;for family. well maybe nowadays my family isn't like how it use to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'd rather be saying I'd go for friends than family nowadays." maybe you might think yes I'm being emotional whatever crap but come to think of it, it does make sense now. only I know how it feels to be in my shoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I came up to a conclusion, not to trust people easily nowadays. yes, and thats final. &lt;br /&gt;-XO. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; 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width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zc-9YWpqjys/To_N2ELv1GI/AAAAAAAADHM/fW8WPjvBYEk/s1600/IMG_1134.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zc-9YWpqjys/To_N2ELv1GI/AAAAAAAADHM/fW8WPjvBYEk/s320/IMG_1134.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660969585347646562" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aLCEqCJ9T2g/To_PXmggTUI/AAAAAAAADIU/7xA6XnfJomE/s1600/223732_10150400815302524_623167523_10686046_12631_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aLCEqCJ9T2g/To_PXmggTUI/AAAAAAAADIU/7xA6XnfJomE/s320/223732_10150400815302524_623167523_10686046_12631_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660971261008825666" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TMjVEtZbbLM/To_PXhyVKjI/AAAAAAAADIM/htv31th2Zss/s1600/185270_10150400890242524_623167523_10687057_385670_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TMjVEtZbbLM/To_PXhyVKjI/AAAAAAAADIM/htv31th2Zss/s320/185270_10150400890242524_623167523_10687057_385670_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660971259741415986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oVnL2Oaw0qg/To_OgFkT1VI/AAAAAAAADIE/yQpJsjx-ia0/s320/zaynzayn.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660970307273610578" style="cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I NEED MORE PICTURES TO SPAM. BUT ITS OKAY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-XO.&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/7676089983051900285-2812731102635776098?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2812731102635776098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=2812731102635776098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/2812731102635776098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/2812731102635776098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2011/10/spamming-with-loads-of-pictures.html' title='spamming with loads of pictures.'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W67h4b5zjyg/To_PYOnHYhI/AAAAAAAADIk/dC5KrkwDT_c/s72-c/snapshot%2B%252865%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-3223712697658261085</id><published>2011-10-08T11:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T12:00:46.828+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='someone like you'/><title type='text'>new lovestory found</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JnAh0N6rMmU/To_HKP66zAI/AAAAAAAADGU/lqYVpYVHhPc/s1600/70226515.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JnAh0N6rMmU/To_HKP66zAI/AAAAAAAADGU/lqYVpYVHhPc/s320/70226515.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660962235514276866" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r4WSz-28mQk/To_HJyd4pXI/AAAAAAAADGM/fZz2JDarLRU/s320/loveyou.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660962227607872882" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0WvO5USjteQ/To_HiKzuhQI/AAAAAAAADGc/MdWOPXbjd9Y/s320/mgev.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660962646458795266" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lC9v3lzzSLk/To_HJv8hR-I/AAAAAAAADGE/RaW23syLQ_0/s320/1wyoq.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660962226931058658" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;im glad you came to my life, eventho we've known each other before that. i didnt know that we could actually meet and get to know and such that you became someone important to me. i guess it was fate meeting you and i totally deserve someone better. thank you for being there when i need you the most, giggling with you making my day so much better, and what makes it better being a part of my life. loveyou, sincerely baby elephant. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_5R56FSwTzY/To_HiQ0ZnMI/AAAAAAAADGk/Z8YvH5IfNw4/s320/mhqh.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660962648072232130" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;well i've moved on to someone new and its really a pleasure knowing him. so, im back to my normal routine now. EXAMS ARE FINALLEH OVERRR, wow its been a while since i last blog. bet its rusty and no one reads it. well oh well, sudden urge of blogging something today. and now, i really need to find something to occupy my holidays. and im thinking of going for derby(roller skates with four wheels) HMM, sounds interesting as it is. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;GIRLS. let's have a sleepover after exams. i miss you girls, well easy said all of us are busy with our own lives with our guys but nothing gonna interfere that okay bitches? loveyou girls, okay i cant wait for next saturday shopping spree with you bitches. XO. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i promise i wont abandon this blog ever again, till here then. with love,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;elyzaaa conrad. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7676089983051900285-3223712697658261085?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3223712697658261085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=3223712697658261085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/3223712697658261085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/3223712697658261085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-lovestory-found.html' title='new lovestory found'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JnAh0N6rMmU/To_HKP66zAI/AAAAAAAADGU/lqYVpYVHhPc/s72-c/70226515.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-6335645452410852351</id><published>2011-06-17T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T23:38:16.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deeeeep convo with girls'/><title type='text'>smiling but we're close to tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WNl26nYixlU/TftqXmILcUI/AAAAAAAADFk/ZHqc1SeWVvo/s1600/247278_2026940506806_1042839668_32322988_5857219_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619201913679212866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WNl26nYixlU/TftqXmILcUI/AAAAAAAADFk/ZHqc1SeWVvo/s320/247278_2026940506806_1042839668_32322988_5857219_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cute right my boyfriend, haizzzzz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nAH5bw4vu2A/TftoKnGIV1I/AAAAAAAADFc/0G_Aux4oM6c/s1600/IMG_3620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619199491577501522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nAH5bw4vu2A/TftoKnGIV1I/AAAAAAAADFc/0G_Aux4oM6c/s320/IMG_3620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so today went over to my cousin crib had some movie marathon. from some malay horror movie, to comedy to hangover to drama (vampire diaries). well we did had fun tho, even with the slightest time. basically that made my friday night tho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iwXZBJi_3XA/TftoKe0wecI/AAAAAAAADFU/xWMIUPaAC9w/s1600/253944_10150342246417524_623167523_10148415_8251416_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619199489357150658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iwXZBJi_3XA/TftoKe0wecI/AAAAAAAADFU/xWMIUPaAC9w/s320/253944_10150342246417524_623167523_10148415_8251416_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gerrvqaLjYg/TftoJktGAKI/AAAAAAAADFM/RtdrdQ3Eu10/s1600/249906_10150342334637524_623167523_10149573_5021482_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619199473755750562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gerrvqaLjYg/TftoJktGAKI/AAAAAAAADFM/RtdrdQ3Eu10/s320/249906_10150342334637524_623167523_10149573_5021482_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0K7ukzkXFqo/TftqYOYZ1bI/AAAAAAAADFs/-ZtpFBX4ElY/s1600/IMG_3396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619201924484683186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0K7ukzkXFqo/TftqYOYZ1bI/AAAAAAAADFs/-ZtpFBX4ElY/s320/IMG_3396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my bimbo's, as usual every week i will spend my entire time with them. but then again, one of us been missing. i have no idea whats up with her, but sometimes its difficult to understand her. nowadays, me and girls have been sharing/ should i say deep convo where we talk about our love story. its kinda release yer feelings out, cause you're letting go what you felt. well, nonetheless we're spending time together this thursday to EAST COAST PARK. hopefully all of us, can turn up. need some catching up to do babies. join forces of the single ladies. OH OH OH. IMMA SINGLE LADIES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BkfghPnXSzM/TftqYrFVsWI/AAAAAAAADF0/YVq5Q6dHZzw/s1600/IMG_3207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619201932189348194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BkfghPnXSzM/TftqYrFVsWI/AAAAAAAADF0/YVq5Q6dHZzw/s320/IMG_3207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yes SINGLE NOW. YET TAKEN. NOT. mayne, i miss eating BEN AND JERRY'S WAFFLE with. well i shall not elaborate on that. i mean things been complicated for now, but hopefully sooner or later you will found out yourself. not now. im happy for what i have now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L9jCJpvmyzw/TftoJXc2p2I/AAAAAAAADFE/1e22JohmU-Y/s1600/snapshot%2B%252842%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619199470197974882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L9jCJpvmyzw/TftoJXc2p2I/AAAAAAAADFE/1e22JohmU-Y/s320/snapshot%2B%252842%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;meow, chinese pinoy girl. i look different tho, dontchu think so. well :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bQaYlPnkgPk/TftqZMJLpQI/AAAAAAAADF8/MBqeWVqRaiE/s1600/tumblr_lljj1cmCSY1qcf3q0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619201941063836930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bQaYlPnkgPk/TftqZMJLpQI/AAAAAAAADF8/MBqeWVqRaiE/s320/tumblr_lljj1cmCSY1qcf3q0o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i want a future boyfriend like this, plays around with my hair. doesn't care if im in a mess. well thats simply how i want my love life to be, but sadly you dont alwasy get what you want tho. haiz, boring life. time to elope and run to NEW YORK. goodbye. chet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaaconrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-6335645452410852351?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6335645452410852351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=6335645452410852351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/6335645452410852351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/6335645452410852351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2011/06/smiling-but-were-close-to-tears.html' title='smiling but we&apos;re close to tears'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WNl26nYixlU/TftqXmILcUI/AAAAAAAADFk/ZHqc1SeWVvo/s72-c/247278_2026940506806_1042839668_32322988_5857219_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-3605694219282837182</id><published>2011-05-29T14:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T15:07:45.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sometimes things are better left unsaid.'/><title type='text'>last saturday night yeah we dance the tabletop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;let the picture do the talking first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W0TiMHCaOYQ/TeHuLEDrbCI/AAAAAAAADE4/IxuusQHdw98/s1600/230356_10150315528917524_623167523_9869701_4050005_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612028484515490850" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W0TiMHCaOYQ/TeHuLEDrbCI/AAAAAAAADE4/IxuusQHdw98/s320/230356_10150315528917524_623167523_9869701_4050005_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9sylVA3imTk/TeHsoNCjOiI/AAAAAAAADEY/esT4LzKWACg/s1600/IMG_0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612026786119629346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9sylVA3imTk/TeHsoNCjOiI/AAAAAAAADEY/esT4LzKWACg/s320/IMG_0418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-76gVTeiW39Y/TeHsnyPtvvI/AAAAAAAADEQ/mtxip2xN2NA/s1600/254138_10150324947422524_623167523_9954750_5897384_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612026778927087346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-76gVTeiW39Y/TeHsnyPtvvI/AAAAAAAADEQ/mtxip2xN2NA/s320/254138_10150324947422524_623167523_9954750_5897384_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Er-zX5vTClY/TeHsnnl9zTI/AAAAAAAADEI/sVBT5mLfRNg/s1600/251175_10150324941062524_623167523_9954582_3789068_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612026776067624242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Er-zX5vTClY/TeHsnnl9zTI/AAAAAAAADEI/sVBT5mLfRNg/s320/251175_10150324941062524_623167523_9954582_3789068_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ut9hzDXVgRg/TeHuK8A7TfI/AAAAAAAADEw/HsVk-KFyP5o/s1600/230445_10150315505342524_623167523_9869515_5770134_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612028482356465138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ut9hzDXVgRg/TeHuK8A7TfI/AAAAAAAADEw/HsVk-KFyP5o/s320/230445_10150315505342524_623167523_9869515_5770134_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my days have been complete with my awesome girlfriends. without them, i really dont know what the meaning of living. sorry if ive not been updating my blog. i think its dead for now. i dont need boyfriend, i only need my girlfriends whom is willing to listen to my pointless problems. that will fosho make my day, love you girls many many. xoxo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GQFj5lUR9sA/TeHuKrlq3OI/AAAAAAAADEo/2YhMEjKL2tw/s1600/snapshot%2B%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612028477947174114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GQFj5lUR9sA/TeHuKrlq3OI/AAAAAAAADEo/2YhMEjKL2tw/s320/snapshot%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zY3BIxsoOjA/TeHuKmrGMII/AAAAAAAADEg/SRPXS42JHl0/s1600/lunchlove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612028476627759234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zY3BIxsoOjA/TeHuKmrGMII/AAAAAAAADEg/SRPXS42JHl0/s320/lunchlove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so things have been good and sometimes bad. not to say in life we dont always get what we want. and in order to achieve what you want, you will hafta to earn it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cv8bR7djdHo/TeHsnlWeFaI/AAAAAAAADEA/EEeyQT7hX1E/s1600/250767_10150324956437524_623167523_9954963_3228034_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612026775465760162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cv8bR7djdHo/TeHsnlWeFaI/AAAAAAAADEA/EEeyQT7hX1E/s320/250767_10150324956437524_623167523_9954963_3228034_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and so yes, i have to earn money to buy this polaroid. anyway, this isn't mine. school sucha pain in the ass. results has always been a problem for me and will always be. can i just ditch school forever pretty please, nah you wish bitch. so basically, i've been busy lately with school, girlfriends, problems and so busy until i can't be bothered to update my blog. sorry meh. anyway, who even reads my blog. HAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'll update soon i guess, im so sorry if i leave the blog really dead. busy girl have this tight schedule plan on track baby! i promise i'll update soon. sorry for the short post. well like i said, the pictures do the talking. ehehehehe :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-3605694219282837182?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3605694219282837182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=3605694219282837182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/3605694219282837182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/3605694219282837182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2011/05/last-saturday-night-yeah-we-dance.html' title='last saturday night yeah we dance the tabletop'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W0TiMHCaOYQ/TeHuLEDrbCI/AAAAAAAADE4/IxuusQHdw98/s72-c/230356_10150315528917524_623167523_9869701_4050005_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-4245312804680631229</id><published>2011-04-15T22:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T22:47:37.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i just need somebody to love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i promise boy'/><title type='text'>i cool, you lame.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;please get for me all this following items:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jc15ohJwksU/TahVBVdRXFI/AAAAAAAADDQ/pyV87XTKP-Y/s1600/tumblr_ljc8jwNIOY1qbyxrvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595816018435988562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jc15ohJwksU/TahVBVdRXFI/AAAAAAAADDQ/pyV87XTKP-Y/s320/tumblr_ljc8jwNIOY1qbyxrvo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nHPw03t1jjo/TahVBNtDCKI/AAAAAAAADDI/ob24STmLzcI/s1600/tumblr_lhzq1wYuPb1qdr0s2o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595816016354674850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nHPw03t1jjo/TahVBNtDCKI/AAAAAAAADDI/ob24STmLzcI/s320/tumblr_lhzq1wYuPb1qdr0s2o1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tEqFrLYlGzM/TahVAqnmfQI/AAAAAAAADDA/VQyqJVzlpnI/s1600/tumblr_ljeyz1NOuD1qie5czo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595816006936591618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tEqFrLYlGzM/TahVAqnmfQI/AAAAAAAADDA/VQyqJVzlpnI/s320/tumblr_ljeyz1NOuD1qie5czo1_400.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay i really need a new watch, cheap monday shorts, and vans shoes. wait actually there's more to come but then its okay. for the mean time, i will only want this. eheheheeheh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gVIyyP8pPms/TahW5TGH2mI/AAAAAAAADD4/GBK2dnRF-60/s1600/Picture0148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595818079386327650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gVIyyP8pPms/TahW5TGH2mI/AAAAAAAADD4/GBK2dnRF-60/s320/Picture0148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-syEqH3d9xhs/TahWnoB5taI/AAAAAAAADDw/mIjlAbT4GlY/s1600/Picture0168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595817775768122786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-syEqH3d9xhs/TahWnoB5taI/AAAAAAAADDw/mIjlAbT4GlY/s320/Picture0168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;through webcamming, i feel sooooo much solace. i really wonder why, okay im practically bored. so it goes without saying that girls like me are very extremely vain. i am never listless. so this few weeks have been very hectic and tiring especially this week. ive been working out(as in exercising) the whole week, atleast 4 days in a week. and adding on, tomorrow im having my badminton/roller-blading session with my girlfriends. not to forget breakfast with my awesome hunk and crazy girlfriends. ahh, gonna catch up with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so i must say ive been wanting to lose weight, perhaps this is the week whereby i will lose my weight by 1/2kg possibility. chances will be quite high tho, well fvck care. i want be skinny like how i was back then, and be flawless. cause i know i have one of my lousiest beliefs that there's more prettier girls out there and i want to be one of them indeed. so in order to cancel out that beliefs, i will make sure i get that on track baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;eh i like the first picture, i look like lucy hale. HAHAHAHA, okay not. i need new pair of school shoes, is it okay for me to get high-cut shoes for school? ohdamn. schedule uptight, so slightly or more i wont be updating that fruquently. goodbye bitches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-4245312804680631229?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4245312804680631229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=4245312804680631229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/4245312804680631229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/4245312804680631229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-cool-you-lame.html' title='i cool, you lame.'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jc15ohJwksU/TahVBVdRXFI/AAAAAAAADDQ/pyV87XTKP-Y/s72-c/tumblr_ljc8jwNIOY1qbyxrvo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-4906072059619435343</id><published>2011-04-09T09:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T10:39:49.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chris brown why you soo fine'/><title type='text'>hands up good music bitches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5VkLi8EBLTk/TZ-80WQvoEI/AAAAAAAADCY/Na1Gt3wV47Y/s1600/189459_10150227321747524_623167523_9269012_1985827_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593396869732474946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5VkLi8EBLTk/TZ-80WQvoEI/AAAAAAAADCY/Na1Gt3wV47Y/s320/189459_10150227321747524_623167523_9269012_1985827_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4xD4pQPp15E/TZ-97DejgtI/AAAAAAAADCg/rLBDjWEol8o/s1600/198477_10150227323017524_623167523_9269045_1904650_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593398084460839634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4xD4pQPp15E/TZ-97DejgtI/AAAAAAAADCg/rLBDjWEol8o/s320/198477_10150227323017524_623167523_9269045_1904650_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JCCqyOeO8oI/TZ-8z5lzAfI/AAAAAAAADCA/bm6SQTjkUxQ/s1600/Picture0195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593396862036148722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JCCqyOeO8oI/TZ-8z5lzAfI/AAAAAAAADCA/bm6SQTjkUxQ/s320/Picture0195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WEBCAM SESSION WITH MY COMPLETE C.A.C.A GIRLS AND AZFART.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-teQh4LkL6GY/TZ--peJKKkI/AAAAAAAADC4/z6hj7gSoGl4/s1600/193257_10150249572262524_623167523_9328207_7847743_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593398881892837954" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-teQh4LkL6GY/TZ--peJKKkI/AAAAAAAADC4/z6hj7gSoGl4/s400/193257_10150249572262524_623167523_9328207_7847743_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;our collage including out best guyfriends zee &amp;amp; hafiz. yet we're still awesome maybe thats the reason why people want to bring us down. sorry bitches, youre just jealous that youre not cool as us. awwwwww, kiss my ass sluts, whores, cunt and twats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BIfXcd2M9co/TZ-97YLZACI/AAAAAAAADCo/iilGOdtfe3s/s1600/206486_10150248720512524_623167523_9320349_1004569_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593398090017603618" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BIfXcd2M9co/TZ-97YLZACI/AAAAAAAADCo/iilGOdtfe3s/s320/206486_10150248720512524_623167523_9320349_1004569_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;what if chris brown got the wrong number and called me! AHA, dream on bitch. eh CHRIS BROWN hot okay, with his fookin blonde hair. and guess what i found out that TYGA is one lil hottie, well adding on to the celebrity crushes heh. enough said, well ola errbody. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;school been sucha hella pain in the ass, cause too much bitches going on. drama after drama, yaknow like gossip girl. the drama wont end until you leave the hometown. bitching around until the bitching cycling wont end, hey bitch it will never end if you start it first with yer tweets. so do you feel the pinch, go on start tweeting and reblogging my post. you people are twats. stop making a fool out yerself okay? i will keep on provocating you girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no use presumptous or even fuming about them when they dgaf about us. so why bother right? suck it up and move on baby, these type of people just need attention cause their parents arent giving enough attention. well maybe thats the reason why, hah. i really sympthasize you bitches. ive still got my girlfriends to solace me, unlike you. they're dissmissively to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VOLgsZjiaNo/TZ-97rEiBlI/AAAAAAAADCw/qdjoEWceDgo/s1600/madgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593398095089108562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VOLgsZjiaNo/TZ-97rEiBlI/AAAAAAAADCw/qdjoEWceDgo/s320/madgirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;moving on, who cares about them! so, love life been good sooo faaar. although at times we do have some arguement going on but well not all relationship goes smoothly. all it needs trust, honesty and love. now thats what we call true love, and as well ive always been wanting to have a boyfriend who is my bestfriend, boyfriend and true love. *if only* high expectations, but comeon there might be chances tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QsQ6xJVXGyQ/TZ-8z6q0EKI/AAAAAAAADCI/TkgDsHIukgY/s1600/tumblr_ljb6smRpLk1qcs5luo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593396862325624994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QsQ6xJVXGyQ/TZ-8z6q0EKI/AAAAAAAADCI/TkgDsHIukgY/s320/tumblr_ljb6smRpLk1qcs5luo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i wanna be like vannessa hudgens. she's fookin gorgeous, be it she's slutty or whatever she's still pretty. what every girl wants. dream okay girl dream. kbye, i wanna to marry chris brown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh and im meeting dian pekat girlfriend, and we're off to bugis later. im gonna hug her like crazy! been a while since we last update each other, gooday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-4906072059619435343?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4906072059619435343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=4906072059619435343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/4906072059619435343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/4906072059619435343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2011/04/hands-up-good-music-bitches.html' title='hands up good music bitches'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5VkLi8EBLTk/TZ-80WQvoEI/AAAAAAAADCY/Na1Gt3wV47Y/s72-c/189459_10150227321747524_623167523_9269012_1985827_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-1331721925748698285</id><published>2011-03-26T18:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T18:59:56.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='take over control.'/><title type='text'>they complete me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LvBNac7d-cA/TY27EatYRwI/AAAAAAAADBI/73JiIRqkpSs/s1600/188845_10150225483742524_623167523_9251768_3823278_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588328397200180994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LvBNac7d-cA/TY27EatYRwI/AAAAAAAADBI/73JiIRqkpSs/s320/188845_10150225483742524_623167523_9251768_3823278_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my D, A &amp;amp; S. (gossip girl and guy clans; serena, vanessa and nate) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we've been friends for 4 years and still counting, how much laughter and arguements yet we're still bonded and close like now. i really regret for not being close back then,but whatever still i love you hunks and bitches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hHKdQmjV38M/TY2731Xr3XI/AAAAAAAADBo/eODH9s2ARvA/s1600/196630_10150225465772524_623167523_9251567_4280955_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588329280530275698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hHKdQmjV38M/TY2731Xr3XI/AAAAAAAADBo/eODH9s2ARvA/s320/196630_10150225465772524_623167523_9251567_4280955_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to my one and only deimi brigette concha, (cheeky adorable girlfriend); im still reminiscing about how much i used to hate you *roll eyes* HAHAHAHA, well oh well that was the past. but hey look at us now! how much im loving you every single time we spend with each other. remember when you really in need of someone to listen to all yer problems, im always willing to listen to all those craps and give moral support in whatever you do. 'thanks elly, i will! with you guys here, i'll be fine i loveya too!' aww so sweet and touching. i love you chinchow!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J7ZQCf2TbPc/TY27EI6sXNI/AAAAAAAADBA/Z-JpA81BKdk/s1600/197930_10150225484847524_623167523_9251783_7697677_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588328392424185042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J7ZQCf2TbPc/TY27EI6sXNI/AAAAAAAADBA/Z-JpA81BKdk/s320/197930_10150225484847524_623167523_9251783_7697677_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to my one and only gay/guyfriend (nate papa rugger); my gayguyfriend yet uncool. the person treat someone like shit therefore the person deserve shit- azfar nazri. chey chey abang rugger wise man siulxzxz. aha, anyway eventho you're weird one of a kind, still we love you! bruh, control yer ego as well dont sulk every now and then just because of small issue. 'HERE'S A SITUATION BEEN TO EVERY NATION; shows tummy* oh keep adding new crushes to your list of crush, im one of them! LOL, and please i really had fun cracking irrelevant jokes with you. oh and thank you for reminding me of my food control, i know i buncit like you. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fg0NwbLA4O4/TY274DBvslI/AAAAAAAADB4/UsD6578Yiug/s1600/188653_10150225462952524_623167523_9251541_3599697_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588329284196348498" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fg0NwbLA4O4/TY274DBvslI/AAAAAAAADB4/UsD6578Yiug/s320/188653_10150225462952524_623167523_9251541_3599697_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to my one and only HAFIZ ADNAN(chuck bass lame matrep dude); yoooo tak gerek/happening ahh lu! eventho we're not as close as how we're used to cause now you're in your ITE life, but then you really made an effort to atleast chat with me. now this is what i call true mates! you're really a fit brother already, all grown up abang fitness siul but still in the crap mode. forever and always be! hey but on the other hand, you're always making me laugh whenever im down. i really appericiate the times, when we're really close and we share secrets like nobody's business and everybody wondering why the hell are we close whereas back then we weren't. it's all in the mind bitches, i miss your deep bass voice already! hopefully we can meet again like yesterday! 17 already also need parental guidance?!? mehhhh, AHAHAHA. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U3EJ5ldze7U/TY27E6huloI/AAAAAAAADBY/iBC-NZlrdZQ/s1600/196962_10150225495457524_623167523_9251926_2662281_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588328405741246082" style="WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U3EJ5ldze7U/TY27E6huloI/AAAAAAAADBY/iBC-NZlrdZQ/s320/196962_10150225495457524_623167523_9251926_2662281_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my one and only sheeqeen (caring yet cheeky friend) ; you're the most closest out of all of them whom i used to hang out with last time. ah reminiscing about the past,make me feel like shit. all those fights, sooo immatured please. aiyo, minah times. then again, come to think of it that was the past when we havent get to know each other really well. giving this second chance to be close with you is really a great pleasure cause i seriously didnt thought we could. cause every now and then, when we get close we tend to fight over some small issue, well thats when there's some ignorant bitches. my skinny bitch great dancer, this time we really get along very well. and thanks for being there when i need you. the time when i was really mad at one particular bitch, when we wanted to screw that bitch up, and you give advices to me. i really appericiate and fortunate to spend every single time i had with you. i still keep your friendship band. dont cry baby, i love you dale dale friend. :-*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uCzNTu2oaRo/TY27Ee-wt-I/AAAAAAAADBQ/LJLKfHTB9oU/s1600/189836_10150225493432524_623167523_9251898_4905021_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588328398346827746" style="WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uCzNTu2oaRo/TY27Ee-wt-I/AAAAAAAADBQ/LJLKfHTB9oU/s320/189836_10150225493432524_623167523_9251898_4905021_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aaXh_7AQtu4/TY273lAHT_I/AAAAAAAADBg/KzYB-EjvvKM/s1600/197541_10150225496037524_623167523_9251929_3591493_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588329276136443890" style="WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aaXh_7AQtu4/TY273lAHT_I/AAAAAAAADBg/KzYB-EjvvKM/s320/197541_10150225496037524_623167523_9251929_3591493_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to MY ONE AND ONLY C.A.C. girls(WAIT SORRY HUSNA NOT IN YET); we already planned to have a flea market of our own, trip to bali and also clubbing together once we reach 18 right girls? ehehe, im really fookin sexcited to plan out every of this with you girls. once we're doing our own lifes, make sure or pinky promise we wont forget each one of us okay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQvt2R9xAAc/TY2736yX2ZI/AAAAAAAADBw/FfGyAh3_ZE8/s1600/189798_10150225464182524_623167523_9251551_3549502_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588329281984387474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQvt2R9xAAc/TY2736yX2ZI/AAAAAAAADBw/FfGyAh3_ZE8/s320/189798_10150225464182524_623167523_9251551_3549502_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY GIRLS ARE ALWAYS THE PRETTIEST.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so w/o them, my life wont be complete and typical teenager life just wanna have fun! goodbye bitches, till you see me next time. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-1331721925748698285?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1331721925748698285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=1331721925748698285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/1331721925748698285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/1331721925748698285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2011/03/they-complete-me.html' title='they complete me'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LvBNac7d-cA/TY27EatYRwI/AAAAAAAADBI/73JiIRqkpSs/s72-c/188845_10150225483742524_623167523_9251768_3823278_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-6672878644162529682</id><published>2011-03-19T01:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T00:47:15.563+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muk muk muk'/><title type='text'>aint that way you love me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PLVAwwRmu-4/TYTY-zEJlLI/AAAAAAAADA4/h6_tY5V9KAI/s1600/199293_1827261834964_1042839668_32066389_3052897_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585828011217360050" style="WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PLVAwwRmu-4/TYTY-zEJlLI/AAAAAAAADA4/h6_tY5V9KAI/s320/199293_1827261834964_1042839668_32066389_3052897_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585828012448112674" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RboxMs6HnjA/TYTY-3plYCI/AAAAAAAADAw/I7HXXNqIATo/s320/IMG_2014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VoYK9fgPfM4/TYTY-nKqeFI/AAAAAAAADAo/iPlZKplQ0vs/s1600/IMG_1823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585828008023455826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VoYK9fgPfM4/TYTY-nKqeFI/AAAAAAAADAo/iPlZKplQ0vs/s320/IMG_1823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its been a while since i updated my bloggeh. so how's everyone doing? krikrik. LOL! anyway, another day till school reopens. it sucks really sucks, back to books and mugging. oh manxzxz, i really should start my revision and utelise my time properly cause w/o knowing you see now already march then the next thing you know N LEVEL. oh man! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Basically my term one, i just got scrapped through. 19 points, like i said ive already target myself to get at least 15 points for my N level in order for me to go promote to sec 5. so i must assure myself i achieve what i want, and hope everything goes smoothly. but seeing from my point of view, i freaking lazybum! homeworks for march holidays arent complete yet, coursework havent send yet. im fucking in deep trouble, :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BALI WAS SUPERFRIGGINDUPER FUN! JETSKI is the bomb! SHOPPING IS YOU KNOW THE MOST PLEASE. sooo, the weather there was humid and i came back having rashes. maybe it the cause of changing of weather and thats the reason. i really had fun there, every single day change hotel, listening and watching the big waves. awwweeesome. and maybe some other time, i will reach there again but this time with my girlfriends perhaps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dfZs-zutgpc/TYTUaA90kuI/AAAAAAAADAg/W36nzhjDrGc/s1600/love%2Bthem%2Bmost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585822981247242978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dfZs-zutgpc/TYTUaA90kuI/AAAAAAAADAg/W36nzhjDrGc/s320/love%2Bthem%2Bmost.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*sorry azfart youre not included* but you are just the same like them. this are the people whom complete my life, w/o them i dont think i can laugh hysterically with them, nor share all my problems and have a listening ear. ahh thats one of the reason why i need them and no matter what i love them as much as they do to me. awwwwwww, sweet! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;baby, thank you for the treat on friday. i know you miss me when im away heh. anyway eventho the 'date' was just epic fail but no matter what i still appereciate every little things you did for me. even if you disturb me saying MUK to me, i still love you ninja warrior! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;why is singapore soo teeny meeny miny mooo lovah! HAHAHAHA, no seriously. ironically everyone knows each other, like somehow connected to each other. i dont want to get related to any of my friends, cause it will damn awkward. make it clear AWKWARD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-6672878644162529682?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6672878644162529682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=6672878644162529682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/6672878644162529682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/6672878644162529682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2011/03/aint-that-way-you-love-me.html' title='aint that way you love me'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PLVAwwRmu-4/TYTY-zEJlLI/AAAAAAAADA4/h6_tY5V9KAI/s72-c/199293_1827261834964_1042839668_32066389_3052897_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-2770269751228475482</id><published>2011-02-19T10:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T00:59:33.038+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy song'/><title type='text'>today i really dont feel like doing anything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FrvKp5EMKds/TV8mFTLKPpI/AAAAAAAAC_o/X-NqlpSkTjc/s1600/182030_1777698995924_1042839668_31990713_1872142_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575216736196247186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FrvKp5EMKds/TV8mFTLKPpI/AAAAAAAAC_o/X-NqlpSkTjc/s320/182030_1777698995924_1042839668_31990713_1872142_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uzi0iEh1JUQ/TV8mFf6zaQI/AAAAAAAAC_g/xGxo9uhwu5s/s1600/180514_1777667875146_1042839668_31990643_557616_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575216739617302786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uzi0iEh1JUQ/TV8mFf6zaQI/AAAAAAAAC_g/xGxo9uhwu5s/s320/180514_1777667875146_1042839668_31990643_557616_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;love this girls lil bits and more each day! and i can say that im obessed with LAUREN CONRAD. im gonna collect the other two books, cause i already have style and sugar&amp;amp;spice. two more books to go and im done! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;so basically friday night was tremendously awesome with my C.A.C girls including syazwani. the best of my friday night life, what more can i say. shopping is our normal routine. most probably our next outing together is the next flea market. oh we sure had fun together when all of us laughing over some silly and awkward things. i would always disturb deimi, and deimi disturb sheeqeen and cycle goes back. i wont forget all those sweet and sour memories we shared together. i love you girls, more than other beetches out there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2P1CsNYOdGE/TV8mE3h1KuI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/oWKbrWA4hDM/s1600/tumblr_lfm16yhhQ71qezl2xo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575216728775142114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2P1CsNYOdGE/TV8mE3h1KuI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/oWKbrWA4hDM/s320/tumblr_lfm16yhhQ71qezl2xo1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;from far left: me, deimi and sheeqeen. yay! obviously not: lauren conrad, whitney port and idk whats her name. HAHAHAHA! okay its been a while since i updated my blog. well pretty much leave this unsaid but ive been buzy with tumblr. tumblr is my addiction, how? liddat ah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh my "B.F.F" whom used to be got lost contact with each other. who cares, i mean comeon youre matured enough to think about it. i thought we actually made a promise not to forget about each other. and you dont even give me text nor calls like how you use to girl. i guess youve been buzy enough to spend more time with your ITE friends rather than thinking about how i am right now. girl, you decide okay. if youre reading this, think about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hts0bX3RKeQ/TV8mEvHln9I/AAAAAAAAC_Q/kzSfUMnBH1A/s1600/tumblr_lgotljhDgO1qzc5azo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hts0bX3RKeQ/TV8mEvHln9I/AAAAAAAAC_Q/kzSfUMnBH1A/s1600/tumblr_lgotljhDgO1qzc5azo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575216726517587922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hts0bX3RKeQ/TV8mEvHln9I/AAAAAAAAC_Q/kzSfUMnBH1A/s320/tumblr_lgotljhDgO1qzc5azo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;omggggg, dayum nice camera lense. i dont care, but im getting this soon! shall persuade dad thats fosho! HUHU, so today im going for dian's paaaaaartyyyy! saturday night life again? yes my life is pretty hectic, party all night long beetches. speaking of which, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY DIAN! LETS WATCH NC16 MOVIE NOWWWW! YOU OWE ME baybay! ahhh, i miss her already please T.T OKAY I BETTER CHOOSE WHAT TO WEAR LATER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;So yesterday my mum was nagging about how her phone bills increase and how much i havent been studying, oopsy! WELL, i know i didnt study BUT on the other hand, i did STUDY for my upcoming test but not the recent one. MATHS, i think i will flunk my maths test. yes, i cant be bothered to study for that chapter cause for all i know i hate that chapter and also for physics. tell me about it. alright i better buck up from now before its too late. way to go! endure for the next 6 more months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/7676089983051900285-2770269751228475482?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2770269751228475482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=2770269751228475482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/2770269751228475482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/2770269751228475482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2011/02/today-i-really-dont-feel-like-doing.html' title='today i really dont feel like doing anything'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FrvKp5EMKds/TV8mFTLKPpI/AAAAAAAAC_o/X-NqlpSkTjc/s72-c/182030_1777698995924_1042839668_31990713_1872142_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-1537693186880220300</id><published>2011-02-09T18:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T19:11:58.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we&apos;ll spend an hour but no more than two.'/><title type='text'>who's that chick</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TVJvTSOlmII/AAAAAAAAC_I/BpCZb182KvA/s1600/180801_10150178005527524_623167523_8721262_5985006_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571638066111944834" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TVJvTSOlmII/AAAAAAAAC_I/BpCZb182KvA/s320/180801_10150178005527524_623167523_8721262_5985006_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TVJvTGjZzpI/AAAAAAAAC_A/C2u-0hoqd_4/s1600/tumblr_lc9yw3XQ781qevbmjo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571638062978027154" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TVJvTGjZzpI/AAAAAAAAC_A/C2u-0hoqd_4/s320/tumblr_lc9yw3XQ781qevbmjo1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ahhh dont seduce me baby, fransisco. why you so hot and with that hot smile? youre seducing me dude, seriously. HAHAHAHA, okay enough said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So ive just recover from my 'great combination' of flu, slight fever and phlems. i swear i dont like to fall sick ever again, cause my biggest fear is having to take the medicine. yucks. it some sort of laxative towards me and loathing to medicine. especially when CROSS COUNTRY is like this friday. hopefully i would be fine by then, and regain back my voice. i dont want to be screaming and shouting at the top of my lungs with sore throat. thats the worst thing can happen manxzxz. feeling groggily as ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TVJvS7LASoI/AAAAAAAAC-4/Gn2aMFLlPBE/s1600/tumblr_lcrqpzaYQ31qd8z9qo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571638059922901634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TVJvS7LASoI/AAAAAAAAC-4/Gn2aMFLlPBE/s320/tumblr_lcrqpzaYQ31qd8z9qo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;isnt she gorgeous or what. totally. okay anyway, i recently got back from Kuala Lumpur as well. shopping spree, from top to bottom. ive added new clothes, cargo pants and pump shoes. well i should have just bought the nike jacket, but then dad wasnt around to supervise me. oh and i think im looking tanned than ever, but whatever it is im feeling so contented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my mind is reeling, too much events happening. from valentine's day to february babies and friends. i shall not elaborate more about friends, you know yourself okay girl. ive shouldnt mention any people name, follow the flow babe. thats life, full of shits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;omg, im saying this but i cant help it. im deeply in love with my boyfriend. kbye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-1537693186880220300?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1537693186880220300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=1537693186880220300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/1537693186880220300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/1537693186880220300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2011/02/whos-that-chick.html' title='who&apos;s that chick'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TVJvTSOlmII/AAAAAAAAC_I/BpCZb182KvA/s72-c/180801_10150178005527524_623167523_8721262_5985006_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-224765181526067633</id><published>2011-01-30T14:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T17:31:08.087+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wanna ride with me'/><title type='text'>if only my girlfriends are my spouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TUUL_hk3XLI/AAAAAAAAC-s/82hBg4dqNr0/s1600/179248_10150177967152524_623167523_8720232_8267823_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567869700286143666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TUUL_hk3XLI/AAAAAAAAC-s/82hBg4dqNr0/s320/179248_10150177967152524_623167523_8720232_8267823_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TUULsxmvMfI/AAAAAAAAC-U/RJ84ktNjuSM/s1600/180785_10150178004892524_623167523_8721241_1432809_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567869378171449842" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TUULsxmvMfI/AAAAAAAAC-U/RJ84ktNjuSM/s320/180785_10150178004892524_623167523_8721241_1432809_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TUULsbjVMzI/AAAAAAAAC-E/QMYhOaZGqgg/s1600/168129_10150178005197524_623167523_8721253_4999585_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567869372251583282" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TUULsbjVMzI/AAAAAAAAC-E/QMYhOaZGqgg/s320/168129_10150178005197524_623167523_8721253_4999585_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;only my girlfriends know how it feels like go through all sorts of problems and be my listening ears. they are the ones whom AMPLIFIED and eventho i rant my anger at them, im pretty sure they'll understand. and i totally feel contented whenever im around with them. i love them lil bits my C.A.C JULENG GIRRRRRRRRLS. XOXO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TUULsnItv-I/AAAAAAAAC-M/FauZCmk0o7o/s1600/166465_10150177975707524_623167523_8720374_3135825_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567869375361171426" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TUULsnItv-I/AAAAAAAAC-M/FauZCmk0o7o/s320/166465_10150177975707524_623167523_8720374_3135825_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so basically on friday we had an advance birthday celebration for MISS WENDY FOO(our prettiest teacher for 2010) AND a reunion for 4Integrity'10. only god knows how much i miss each of them, so we update each other lives. and only 1/2 of them came since the rest are 'BUZY' with their lifes well i doubt so. well i hafta say some of us abruptly but thats how it works. the world doesnt change, but people changes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TUUL_b_aURI/AAAAAAAAC-k/xtek8otHFXo/s1600/180103_10150178008817524_623167523_8721356_469740_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567869698786873618" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TUUL_b_aURI/AAAAAAAAC-k/xtek8otHFXo/s320/180103_10150178008817524_623167523_8721356_469740_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;if you cant accept for who i am, then leave me. its okay to be immatured at times! anyway, i bought myself a new bag from accessorise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and an acid tanktop. next on the list TOMS! I WANT A PAIR OF TOMS(RED PRETTY PUHLEASEEEEEE) so, ive been fuming over some irratating people around me, but im fine wih it. life is full of shits and flowers. moving on, school been 'great'. hey on the other hand, all the test ive did all are do-able. so i assume its managable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TUULsKpBjGI/AAAAAAAAC98/p3I5G-Llo1A/s1600/tumblr_lf46pf2Nnk1qbz7seo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567869367712058466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TUULsKpBjGI/AAAAAAAAC98/p3I5G-Llo1A/s320/tumblr_lf46pf2Nnk1qbz7seo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TUUL_f-AiRI/AAAAAAAAC-c/YUNQsjHMexY/s1600/tumblr_lfey9skZSn1qfqcofo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567869699854731538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TUUL_f-AiRI/AAAAAAAAC-c/YUNQsjHMexY/s320/tumblr_lfey9skZSn1qfqcofo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*ahhh, melts. fransisco why you soo hot? tell me why? boyfriend boyfriend, sighs* so with kind of weather, i wish i could cuddle up with my bed but my homeworks doesnt like my relationship with my bed. crap sia elyza, and i cant wait for my BALI TRIP march holidays but its gonna sad if cant attend for miss foo's wedding. hopefully they dont ruin my plans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh oh, i was watching take the lead then the song(wanna ride) reminds me of sec two. cause we danced to the song and the song totally hit my head. KEKEKE PLEASE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;guess what there's only two days of lessons this week, thank god. okay bye! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-224765181526067633?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/224765181526067633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=224765181526067633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/224765181526067633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/224765181526067633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2011/01/if-only-my-girlfriends-are-my-spouse.html' title='if only my girlfriends are my spouse'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TUUL_hk3XLI/AAAAAAAAC-s/82hBg4dqNr0/s72-c/179248_10150177967152524_623167523_8720232_8267823_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-6158612842521970013</id><published>2011-01-21T22:40:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T12:40:05.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hes all mine baby.'/><title type='text'>laughing kills the multitude of groggily.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TTpVgLxjaAI/AAAAAAAAC9E/LxZaGu0sa4g/s1600/166870_10150172700942524_623167523_8648174_518658_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564854300974475266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TTpVgLxjaAI/AAAAAAAAC9E/LxZaGu0sa4g/s320/166870_10150172700942524_623167523_8648174_518658_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TTpWNkkZVzI/AAAAAAAAC9c/0GWyLzxgzgw/s1600/179327_10150172051887524_623167523_8641875_1443783_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564855080724289330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TTpWNkkZVzI/AAAAAAAAC9c/0GWyLzxgzgw/s320/179327_10150172051887524_623167523_8641875_1443783_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TTpWN1ofcrI/AAAAAAAAC9k/0y9FopoKbTA/s1600/166312_10150172701342524_623167523_8648178_7034409_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564855085304869554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TTpWN1ofcrI/AAAAAAAAC9k/0y9FopoKbTA/s320/166312_10150172701342524_623167523_8648178_7034409_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TTpX-rm_3dI/AAAAAAAAC90/dEyoHuLtP3w/s1600/IMG117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564857023939468754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TTpX-rm_3dI/AAAAAAAAC90/dEyoHuLtP3w/s320/IMG117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my awesomest friends that never fails to make me laugh. they cure my multitude of ills, definitely. they will be always with me whenever i need them but still they worth the while having a bestest friends like them. love them lil bits, and more each day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TTpVgcvgVkI/AAAAAAAAC9U/4xOnVG2jyBc/s1600/167207_1767360394101_1541937245_31849984_6041815_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564854305529288258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TTpVgcvgVkI/AAAAAAAAC9U/4xOnVG2jyBc/s320/167207_1767360394101_1541937245_31849984_6041815_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;IMMA HAPPY GIRRRRRRL thats foshoooo, woohoo. im not the emotional girl you guys used to know, im becoming solace person and no more fuming over something that is a small issue. a new resolution; being happy always, helping people with problems(okay maybe not those preach advices) and make new friends. and guess what i found a new friend from sec three. sooo random yet cool. basically her name is syazwani, now im going to walk to school with her everyday. okay cool with that. so im suppose to do my F&amp;amp;N coursework right now, complete my task analysis. well im comtemplated to do tho. sometimes i find coursework quite a tiresome thing to do, but cant runaway from the fact right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay anyway im not trynna boost any other way what, but i think i did quite well for my chemistry. im feeling so contented, i improve myself a little much, bit by bit. everynow and then i have always intirigued by all those subjects which i use to hate very. much. AND NOW i will try my best to be intently towards studies, so i will do well this year. yessss, i better be cause im gonna make my parents proud by hook or by crook okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TTpWrImZSpI/AAAAAAAAC9s/QnCytbHEWRk/s1600/tumblr_lfc5bpjonG1qzdll0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564855588612557458" style="WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TTpWrImZSpI/AAAAAAAAC9s/QnCytbHEWRk/s400/tumblr_lfc5bpjonG1qzdll0o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hot stuff sia this guy, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Francisco Lachowski&lt;/span&gt;. i love you baby. aigo, why you no become my boyfriend huh? whoop whoop, i would do anything to entourage this guy. OMG, look at those muscle. ahhhh, sweetness. vigilant dude everrrrrr. okay im done, fullstop. like barbra istreisland lah please and if you want to get with me, there's something you gotta know. bassdownlow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaaconrad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-6158612842521970013?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6158612842521970013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=6158612842521970013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/6158612842521970013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/6158612842521970013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2011/01/laughing-kills-multitude-of-groggily.html' title='laughing kills the multitude of groggily.'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TTpVgLxjaAI/AAAAAAAAC9E/LxZaGu0sa4g/s72-c/166870_10150172700942524_623167523_8648174_518658_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-4878383579393302384</id><published>2011-01-12T18:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T18:49:32.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love=like x like'/><title type='text'>i swear like the shadow by your side.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TS1_zr4Um1I/AAAAAAAAC8k/I54eR6fXTsg/s1600/167735_1644492563963_1586343978_1519826_4666966_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561241640801442642" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TS1_zr4Um1I/AAAAAAAAC8k/I54eR6fXTsg/s320/167735_1644492563963_1586343978_1519826_4666966_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Please. dont. steal. our. fashion. statement. beetches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well hello wooorrrrld, im pretty hectic these few days i wonder why. maybe due to the ironic school schedule that was prepared for us. and so, let's share what happen last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TS2AbbyUowI/AAAAAAAAC8s/GyGZW272-UI/s1600/164887_479471266740_707186740_6469561_3213277_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561242323676078850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TS2AbbyUowI/AAAAAAAAC8s/GyGZW272-UI/s320/164887_479471266740_707186740_6469561_3213277_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TS1-FQTNxSI/AAAAAAAAC7s/qLWUXCQoo0g/s1600/IMG_0695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561239743612437794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TS1-FQTNxSI/AAAAAAAAC7s/qLWUXCQoo0g/s320/IMG_0695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TS1-GOG7FQI/AAAAAAAAC8E/1rnvbxGyxWg/s1600/IMG_0716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561239760203879682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TS1-GOG7FQI/AAAAAAAAC8E/1rnvbxGyxWg/s320/IMG_0716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im gonna miss my beloved cousin thats for sure, well im sure there's more upcoming event tho. so i must say the wedding was a SUCCESS! congratulation to the newly couples. and im pretty sure that both of them are having fun in HAWAII. unfair, brother gets to go HAWAII w/o me. anyway, what do you expect. its a honeymoon baybay! bet their too buzy. must make sure they get for me something once they are back if not. dissappointment sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;speaking of which, im leaving for BALI during my MARCH holidays. woohooo~ i cant wait, going to shop till i drop. anyway im gonna splurge with my parents money so no worries heh! OMG, I CANT WAIT. SOO LOOKING FORWARD MANXZXZ, im putting high hopes here hopefully it will turn out. SO level camp is tomorrow and is totally going to be a bore. and i heard sec 3's level camp was cancelled to melacca. INSTEAD GO DAIRY FARM, DISSAPPOINTED MUCH! but they wont be having any school tomorrow, so on the other hand good for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;im not looking foward for school BUT IM LOOKING FORWARD ON THE 29TH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TS1-FuU64JI/AAAAAAAAC70/lwEeo5G6vOg/s1600/IMG_0553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561239751672651922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TS1-FuU64JI/AAAAAAAAC70/lwEeo5G6vOg/s320/IMG_0553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TS1-rIvnlhI/AAAAAAAAC8c/7u22NjuJ_L0/s1600/IMG121%255B01%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561240394419115538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TS1-rIvnlhI/AAAAAAAAC8c/7u22NjuJ_L0/s320/IMG121%255B01%255D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i miss &lt;strong&gt;4INTEGRITY '10 VERY MUCH&lt;/strong&gt;! i miss how we used to dance, how hyper and bonded our class was unlike now. 2011 class is such a ____. ive got no comments but leave it. if only i could fast forward the time and hopefully it turn out well. so what am i going to get for MS FOO! I FKEEEEEN SEXCITED BETCH. WOOOHOOOO~, IDGAF TO OTHERS NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TS1-F-faDPI/AAAAAAAAC78/HkkcrUfuPao/s1600/IMG_0561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561239756011605234" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TS1-F-faDPI/AAAAAAAAC78/HkkcrUfuPao/s320/IMG_0561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The real lover is the man who can thrill you by kissing your forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;heyho, lets go. crazy wella elyza! siapeee tu? boyfriend i youuuu! ah only god knows how much i love him. awwww, sweet. not. alahai, nao family knows you is he cause he came for my brother's wedding and all my cousin's were like "ahem ahem kening all around" yes he is my boyfriend. aleff sini aleff sana, sebuk tauu. tak suke youuuu! OMG, KAY SHADDAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TS1-qnRyKkI/AAAAAAAAC8M/MBoimt5lzU8/s1600/tumblr_leuf6pACCG1qzw0h4o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561240385435609666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TS1-qnRyKkI/AAAAAAAAC8M/MBoimt5lzU8/s320/tumblr_leuf6pACCG1qzw0h4o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TS1-q-0z9vI/AAAAAAAAC8U/x8IdslQ1uGI/s1600/tumblr_lepqq8dxwr1qbjrdeo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561240391756543730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TS1-q-0z9vI/AAAAAAAAC8U/x8IdslQ1uGI/s320/tumblr_lepqq8dxwr1qbjrdeo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ah i want room like that and boyfriend like him. so we can snuggle up at my room. aww, dream kay elyza dream. that wont happen cause your imaginations are running wild. k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-4878383579393302384?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4878383579393302384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=4878383579393302384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/4878383579393302384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/4878383579393302384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-swear-like-shadow-by-your-side.html' title='i swear like the shadow by your side.'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TS1_zr4Um1I/AAAAAAAAC8k/I54eR6fXTsg/s72-c/167735_1644492563963_1586343978_1519826_4666966_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-2221205542436785317</id><published>2011-01-07T16:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T17:00:18.650+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insaf ke perrr girrrrrl. not.'/><title type='text'>i hate to ruin people's friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TSbSUe0vKkI/AAAAAAAAC7k/8dhni7TnwSc/s1600/IMG_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559362039348931138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TSbSUe0vKkI/AAAAAAAAC7k/8dhni7TnwSc/s320/IMG_0215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yo whaazap unappropriate eh! asslamualaikum bay, amin. insaf already! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TSbSTw24JqI/AAAAAAAAC7c/FDYQSoWBd2M/s1600/IMG_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559362027009877666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TSbSTw24JqI/AAAAAAAAC7c/FDYQSoWBd2M/s320/IMG_0398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and fredadada, i have a new sista-in-law. how about that!?! anw, many of my friends are coming for my brother's wedding tomorrow. sorry to those who arent invited, i guess youre not on my list. only awesome people are invited heh! and so im proud of my brother! now im soon going to be an aunty, huhu. soooo FUN! BIBIK LIZA, HOW ABOUT THAT!?! chey no! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TSbSTeGrA3I/AAAAAAAAC7M/vogQFvz77zc/s1600/IMG_0500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559362021975851890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TSbSTeGrA3I/AAAAAAAAC7M/vogQFvz77zc/s320/IMG_0500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TSbSTjJwiDI/AAAAAAAAC7U/VlRbwhyxrSU/s1600/IMG_0478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559362023330973746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TSbSTjJwiDI/AAAAAAAAC7U/VlRbwhyxrSU/s320/IMG_0478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today a very short post and improptu, im buzy preparing for my brother's wedding tomorrow. many many people coming over lah tomorrow easy say. yes, i cant wait. jemputan and dinner, yay! and sad enough my B.F.F is not coming. woah she ditch me on MY WEDDING WITH LOGAN LERMAN! nevermind, its okay never die what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;school is such an ass. everything is screwed. timetable, CCA'S! who even had that idea of putting CCA into the school timing? FUCK THE WHAT! and who even created to add in 5 minutes extra in every period. seriously i hafta go through another year of this. ohh manxzxz, but its okay sacrifice all this for SEC FIVE! alright enough said, only NBSS PEOPLE KNOWS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ahh i dont wish to ruin people's friendship but im sorry i cant help it but i just hafta release my feelings all out to someone who you can rely on especially my girrrrlfriend. we're fine naoxzxzxz, so no hard feelings okay! enough said, i gotta go! mummy calling me. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*will update again not too soon. im gonna upload the pictures at facebook!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-2221205542436785317?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2221205542436785317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=2221205542436785317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/2221205542436785317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/2221205542436785317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-hate-to-ruin-peoples-friendship.html' title='i hate to ruin people&apos;s friendship'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TSbSUe0vKkI/AAAAAAAAC7k/8dhni7TnwSc/s72-c/IMG_0215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-7342485277477334468</id><published>2010-12-23T16:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T17:07:41.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the life goes on baby.'/><title type='text'>all i want for christmas eve is my presents.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TRMDvhO_gpI/AAAAAAAAC6g/V4Twv9MRrf8/s1600/IMG_9089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553786880387941010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TRMDvhO_gpI/AAAAAAAAC6g/V4Twv9MRrf8/s320/IMG_9089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TRMJulSfBLI/AAAAAAAAC6o/1VFjkPxofoI/s1600/IMG_9343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553793461366228146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TRMJulSfBLI/AAAAAAAAC6o/1VFjkPxofoI/s320/IMG_9343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TRMDvHYvrBI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/cyprr0IAoDM/s1600/IMG_9294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553786873449524242" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TRMDvHYvrBI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/cyprr0IAoDM/s320/IMG_9294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TRMJu5A577I/AAAAAAAAC6w/s7BG963sxis/s1600/IMG_9187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553793466661203890" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TRMJu5A577I/AAAAAAAAC6w/s7BG963sxis/s320/IMG_9187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;turning sweet sixteen in less than eight hours more. well oh well, so my two super duper awesome bestest girlfriends(sheeqeen &amp;amp; fitri) made a surprise advanced celebration for me on the tuesday. one word: supercalifragelisticaspealedocious. but i didnt even know that azfar and pris were there to celebrate with us, and eventually matin holmberg was back in town, easy said. i love you all, for making the celebration a success. xoxoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TRMJvAEVQ8I/AAAAAAAAC64/0ivSiGkLpQA/s1600/IMG_8816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553793468554625986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TRMJvAEVQ8I/AAAAAAAAC64/0ivSiGkLpQA/s320/IMG_8816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TRMJvRcJm2I/AAAAAAAAC7A/obRvRAsa5TI/s1600/IMG_8818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553793473217928034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TRMJvRcJm2I/AAAAAAAAC7A/obRvRAsa5TI/s320/IMG_8818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so i went out with mr fcuk, easy say lets remain that dude unknown okay? i shall not elaborate much on that outing tho, for the mean time things are better left unspoken tho.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TRMDu72heRI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/HXEgU8ng6ns/s1600/tumblr_ldp1sngMjV1qc1xedo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553786870353197330" style="WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TRMDu72heRI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/HXEgU8ng6ns/s320/tumblr_ldp1sngMjV1qc1xedo1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;she looks different, whitney port? fkeeeeeen hot siaaaa! hotter than megan fox, whoop whoop! HAHAHAHAHA, my bet boys. but in my opinion she's hotter than her. natural beauty bitches. been updating my tumblr recently, buzy buzy life of mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TRMDuYdtOdI/AAAAAAAAC6I/ey-JwXScnvc/s1600/tumblr_ldk3g4r4A51qdmeiso1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553786860853869010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TRMDuYdtOdI/AAAAAAAAC6I/ey-JwXScnvc/s320/tumblr_ldk3g4r4A51qdmeiso1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;conversation with dad, dad: what do you want for yer birthday. me: huh, why? if can, i want blackberry phone can? dad: ah what, blackberry phone. i give you blueberry phone. seriously my dad has the most lamest jokes everrrrrr. it really didnt crack me up. -___- now i have no idea what to wear for tomorrow, like hello everybody minding their own business right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; OI TOMORROW MY BIRTHDAY YOU KNOW THAT! okay fine, let's see what happens tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh anw, im repeating my secondary four again. so i must ensure that i study damn hard and get one digit and only i can go poly from there. like i said, its been a rough time for me this year, but i cant do anything. this is what you get when you didnt put all yer effort. mum forced me to repeat cause i know its for my own good, well here we go again. hopefully this is my wise deicision and everything will go smoothly. i need support baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;whoop whoop cant wait, like finally turning sixteeen! wish me later ah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;xoxo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-7342485277477334468?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7342485277477334468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=7342485277477334468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/7342485277477334468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/7342485277477334468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/12/all-i-want-for-christmas-eve-is-my.html' title='all i want for christmas eve is my presents.'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TRMDvhO_gpI/AAAAAAAAC6g/V4Twv9MRrf8/s72-c/IMG_9089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-4301351212588293251</id><published>2010-12-16T12:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T13:42:00.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talking to the moon.'/><title type='text'>i rather date with a girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TQmfqYnvg4I/AAAAAAAAC5o/dZpm6DF-bFo/s1600/IMG_8500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551143566223311746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TQmfqYnvg4I/AAAAAAAAC5o/dZpm6DF-bFo/s320/IMG_8500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the girl whom seems to be smiling outside, but deep down she has alot of thing going through her mind. maybe today's post is more to letting out my feelings. bear with me okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TQmcNCqR3nI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/fjXDCFbzgp0/s1600/IMG_8427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551139763577282162" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TQmcNCqR3nI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/fjXDCFbzgp0/s320/IMG_8427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TQmcMupe6-I/AAAAAAAAC5Q/WCUo8aUFh-M/s1600/IMG_8429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551139758205234146" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TQmcMupe6-I/AAAAAAAAC5Q/WCUo8aUFh-M/s320/IMG_8429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TQmcMFa10DI/AAAAAAAAC5I/ap78HmPtAgY/s1600/IMG_8398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551139747137966130" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TQmcMFa10DI/AAAAAAAAC5I/ap78HmPtAgY/s320/IMG_8398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TQmfrGZz-aI/AAAAAAAAC5w/7bVs3P6LFvw/s1600/IMG_8588.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551143578512914850" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TQmfrGZz-aI/AAAAAAAAC5w/7bVs3P6LFvw/s320/IMG_8588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so from here, you can see me smiling. im aint pretty, gorgeous nor beautiful like some other girls out there. i maybe an ordinary girl with great humour sense of fashion but at times people do have ups and downs. maybe perhaps with eitherwise relationship problems, or even like wise her own character. ive changed. changed to someone else. someone that is fickle minded and in confusion, and also mixed of emotions. dont know what in the world is going on right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TQmfsxgDTFI/AAAAAAAAC6A/nh7q9wQFvG4/s1600/63497_1232309663267_1694935656_432964_7413402_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551143607261678674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TQmfsxgDTFI/AAAAAAAAC6A/nh7q9wQFvG4/s320/63497_1232309663267_1694935656_432964_7413402_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so i have a girlfriend whom i rather date with, im no lesbian but comeon girls you have to agree with me. you would rather date a girl cause she's willing to listen every single detail what you have to say and you could rely on. having someone to listen to all yer problems is satisfaction. maybe at times, when you dont have anyone to turn to, you could always rely on yer girlfriend cause im pretty sure they're willing to be there whenever you need them. guys will remain guys, they will only need you when they're in need of girls, or should i say more to lust, maybe it only applies to certain guys. CERTAIN GUYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TQmfr0xxIDI/AAAAAAAAC54/l2K6GrnQNL4/s1600/IMG_8555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551143590961422386" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TQmfr0xxIDI/AAAAAAAAC54/l2K6GrnQNL4/s320/IMG_8555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sometimes, i just reflect on myself in my room, what have i done lately? have you ever think about it through? so, my mum just turn 56th on the 14th december. yes you guys may think she's old but for me she's young in the heart. no one could ever replace her. yes maybe i ever did any wrong to make her upset, but end up i will ask forgiveness from her. maybe next on list my mum could be the next one to rely on. if you ever have any problems going through, you could always treat yer mum like yer bestfriend. please, treasure yer mum while you could even if yer angry and you try to vend yer anger at her, just stay calm cause you'll never know what might happen next. anything could happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TQmcNKPr0hI/AAAAAAAAC5g/n0FOuh8K-Is/s1600/tumblr_lcvrqtpwYa1qbj0eoo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551139765613220370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TQmcNKPr0hI/AAAAAAAAC5g/n0FOuh8K-Is/s320/tumblr_lcvrqtpwYa1qbj0eoo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;next i think VANESSA HUDGENS is my role model for december month. see how much have she gone through. could you imagine having yer 22nd birthday and yer boyfriend break up on you. i think for my opinion she is really a strong girl, having to go through all those hard times whereas on yer birthday yer suppose to have fun instead of nasty time. sometimes, i just feel i want to be like her, being strong whenever she could. i love you vanessa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so im done expressing my feelings, but deep down there's still more to share but ive got my privacy as well. if you want to know, ive been going through rough times. and im sure boyfriend would be there for me, hopefully. cause he should understand me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay let's think on the brighter side, nine more days to my birthday! and coming to more uptense and butterfly in my stomach &lt;strong&gt;TOMORROW N LEVEL RESULTS.&lt;/strong&gt; i just want to run away from reality and escape the fate manxzxz! okay just die elyza! just die seriously! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*whoop whoop hoefully some people remember my birthday. OI BIRTHDAY AKU DAH NAK DEKAT, PRESENT MANER? abeh pakse orang eh!* sarcasm mode. kthanksbye! wish me luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-4301351212588293251?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4301351212588293251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=4301351212588293251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/4301351212588293251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/4301351212588293251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-rather-date-with-girl.html' title='i rather date with a girl'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TQmfqYnvg4I/AAAAAAAAC5o/dZpm6DF-bFo/s72-c/IMG_8500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-6651242086989482658</id><published>2010-12-02T13:08:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T13:52:10.005+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screw you MR A.A'/><title type='text'>its been december, no sun, no summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545948215833335842" style="WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TPcqhMN1GCI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/trKmo13_0lw/s320/Gossip-Girl-Group-Pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Goodafternoon upper east sider, looks like this sunny afternoon seems peaceful today. *cut the crap beeeeeyotch* okay im telling you people that my sleeping hours are screwed up. seriously, i dont even know whats today date. everynight or should i say morning, i'll always sleep at 3am in the morning. it always occur to myself, i will always automatically be awake by 12. by then i would be sleepy, but i shall not adapt to the new habit tho. or not i will get eye baaaaaags. not. nowadays things are harsh and arent going smoothly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TPcqhdiuwJI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/N00OxB-nLY0/s1600/tumblr_lcodxnoCee1qcorkvo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545948220484403346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TPcqhdiuwJI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/N00OxB-nLY0/s320/tumblr_lcodxnoCee1qcorkvo1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TPcr0zuj4sI/AAAAAAAAC44/zovOxzizUcE/s1600/loving..bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545949652368745154" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TPcr0zuj4sI/AAAAAAAAC44/zovOxzizUcE/s320/loving..bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My B.F.F is the only girl whom will listen to all my pointless drama over and over again w/o getting bored. no im serious, somehow or rather we do have something in common. met up with crazy B.F.F two days back, we did some catch up upon our lives and bid goodbyes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TPcqiJQynhI/AAAAAAAAC4o/2y34ABCnsfA/s1600/tumblr_lcs0ucOWpp1qb5mmco1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545948232220319250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TPcqiJQynhI/AAAAAAAAC4o/2y34ABCnsfA/s320/tumblr_lcs0ucOWpp1qb5mmco1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i dont why, but ive been stuck with this sign whenever im taking pictures.basically it stands for LOS ANGELES which how i wish i could go there. hmm, dream girrrrrl.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TPcr0tlv5XI/AAAAAAAAC4w/_nTPLSKq35Y/s1600/tumblr_lcrd4hLUYM1qaxm50o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545949650721170802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TPcr0tlv5XI/AAAAAAAAC4w/_nTPLSKq35Y/s320/tumblr_lcrd4hLUYM1qaxm50o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TPcqhv1HKQI/AAAAAAAAC4g/1ZtHR4MA3mk/s1600/tumblr_lcs9yaC7741qaxm50o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545948225393338626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 40px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TPcqhv1HKQI/AAAAAAAAC4g/1ZtHR4MA3mk/s320/tumblr_lcs9yaC7741qaxm50o1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;relationship: its complicated for now, i dont know how to elaborate tho. it seems sooo uptight with each of our lives. things arent going the way its suppose to be, it seems soo harsh and rough nowadays. i dont know if its my fault for not being the most caring girlfriend but from what i know, i did my best and dont tell me i didnt tried. i did. im not sure where the fvcking hell is he right now, but i know he was out yesterday and wasnt home yet when it was already 10. i did texted and calling him asking where is he but he didnt respond to my text nor calls. so i assume he doesnt even have any phone with him, boleh tanam sudah handphone you! you can forget of getting anything from me okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TPcssiROzfI/AAAAAAAAC5A/AGlJZ5ILqnE/s1600/DSC01191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545950609755000306" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TPcssiROzfI/AAAAAAAAC5A/AGlJZ5ILqnE/s320/DSC01191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maybe from outside you see smiling like im the happiest girrrl on earth but deep down im hurt with all yer craps and bullshits boy. i had enough and im tired baby of keeping all those emotionals to myself. whats even worse, letting you know the truth. its unxplainable for all i care. screw you. i do have limits and dont ever test my patience! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*&lt;span&gt;breathe in breathe out* on the other side, i gotta think optimistically. im getting my pay in less than 6 more days. im gonna splurge on every single thing i can see and not gonna worry about all the negative things. heck care about all those feelings. what i know im gonna shop till i trip and drop. im letting out all my feelings now, so mind my language. nah by this Saturday im going to watch RAPUNZEL, to realize my anger and LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*i fvking pissed off with people around me, so you should understand how im feeling now. everybody have their ups and downs, dont act like you dont okay? get that it in yer mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right" align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right" align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-6651242086989482658?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6651242086989482658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=6651242086989482658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/6651242086989482658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/6651242086989482658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-been-december-no-sun-no-summer.html' title='its been december, no sun, no summer'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TPcqhMN1GCI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/trKmo13_0lw/s72-c/Gossip-Girl-Group-Pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-5681862853298951209</id><published>2010-11-24T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T00:10:00.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shake that body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='move that body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work that body'/><title type='text'>im not not missing yer love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So lets kick off with monday's plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzFtM3wswI/AAAAAAAAC24/ANJkl5z9hjE/s1600/IMG_7511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543022621726126850" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzFtM3wswI/AAAAAAAAC24/ANJkl5z9hjE/s320/IMG_7511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i met up with this "matured/cheeky" boyfriend of mine, only god knows how much i miss him. so met up him at 9 am in the morning cause he had some class outing. i was waiting for him at the voideck and suddenly he came down with his sister. i was shocked upon seeing her but she's friendly tho. so she left for school, then hopped on the bus and went to have breakfast. oh for the first time, he was very kind towards me. he treated me and accompany me till my brother's girlfriend came. &lt;em&gt;iloveyou&lt;/em&gt; baby, okay i promise you i owe you things okay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzFs64Pf5I/AAAAAAAAC2w/soijCszrLOw/s1600/IMG_7514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543022616896307090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzFs64Pf5I/AAAAAAAAC2w/soijCszrLOw/s320/IMG_7514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so that is the watch that i bought for him for his birthday present. red and black heh. then we bid goodbye and kiss. so i had my another small mini breakfast with kak miera. then head off to fareast plaza for my manicure and pedicure session. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzFtmnm28I/AAAAAAAAC3A/ZVmyeIAQR-U/s1600/IMG_7521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543022628637694914" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzFtmnm28I/AAAAAAAAC3A/ZVmyeIAQR-U/s320/IMG_7521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so as you can see from this picture, the person doing looks like a woman. well that was what i thought as well but when we came in, suddenly her voice change. OMG, i was about to laughed but then i bear. he/she wasnt straight but i think he/she did implant. im not sure tho. so leaving that aside, i persuade mum to transfer some money to my bank account. and i didnt believe that mummy actually transfered $50 to my account whereas i only took out $20. nah, that isnt an issue. so head back home and started with my make-over(homemade)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzJHrdqdJI/AAAAAAAAC3o/u7TAvsLtULI/s1600/IMG_7534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543026375149646994" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzJHrdqdJI/AAAAAAAAC3o/u7TAvsLtULI/s320/IMG_7534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;damn, i look sooooo fugly. totally, okay wait till you see my make-over. intial plan was to have my make-over at cityhall but somehow or rather it didnt happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzHPSSX6yI/AAAAAAAAC3I/JQ4PYRrrwBU/s1600/IMG_7552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543024306807106338" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzHPSSX6yI/AAAAAAAAC3I/JQ4PYRrrwBU/s320/IMG_7552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzFsbL_6nI/AAAAAAAAC2o/XGmQxGG4XuQ/s1600/blue%2Bblue%2Bblue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543022608389237362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzFsbL_6nI/AAAAAAAAC2o/XGmQxGG4XuQ/s320/blue%2Bblue%2Bblue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;TADAAAAA! after make-over! how do i look? terrific?!? so i compared myself and my role models, do i got any chance like them? HAHAHA, OKAY DREAM! basically inspiration of the prom was from LAUREN CONRAAAAAD. she's gorgeous i must say. moving on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzJIRoHAPI/AAAAAAAAC34/9gv4itAD6GQ/s1600/IMG_7659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543026385394008306" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzJIRoHAPI/AAAAAAAAC34/9gv4itAD6GQ/s320/IMG_7659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzHPgkT_OI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/Dr-jdZJhsIM/s1600/150025_458370097671_750917671_5691581_895891_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543024310640442594" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzHPgkT_OI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/Dr-jdZJhsIM/s320/150025_458370097671_750917671_5691581_895891_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so i won the lucky draw session, and i received a $20 voucher from POPULAR. and yes, im gonna spend it either on magazine or stationaries. i guess it was my luck, derr wasnt it all suppose to be called LUCKY DRAW! PFFT! but amazing tho, my number was 53. fatynn number was 55 and shikin number was 54. all three of us got it, now that is totally awsum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and we saw a video made by one of the teachers, and guess what!?! they were showing our retardically moment of us dancing during teacher's day video. damn humiliating enough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzOtyqJFBI/AAAAAAAAC4I/RSGzbFFzLHI/s1600/150841_1661718937985_1087548991_1829437_6415043_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543032527474201618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzOtyqJFBI/AAAAAAAAC4I/RSGzbFFzLHI/s320/150841_1661718937985_1087548991_1829437_6415043_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;awesome foursome outing this friday, i cant waaaait~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzHQebpGJI/AAAAAAAAC3g/ybDKlZvQUuw/s1600/IMG_7804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543024327247075474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzHQebpGJI/AAAAAAAAC3g/ybDKlZvQUuw/s320/IMG_7804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzHPxCmPKI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/e_FYN3cnt5A/s1600/IMG_7743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543024315062434978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzHPxCmPKI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/e_FYN3cnt5A/s320/IMG_7743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzJH1rhn5I/AAAAAAAAC3w/mVlQLKSd1ss/s1600/IMG_7799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543026377892142994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzJH1rhn5I/AAAAAAAAC3w/mVlQLKSd1ss/s320/IMG_7799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzJIm-G-6I/AAAAAAAAC4A/6pOL7VntLss/s1600/IMG_7750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543026391123426210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzJIm-G-6I/AAAAAAAAC4A/6pOL7VntLss/s320/IMG_7750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;more pictures are uploaded at facebook. basically this year prom wasnt really a blast cause we only dance at least 3 to 4 songs. but one of it was DYNAMITE. AND EVERYONE WAS LIKE FEELING SO FLY LIKE A G6! woohooo, maybe going for prom isnt a bad idea afterall. SUDHIR's crib was having some after-prom party but i didnt went cause curfew, and of course slashing incidents. i even asked my maid to fetch me from the voideck. hello, SINGAPORE ISNT A SAFE COUNTRY NOW! welcome to the SINGAPORE CITY BABY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;four days, seven days, thirty-one days? four days to: 13 monthsary. seven days to: my payday. thirty-one days: my bezday. HOHOHEHEHAHA! CANT WAIT DODOL. KTHANKSBYE! i dowan to think about my results cause im too buzay to think about it. *actually worried heh* but who cares, i dont. do you? well i think most of us dont. byeeeee, will update soon again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-5681862853298951209?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5681862853298951209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=5681862853298951209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/5681862853298951209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/5681862853298951209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-not-not-missing-yer-love.html' title='im not not missing yer love.'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOzFtM3wswI/AAAAAAAAC24/ANJkl5z9hjE/s72-c/IMG_7511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-681578143265812889</id><published>2010-11-15T11:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T12:14:51.022+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i would heal you baby'/><title type='text'>let me down easy baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOCq_3h1lHI/AAAAAAAAC0w/_5wdYCfNbJo/s1600/IMG_7153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539615555880064114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOCq_3h1lHI/AAAAAAAAC0w/_5wdYCfNbJo/s320/IMG_7153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539615543621405618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOCq_J3JS7I/AAAAAAAAC0Y/9QsmJdexAQ0/s320/lauren%2Bconrad%2Brole2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOCq_Sb8DZI/AAAAAAAAC0g/3IYtsJd2mUs/s1600/IMG_7206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539615545923210642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOCq_Sb8DZI/AAAAAAAAC0g/3IYtsJd2mUs/s320/IMG_7206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOCq_tMPNAI/AAAAAAAAC0o/HTZWFOzakc8/s1600/IMG_7192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539615553105114114" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOCq_tMPNAI/AAAAAAAAC0o/HTZWFOzakc8/s320/IMG_7192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOCtOj03JRI/AAAAAAAAC04/j-a0m59rE0s/s1600/IMG_7170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539618007312442642" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOCtOj03JRI/AAAAAAAAC04/j-a0m59rE0s/s320/IMG_7170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;outing with the C.A.C was superduperly awsum. wait include aza in as well but she left earlier. and so we were reminiscing about the past whereby i used to hate each of them. especially deimi and aza. well those were nasty moments ya see, ironic reason and due to my jealousy. PSSH! those were the KIDDOS time, sec two please. now all grown up and thinking about it back it was hilarius tho. every single moment we would cherish it every now and then cause its the best time when you can have fun and dont ever regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to those little girls and boys out there, please treasure yer secondary school life. if not, you guys will go through the same path as me. ahh forever alone(oh wait this isnt tumblr). as you can see, ive been very addicted to tumblr. every single day, i will tend to reblog each meaningful post. but at times i tend to reblog stuuuuupid comments. cause its utterly funny please. i think w/o tumblr, i wouldnt be laughing alone in the room when im emotional. true tumblr-ers? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;moving on, i am still waiting for my payday. OMG, why does it takes soo long for our pay heh? does it have to be the next following month? stuuuuuupidog. oh im making my NETS card this week. yes im not legal yet so i must bring my parents along. PSSSH! i am suppose to hit the gym with aika today but she ditched me again. woaaaah, shedeh manxzxzxz. nah i overslept tho. ive been rather buzay with brother's wedding preparation with dance practice and so on. its like a month or so away from now. before that, results. (ah i swear i dont want to talk about it) and then mummy's birthday and my birthday. wait i was looking through the facebook &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;birthday's. quite alot of people having birthday on the december. great, im not the only one who isnt sixteen yet. so no big deal heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;IZZATI AND NAD ISNT SIXTEEN YET, so i shall not worry to much being sixteen. i was planning where should i make my birthday celebration this year. this time round, my classmates will be around except for deimi. she's leaving for phillipines and we will see her around next year. WE WILL BE IN CONTACT HEH FRENENEMY? how tight is our class bonding? unxplainable. so i was counting how many people could prob make it, at least more than 10? including girlfriends and boyfriend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOCtPMlN0VI/AAAAAAAAC1I/csXB_JU8lFA/s1600/tumblr_l9g4pa2KrT1qc3sngo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539618018252673362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOCtPMlN0VI/AAAAAAAAC1I/csXB_JU8lFA/s320/tumblr_l9g4pa2KrT1qc3sngo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOCtOzHKgZI/AAAAAAAAC1A/je_lcKNbUYI/s1600/tumblr_lavhb3gQcN1qdbbywo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539618011415740818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOCtOzHKgZI/AAAAAAAAC1A/je_lcKNbUYI/s320/tumblr_lavhb3gQcN1qdbbywo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;speaking of which, boyfriend. boyfriend. boyfriend. i miss him truckloads. so yesterday we were corrupted due to jealousy. see, why does jealousy always has to be an issue? it has always been the ISSUE. alright alright, he was sulking yesterday and didnt contact me the whole day until he online. chatted with him until 3am in the morning and we voice call. i didnt get to see his face tho. ohh, how sad is that? undeniable betch. i dont think i will be meeting him this week. cause im away to BATAM. yes of all places BATAM, my mum drag me along. dont ask me why, but celebrating HARI RAYA HAJI THERE ISNT A GREAT IDEA! but shopping well maybe. ehehehe, enough. i think im gonna have a new wallet. hooray for me, holidays overseas, pathethic much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALEFF AKBAR, I MISS YOU! ALEFF AKBAR, I MISS YOU! ALEFF AKBAR, I MISS YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-681578143265812889?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/681578143265812889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=681578143265812889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/681578143265812889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/681578143265812889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/11/let-me-down-easy-baby.html' title='let me down easy baby.'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TOCq_3h1lHI/AAAAAAAAC0w/_5wdYCfNbJo/s72-c/IMG_7153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-8509960254066279500</id><published>2010-11-11T16:34:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T17:45:08.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yes i made you.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken lover'/><title type='text'>worry about you</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNu6B-3aq_I/AAAAAAAAC0Q/ILS1bdNJGjc/s1600/n1042839668_30361228_1995614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538224710000225266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNu6B-3aq_I/AAAAAAAAC0Q/ILS1bdNJGjc/s320/n1042839668_30361228_1995614.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNutMcCimyI/AAAAAAAACz4/NYREl7R9k7M/s1600/IMG_7040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538210595979041570" style="WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNutMcCimyI/AAAAAAAACz4/NYREl7R9k7M/s320/IMG_7040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538210589835050786" style="WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNutMFJsvyI/AAAAAAAACzw/FXdU7URDJF8/s320/IMG_7072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNusGLyY2tI/AAAAAAAACzo/RM3iSXYrFi4/s1600/IMG_7063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538209389025483474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNusGLyY2tI/AAAAAAAACzo/RM3iSXYrFi4/s320/IMG_7063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a day with sheeeqeen a.k.a small people in the look out for prom dresses at fareast plaza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yes our initial plan was to find dress there but nothing seems to attract any of our interest. and whereas it wasnt in any of our budget. why bother wasting money when yer only gonna use it once in a while, true enough? soo we had a little catch up on each other lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember way back then when we knew each other, when it was only the three of us? yes, those were secondary school memories that i wont forget where we had our ups and downs. we fought over some small issue. flashing back those moments were ironic much? now, one of us went seperate ways cause we knew there was something wrong in between there. w/o knowing, we've known each other for atleast four years and i really treasure every single moment i had with you. back then, i really thought you were th type of girl whom mixed around with only the cool people and knowing yer a dancer was shocking much. a girl whom seems arrogant yet a great dancer. but knowing her, she wasnt that type of girl. a girl whom laugh at our jokes and how retardically we reacted when we make silly faces and sharing our boy's stories. typical girl, i mean comeon who doesnt have boy issue you tell me. except for those who got no feelings at all and cant be bothered to be sentimental over a guy. well he/she got no humour sense at all i must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we both are trying to adapt to new situation and hoping that we could get back like before. and yes, im sure both of us are trying to get back how it was then. so now we started of as strangers, friends, bestfriends, girlfriends, beetches i hope. im giving myself a chance to get to know you better and hope our friendship doesnt get ruin by other people like before. im gonna miss our secondary moments babe, maybe we could always remember that starbucks chilling place will be our memory, then and then i will remember, you also okay? reminiscing through about our past, was actually retardically hilarious. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love this little girl.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNutM94-bgI/AAAAAAAAC0I/QQZ4o0oUCBg/s1600/braces%2Bgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538210605065727490" style="WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNutM94-bgI/AAAAAAAAC0I/QQZ4o0oUCBg/s320/braces%2Bgirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNutM7oXtDI/AAAAAAAAC0A/ePvt1zTTx0U/s1600/IMG_7075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538210604459209778" style="WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNutM7oXtDI/AAAAAAAAC0A/ePvt1zTTx0U/s320/IMG_7075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNusFmn6jaI/AAAAAAAACzg/lbziaP3Chvw/s1600/before%2Band%2Bafter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538209379049442722" style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNusFmn6jaI/AAAAAAAACzg/lbziaP3Chvw/s320/before%2Band%2Bafter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay enough of emotional, so im finally done with my new braces for my upper teeth. complete set, yessah. but how painful it is, i swear you guys dont know. im bearing with the pain, beauty is pain i must say. for the mean time, i just have to eat slowly and i couldnt even chew properly like before, now i miss my 'old' teeth, WTF! ehehehehe, soo my teeth is ready for PROM! but not completely done, cause my dress is not ready! D;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNusFlgCseI/AAAAAAAACzY/pDcRnNvdRY0/s1600/17e2077a38121f974a72a3aa16efaf1e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538209378747986402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNusFlgCseI/AAAAAAAACzY/pDcRnNvdRY0/s320/17e2077a38121f974a72a3aa16efaf1e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;speaking of which, i was watching Pretty Little Liars. guess whaaat i saw, this dress is godamnice. you gotta agree with me, okay now i got something in mind already, HANNA WHY YOU NO GET IT FOR ME? Psssssh, bleaaaah. it either that or research from gossip girl. well i actually asked for help from my cousin since she went for PROM like twice. i gotta be confident and be myself thats all, i dowan to be the most outstanding girl there. hmmm, let's see how it goes. how i wish our school bring some band like 2AM CLUB in the PROM. godamn cool laaah please, but dont dream okay seriously. this is reality not celebrity okay babe, HAHAHA! but come to think about it i dont think they could even afford to hire a band for us whereas the hotel we're going is a 3 STAR HOTEL. this time round, better make me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNusFXa6dWI/AAAAAAAACzQ/SuIOvFYkYxk/s1600/tumblr_lbhgphxYRG1qzjggvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538209374968378722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNusFXa6dWI/AAAAAAAACzQ/SuIOvFYkYxk/s320/tumblr_lbhgphxYRG1qzjggvo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yes, november you better be nice to me. if not im gnna kill you. exaggerating much, god when can i meet up with my boyfriend? only god knows how i misses him soo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh did i mention that im lovin it, with a band called 2AM CLUB. no no, its not the K-POP band. i no love K-POP, i dont really listen to those music. cause somehow they looked gay and act cheeky as possible. Pshh, sorry to those K-POP LOVER. somehow they play songs some sort like Maroon 5, sooo yes. Maroon 5 is total success whut more it has the same genre. ULTIMATE TOTAL SUCCESS. and so im gonna get my prom dress most prob with mum. i got not much time to prepare, a week or two away from now. ahhh, *panics*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ahh more flea market coming along, such a bad date to come. when i got no money, im brokeeeeeee. help me! HAHAHAHAHA! nevermind patience, payday 7th dec. i gotta plan what im buying next month, woooo new bag(maybe), wallet(definate) mp3(maybe), clothes(definate). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-8509960254066279500?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8509960254066279500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=8509960254066279500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/8509960254066279500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/8509960254066279500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/11/worry-about-you.html' title='worry about you'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNu6B-3aq_I/AAAAAAAAC0Q/ILS1bdNJGjc/s72-c/n1042839668_30361228_1995614.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-3575037666380493650</id><published>2010-11-08T12:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T13:21:06.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shop till you fall and golek'/><title type='text'>im coming home baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNd8xVAS6NI/AAAAAAAACyo/PMHdcToEnRk/s1600/IMG_6805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537031453769132242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNd8xVAS6NI/AAAAAAAACyo/PMHdcToEnRk/s320/IMG_6805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNd9nflIXCI/AAAAAAAACyw/_1I3aEYzr_4/s1600/IMG_6807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537032384320920610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNd9nflIXCI/AAAAAAAACyw/_1I3aEYzr_4/s320/IMG_6807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNd8wE1BYII/AAAAAAAACyQ/LNpGPmIWRHo/s1600/iluminati.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537031432247009410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNd8wE1BYII/AAAAAAAACyQ/LNpGPmIWRHo/s320/iluminati.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNd9njaJlzI/AAAAAAAACy4/4-D_uAefSV4/s1600/IMG_6818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537032385348605746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNd9njaJlzI/AAAAAAAACy4/4-D_uAefSV4/s320/IMG_6818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNd8wmi9_CI/AAAAAAAACyg/wecLRg3Chog/s1600/love+it.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537031441298095138" style="WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNd8wmi9_CI/AAAAAAAACyg/wecLRg3Chog/s320/love+it.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNd8wrbBU_I/AAAAAAAACyY/P4xmca47J-0/s1600/ladies.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537031442606937074" style="WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNd8wrbBU_I/AAAAAAAACyY/P4xmca47J-0/s320/ladies.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nicely edited, weeee im loving it. i mean i love my gossipgirls and guy(s).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its been a long time since i updated my blog, psssh like i said im buzay with working life. and now finally the time, im freeeee. now i have experience the working life and i think overall i got NO LIFE when working. every single day i have to wake up in the morning and the next thing you know yer having leg cramps for standing twelve hours straight and entertaining th customer's needs. OMGGGG, i will never evur work at any ATRIUM sale. godamntiring. *bear that in mind people* so should i continue and find any job elsewhere? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNeAm7AdWjI/AAAAAAAACzA/rNkdST3304I/s1600/tumblr_lbizh2FZiZ1qbg4z7o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537035673038314034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNeAm7AdWjI/AAAAAAAACzA/rNkdST3304I/s320/tumblr_lbizh2FZiZ1qbg4z7o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;let's see how it goes and wait for any luck comes passby me. and so, speaking of which im waiting for my payday which falls on the 7th of DEC. guess whaaat, i calculate th amount of hours ive spend working and i MAY get at least $400++, i repeat again i MAY. cause firstly some of th working plan was screwed up due to my sillyness and latecome-ness. moving on, whuts done is done riggggght? no use of thinking about it, and i made new friends there. th workers there i must say are pretty friendly and humble, we shall go out together one daaay and keep on *pheweet-ing to each other yeah?; muke lost and found sia* inside joke please.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNeAm6D0tnI/AAAAAAAACzI/iBXWsLw-mU8/s1600/tumblr_lb6pxo9rhI1qbzpvro1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537035672783992434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNeAm6D0tnI/AAAAAAAACzI/iBXWsLw-mU8/s320/tumblr_lb6pxo9rhI1qbzpvro1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;shopping; rarely this week. but i did update my wardrobe with a few top and NEW HIGH WAIST JEANS FROM TOPSHOP. th top i persuade mummy to get for me from th ATRIUM sale, so i bought two NIKE blue tops and one GREEN NIKE top for baby. hopes he likes it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;im going to marina square in an hour or so with my brother. hunting for shoes, abang maner tak sayang adik dier, awww touching or whaaaat. eh i havent get my pay then want to buy things. okay enough of shopping, patienceeee. cukup is cukup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hmm, i miss aleff akbar. this boy forget about me when it comes to games. he's currently at his cousin house, manxzxz two or three weeks i can die w/o him. okay thats soo exaggerating manxzxz. but me miss him baaaadly. see who ask you to work heh? oh im gonna treat baby when i get my pay, who's tagging along? CHEEEY, you think i so rich heh. noooot. my house not like hotel okay please. SUDDENLY i miss HAFIZ'S jokes, godamn unforgetable. D; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;alright enough of blogging, im tired. i feel so restless and wanting to sleep back. *yawns, okay i shouldnt if not i'll be like a FAT PIG* and im not one. adious senioritas baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;xoxo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaaaa conrad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-3575037666380493650?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3575037666380493650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=3575037666380493650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/3575037666380493650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/3575037666380493650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-coming-home-baby.html' title='im coming home baby'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TNd8xVAS6NI/AAAAAAAACyo/PMHdcToEnRk/s72-c/IMG_6805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-5904922631042566115</id><published>2010-10-27T16:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T12:56:35.290+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i whip my hair back and forth.'/><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary bubu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TMfpmXA9qKI/AAAAAAAACxw/gqGaLphARfk/s1600/babylove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532647512470300834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TMfpmXA9qKI/AAAAAAAACxw/gqGaLphARfk/s320/babylove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TMfpmeZGizI/AAAAAAAACxo/Foxu81Zykrs/s1600/IMG_0935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532647514450594610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TMfpmeZGizI/AAAAAAAACxo/Foxu81Zykrs/s320/IMG_0935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to; baby, babylove, bubu, boo, abby, hunneyxzxz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27/10/2010&lt;/strong&gt;; one year(12 months) knowing you and we know we could go further than this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its been a year we’ve known each other and remembering those goods and bads memories was sure sweeet and nasty. i still remember the first time how we known each other when i said i love you for no apparent reason at the bus stop. suddenly you fell into my love trap, but this love trap lasted for 12 months and it could go further than this which proves me this is true love. i didnt know we could go through this far, surprising much? stupid much to believe love at first sight or even love is blind, well it didnt happen to me. heh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i gotta admit it, eventhough we did fought over small issue, we manage to overcome and came up to a solution, i didnt know that i could fall in love with a guy like you. it made me realise that actually true love really exist. you’ve changed me from either wise physically and mentally. you totally support and made my day when it comes to my bad day. i know that yer gonna be with me even through thick or thin right love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im sorry if i ever vend my anger towards you for no apparent reason, you should know why. P.M.S, typical girl mood swing. i swear to you that its wasnt on purpose and i like it when you tell me to remain calm and you totally understand me. yes, im totally a lucky girl. well not really, but who cares. and it has got nothing to do with that, what i know my boyfriend loves me as much as how i love him. forgive me baby if i ever did any wrongs mmkay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;BAAAAAH, &lt;strong&gt;I LOVE ALEFF AKBAR.&lt;/strong&gt; so dont try to steal my boyfriend from me. HE'S MINE! woaaaaah, so stingy ehh ELYZA. its fact beetch, dont even flirt with him pleaseee. HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TMfrmXlcOhI/AAAAAAAACyA/zKePIHTT_a0/s1600/tumblr_l9oofyfzkA1qc1xedo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532649711646554642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TMfrmXlcOhI/AAAAAAAACyA/zKePIHTT_a0/s320/tumblr_l9oofyfzkA1qc1xedo1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okaaaay i miss this B.F.F of mine, when are you free betch? and guess whaaaaat, there's a flea going on this saturday, and im sooo going. well flea freak, prolly boyfriend wants to tag along. i should be going with aisyah and cousin's. the more the merrier, ehehehe!;P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i've got joooooob the whole next weeek! damn, its godamn far. like at BUKIT PANJANG MALL! i dont even know where the hell is that? have to report at TEN AM and i end my work at TEN PM. twelve hours work but hope it doesnt go to waste. money still comes in, yaaaay! some 'roadshow' or should i say sale going on, ohh do come visit. then you'll see me working, aiseybedaaaaaah! i've got companion with me, fawzee and hanafi. okay easy to mix around. i cant wait to start a job, bet its gonna be damn tiring. dont put too much hope on me being online and posting or either blogging any day of the time. im sure im gonna be shagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TMfrmtGPjOI/AAAAAAAACyI/DouUxvL8nNk/s1600/tumblr_laxumbUREz1qzki0qo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532649717421280482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TMfrmtGPjOI/AAAAAAAACyI/DouUxvL8nNk/s320/tumblr_laxumbUREz1qzki0qo1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TMfpmk0CtOI/AAAAAAAACx4/4NEGlH8IMvY/s1600/IMG_6495-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532647516174202082" style="WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TMfpmk0CtOI/AAAAAAAACx4/4NEGlH8IMvY/s320/IMG_6495-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ohh i got my lower teeth braces done beetch, ehehehe super duper happy. but painful at the same time, now i feel like my teeth can drop out anytime soon. no im serious, it god damn painful when im eating or chewing my meal. well, at some other time i will get the hang of it soon. i'll be doing the upper teeth next two weeks, and tadaaaa you'll see metalmouth girl at PROM! speaking of which, ive yet gotten myself or even prepared for PROM which is less than a month away from now. gotta get get! i need to do some look up on dresses. or maybe this year prom will be inspired by lauren conrad. wait till you seee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-5904922631042566115?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5904922631042566115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=5904922631042566115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/5904922631042566115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/5904922631042566115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-anniversary-bubu.html' title='Happy Anniversary bubu!'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TMfpmXA9qKI/AAAAAAAACxw/gqGaLphARfk/s72-c/babylove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-8342287236616555127</id><published>2010-10-22T10:48:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T15:21:48.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidaaaaalwave'/><title type='text'>who owns my heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TMD8cN9cAdI/AAAAAAAACxI/P94aXzP3540/s1600/IMG_6373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530697904124854738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TMD8cN9cAdI/AAAAAAAACxI/P94aXzP3540/s320/IMG_6373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TMD9iS77OII/AAAAAAAACxg/C9I2-ZuDTkk/s1600/IMG_6223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530699108051531906" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TMD9iS77OII/AAAAAAAACxg/C9I2-ZuDTkk/s320/IMG_6223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TMD8b2RYyTI/AAAAAAAACxA/Vjpb5GADtgs/s1600/IMG_6377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530697897766078770" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TMD8b2RYyTI/AAAAAAAACxA/Vjpb5GADtgs/s320/IMG_6377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;first and foremost, i would like to thank this little small betch for making th JOB-HUNTING success. well not saying that i already have a job, but im sure that there's one awaits me. soo, this girl has a job already but she's fortunate enough to only work thrice a week and futhermore, she's starting her work today. goodluck beetch, hope you will have fun with yer new job. HAPPY CACHE CACHE BEEETCH, HAHAHAHA!;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;should i elaborate more on what happen yesterday, okay briefly explain. well it went well when it comes to getting hired for coffee bean but thinking about it, i wouldnt want to work F&amp;amp;B cause it's damn tiring i assure you. soo, me and shikin went to find another job for me. there was alot of challenges from age limit(forever twenty-one &amp;amp; Topshop), calling the headquarter(Mango, Muji, Diva, Cotton On), or either apply it online(Max&amp;amp;Moore, Newlook) and wasnt my interest(kinokuniya where they need staff to work on weekends) hello im buzay on weekends with family. PSSH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i filled up at least five application forms yesterday, soo im waiting for their calls. we went to check out on BORDERS(oh i tell you, one of the workers damn geeky, he seems lost) could you imagine me being one of them, could sense how LOST i will be. then next, ESPRIT near wheelock. up next, UNIQLO. best part(they need to hire people on weekends and closing) damnit, i know i cant but i just try for my luck. theeeeeeen, we went to ACCESSORIZE. i've been wanting to work there, i swear. i guess its my luck, and i filled in the application form.(before that we went to the other outlet, and they refer me to the headquarter but that particular outlet said they will call me back after they view my application form) call me soon baby.^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so now, im just waiting which this 4 jobs which deserve me. but still i want ACCESSORIZE badly. well maybe i could get discount when im working there. O.o, okay stop imagining things please. eh hurry call me leeeh, i need a job and money. please hire me, wait i sound so desperate. well i am, im in need of money beetch. well ive still got hundred bucks with me, but i promise myself it will last till next the month. okaaay patience is a virtue. i vowed myself. yeah sure you vowed yerself on spending three bucks on earrings at forever twenty-one. too hard to deny it, but i can get nuts when it comes to shopping. next aim; baaag and wallet at accessorize please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TMD8cLs6sWI/AAAAAAAACxQ/pRfP6-Yr-AA/s1600/tumblr_lagr7mSbiq1qczjnio1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530697903518691682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TMD8cLs6sWI/AAAAAAAACxQ/pRfP6-Yr-AA/s320/tumblr_lagr7mSbiq1qczjnio1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this is for yoooooou, fvck off please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TMD9iACXizI/AAAAAAAACxY/oW0rgQGVWIY/s1600/tumblr_lao358RXax1qcorkvo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530699102978280242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TMD9iACXizI/AAAAAAAACxY/oW0rgQGVWIY/s320/tumblr_lao358RXax1qcorkvo1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this is for meeeee, svck off. eeeeeeeeeeeeh, when want to premiere on MIOTV. i want to catch gossipgirl season four baaaaadly. i want to know what happens in PARIS. grr, hurry up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;eh eh eh, i need to lose weight. i dowan to be fattyass girl. HAHAHA, actually im just jealous cause all the other girls are skinny. and i want to be one of them, so its time to lose weight and let those fat thighs go awaay. i went for jogging yesterday, one word;REFRESHING. i love this feeling. its godamnice(y), it felt like you actually feel very light. yeah rigggght, dream on please. damn, im getting tired staying at home. and whazzap with the weather, its god damn hazey. yesterday when i was out, i thought i felt like im in GENTING HIGHLAND. soo damn hazey, but no cooling effect, PSSH! SIGNS SIGNS SIGNS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay i miss my boyfriend, oh did i mention i bought for him a new red G-SHOCK watch. exactly like mine, xcept his is red and mine is purple. how awesome is that. but sometimes i dont feel good, some strange feeling upon me. i wonder why, maybe im just too tired. not sleeping on the correct timing i guess, consequences. look another five more days to our anniversary. &lt;strong&gt;ANNIVERSARY, FOR REEEEEEEEAL! ONE YEAR WE'VE BEEN TOGETHER&lt;/strong&gt;. love you baby, if only you knew how much it feels to be inlove. it feels good to be inlove whom doesnt care much about you, HAHAHA. OKAY FAKE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i shall update soon again, when i get the jooooooob! ehehe, wish me luck people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;xoxo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-8342287236616555127?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8342287236616555127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=8342287236616555127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/8342287236616555127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/8342287236616555127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/10/who-owns-my-heart.html' title='who owns my heart.'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TMD8cN9cAdI/AAAAAAAACxI/P94aXzP3540/s72-c/IMG_6373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-2814970341772167789</id><published>2010-10-18T14:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T15:54:13.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tanned much?'/><title type='text'>we will be alone just me and you baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TLvyULJt9CI/AAAAAAAACw4/4qthwYp1STI/s1600/IMG_5919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529279395932271650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TLvyULJt9CI/AAAAAAAACw4/4qthwYp1STI/s320/IMG_5919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TLvyT3h0oLI/AAAAAAAACww/T9owdvcu9Q4/s1600/IMG_5969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529279390664663218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TLvyT3h0oLI/AAAAAAAACww/T9owdvcu9Q4/s320/IMG_5969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TLvxACBwfgI/AAAAAAAACwo/AGckfoAi0h4/s1600/IMG_6233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529277950373953026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TLvxACBwfgI/AAAAAAAACwo/AGckfoAi0h4/s320/IMG_6233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zentoshaaaa with 4INTEGRITY simply fangtastic, fails to get sunburned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saturday was a day filled laughters and joy, w/o my THREE/G'S i know th plan wouldnt be successful beetches and hunks. with th most hottest weather everrr, i swear each of us was getting darker even if we applied sun-lotion. Psssh, eventhough when it comes to ending of th day, it totally ruin and made it worse. i shall not mention here, wouldnt want that person to feel th pinch please. ohh only god knows how it feels like. easy say, i was having my mood swing. everything seems like its tearing apart on that night, from boyfriends, enemies and family. each of them was practically pissing me off one by one. okay enough said, i shouldnt be elaborating on the fact that it had already happen riggght? karma strikes you back beetch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i waaaaant JAVA CHIPS from starbucks, god caffeine is really making me addicted. im gaining weight, ahh excersise as in jog soon or should i hit th gym? but as far as im concern, i must do my daily routine, sit ups daily basis. i want lose those fats in my tummy. oh yes, boyfriend postpone our outing to tomorrow, hopefully it turns out. and and pssh im getting darker. my forehead is damn dark and i hate it. my arms is like half fair and dark. eeeek, okay im gonna apply some cream so it will turn out naturally skin colour again. speaking of beauty, its confirm im soo getting my braces done wednesday. the previous appointment they ask me to have an X-RAY and a picture of my teeeth? dont ask me whyyyy, weird. this wednesday is gonna take quite some time. i cant wait, but its gonna be painful. beauty is pain isnt it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and guess what, i got new &lt;strong&gt;PUMA&lt;/strong&gt; sneakers. its original, sorry im not some typical people who go for fake brand. i only go for brands, *peace* im not sure if it is really a sneakers but i tell you it more than you can believe how much i got that at velocity. they were having some sale, and it totally unxpected price if i were to tell you. wanna know, ask me about it. i wanna get a new pouch/wallet, mine's rotting already. HAHAHA, wait im serious. get boyfriend to buy for me a new wallet for anniversary at ripcurl. thank you, sayang youuuu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TLvw_m17j7I/AAAAAAAACwg/uFwRnqLsy7A/s1600/Picture0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529277943076589490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TLvw_m17j7I/AAAAAAAACwg/uFwRnqLsy7A/s320/Picture0050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nie anaaaaaaaak heiuk heiuk, her name is dian aisyah. want to get to know her, go through me first okaaaay? HAHAHA, okay diam EL! please, jangan jadi irratating can, HAHAH. psssh, okay back to relavant track, sooo this gilaaaa beetch nak me sleepover her house. entah biler laaah, but holidays are still a long way to go. and did i tell you that im going for job-hunting this thursday, most prolly with shikin. we wont tell where it is laaah, if not paisehh eh! i dowan to work at F&amp;amp;B cause i swear i couldnt handle anything got to do with trays. so i can only work in retail, any recommendation? i want to work but big fat ass doesnt. HAHAHA, dont be lazy pig can? eat sleeep only, fuckdy ass! OKAY IM GETTING CRAZIEEEER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TLvw_XahdkI/AAAAAAAACwY/wzAX1jT96EY/s1600/tumblr_laea7pT2W21qdnc7ho1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529277938935100994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TLvw_XahdkI/AAAAAAAACwY/wzAX1jT96EY/s320/tumblr_laea7pT2W21qdnc7ho1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;im left with $150 with me, howwww? soo fast, damn it. i need money. furthermore class making more outings soon, like ice-skating and swimming. waaah, just got from sentosa then still want to go swimming. aduh, hitam jugak aku aku dibikin nie. HAHAHA, PSHH! okay i gila! i dont like my tagboard, full of trash people passingby. stop it can? god damn annoying, filled with strangers. gilaaaaaaaaaaaa people, no life like M&amp;amp;M. oopsy. dont terase please. better stop here before i get all crazy any more. HAHAHAH, EHHEHEHE, HOHO! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;baby, text me soon. i fucking miss you laaah, that call wasnt satisying enough. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*oh yes, thank you hunney F(B.F.F) ALSO KNOWN FOR LO BOSWORTH. cause yer amazing just the waaaaay you are betch. no thats not i want to say, thank you for being there for me when i was feeling grumpy and all emotional on saturday. i really need someone to listen to my problems and give me advise. im sorry if i didnt gave you any advise on yer boy relationship, i just need time to adapt and space. OH HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU GIRL. same goes to fazurah, i love you and thank you v much girlfriends. miss you already D;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-2814970341772167789?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2814970341772167789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=2814970341772167789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/2814970341772167789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/2814970341772167789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-will-be-alone-just-me-and-you-baby.html' title='we will be alone just me and you baby.'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TLvyULJt9CI/AAAAAAAACw4/4qthwYp1STI/s72-c/IMG_5919.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-560600836159924806</id><published>2010-10-10T15:34:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T17:47:51.698+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy bezday baby.'/><title type='text'>happy birthday babylove</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s494.photobucket.com/albums/rr303/Ellyza94/?action=view&amp;amp;current=nsiuhs.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i494.photobucket.com/albums/rr303/Ellyza94/nsiuhs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*click to zoom in*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TLGXXnHNMSI/AAAAAAAACwQ/tckUgfEjKOU/s1600/alef-127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526364649652302114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TLGXXnHNMSI/AAAAAAAACwQ/tckUgfEjKOU/s320/alef-127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;over the past few months, knowing and seeing you change into a different person into someone i could rely on. So looking at you now, make me feel sooo proud for you. I know its been a rough time for us within those eleven months but yet we still went through with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TLGTTfpTkNI/AAAAAAAACwI/VriMuBu9eX0/s1600/tweetweet-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526360180881854674" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TLGTTfpTkNI/AAAAAAAACwI/VriMuBu9eX0/s320/tweetweet-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;10th.10ctober.2010, cool heh. my boypren so special. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;now you've grown into a teenage boy, ensure that you are totally a grown matured boy. well for myself, i've always think that you are. prove to me mmkay baby? but that has nothing go to do with it, but i really want to thank you for making me know where i stand. you make me know what true love means and also making me learn how to be a independant girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;therefore, &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY FOUR-TEEN birthday baby&lt;/strong&gt;. may yer wishes come trueeee and wait till i see you in action pact. weee, get ready to rumble boy. there's more to come, and i cant wait for this weekends. yaaaaaaaay, outing with baby on sunday. yesaah, quality time with my beloved boy. oh how i love you for who you are love.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I LOVE YOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TLFuJzI3--I/AAAAAAAACwA/VNdhHjTsppQ/s1600/tumblr_l91mhp08k41qcj3gco1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526319332385618914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TLFuJzI3--I/AAAAAAAACwA/VNdhHjTsppQ/s320/tumblr_l91mhp08k41qcj3gco1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;soooo i was shopping th whole day yesterday. spend th whole entire day at somerset with kak miera and yana. first and foremost, went to get baby's present over at bugis. so kak yana treated us at forever twenty-one dress and accessorise from diva. yaaay, i love her sooo much. went to Uniqlo, bought a Zebra mini skirt there. Bought my GIRLFRIEND magazine at HMV, then off to flea market, i tell you i spend almost over 100 bucks on Maxi dress, Grey tanktop, BRITAIN top, pink and black RAYBANS shades and Vintage Jeggings. i swear im happy with what i have. now i dont have to worry whut i have to wear for this week, i think. then met up with ira(cousin) with her 'teman istimewa'. first impression:shock face. wow, since when my cousin dates? well nowww, grown up girl. pass her lauren conrad book. left town around 10++ and homed sweet home. i intend to buy VANS pump shoes, but its okay. oh yes, i saw ZHEN PING there as well. co-incident. im soooooo exhausted from walking. i was half dead when i came home from shopping yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TLFuJCI2iXI/AAAAAAAACv4/_uKNC9Iz8XI/s1600/tumblr_l9wim9rcYD1qzij0zo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526319319232186738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TLFuJCI2iXI/AAAAAAAACv4/_uKNC9Iz8XI/s320/tumblr_l9wim9rcYD1qzij0zo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;first time in my whole entire life, a phrase shop till you drop does exist in me. HAHAHA, SOOO N LEVELS ARE DONE! EHEHEHE, SCHOOL'S OUT AND IM OUT. CHEEEEEY! class was having party over at pris's crib on friday night till morning. one word;spectacular. i got alot of freee time, so whoever want me to do anything, text me earlier. but this tuesday=braces day. friday=buat bodoh daaaaay*kening up-up*. saturday=sentoshaaaaaa with class. sunday=out with babylove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;seee so little time yet soo much things to do, who says? GAAAAAH, okaaaay bye. i wanna play games nowwww, mummy nagging. eh maghrib already right! HAHAHA, okaaay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;*BUBU TEXT ME LATER, I WANNA KNOW WHUT YER DOING NOW. HAVE SOO MUCH FUN UNTIL YOU FORGET ME IS IT?!? HAHAHA, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i love you more than you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-560600836159924806?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/560600836159924806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=560600836159924806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/560600836159924806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/560600836159924806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-birthday-babylove.html' title='happy birthday babylove'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TLGXXnHNMSI/AAAAAAAACwQ/tckUgfEjKOU/s72-c/alef-127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-7313482445448935684</id><published>2010-10-03T10:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T18:28:23.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='like a broken arrow'/><title type='text'>at times, life has full of shits.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TKfmIEtAMNI/AAAAAAAACu4/1zUU66uJwa4/s1600/tumblr_l9l3kbcgQT1qcbjipo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523636494369042642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TKfmIEtAMNI/AAAAAAAACu4/1zUU66uJwa4/s320/tumblr_l9l3kbcgQT1qcbjipo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well oh well its third of october. tomorrow is forth of october which marks N LEVEL paper two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TKfwglBKK0I/AAAAAAAACvw/W7RC-bzFl9Y/s1600/IMG_5082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523647910476655426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TKfwglBKK0I/AAAAAAAACvw/W7RC-bzFl9Y/s320/IMG_5082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Raaaaayaaaaa with hunks and babes, had whale of time with them. i swear laughing and visitng each of our friend's houses completes th outing damn fun. kinda of a last minute plan though but it was successful in th end. sorry to those whom we didnt update. short post for today, rushing for time to study. ive got at least history and EBS to cover still. god, soo much things to study yet little time. i wish N Level was being postponed, you wished eh. okay so me and some of my friend were already planning that after n level which is friday itself, we are going to have a party. just gonna get this thing done and over. and yes i cant wait, ohh my baby's birthday is like in a week. and and and on saturday im going shopping with brother's fiance and my another brother's gf at 313 somerset. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAHAHAHA, gonna let her pay my shopping spreeeeee. no so evil naaah. ive gotta plan my shopping list already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TKfmI9I6q3I/AAAAAAAACvI/83URLKzMBVs/s1600/tumblr_l9nzs33YSI1qzjggvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523636509518506866" style="WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TKfmI9I6q3I/AAAAAAAACvI/83URLKzMBVs/s320/tumblr_l9nzs33YSI1qzjggvo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and hopefully if i were to passby borders or times, i wanna get this book. well initial plan was HAFIZ was suppose to get for me for my brithday but then if my patience cant bear with it then i will have to get it on my own. weeeeeee, hurry come. i just want to get this over. *repeats* i cant wait to get my braces next tuesday. yeeeehaaaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TKfmITeNuVI/AAAAAAAACvA/UbWM484kofM/s1600/tumblr_l9mptxZDsT1qb89deo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523636498333546834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TKfmITeNuVI/AAAAAAAACvA/UbWM484kofM/s320/tumblr_l9mptxZDsT1qb89deo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anw, if you babes or hunks were to buzybody at my facebook and wondering who's that dude who lied to me is none other than some guy i love. obvious much, i had a small arguement with boyf yesterday which i think its ironic due to my egoness. yes, i must say my ego is more than his. well whut can i do, jealousy in every relationship. but now everything seems fine. hopefully. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yeees lah, everything is going smoothly already. dont worry mmkay people. aleff and me wont bring you guys down. ehehehe, okay stop it eh! and w/o knowing its already &lt;strong&gt;eleventh month&lt;/strong&gt; we're together. could we get any more futher, im sure we will right baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TKfpegqaewI/AAAAAAAACvg/Rw_QEdrsoKw/s1600/38981_1247552089224_1842099798_470623_7667355_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523640178366380802" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TKfpegqaewI/AAAAAAAACvg/Rw_QEdrsoKw/s320/38981_1247552089224_1842099798_470623_7667355_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TKfmc2Z6yJI/AAAAAAAACvQ/LRVqVln6TEc/s1600/tumblr_l9ejrqXTK11qanap5o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523636851308152978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TKfmc2Z6yJI/AAAAAAAACvQ/LRVqVln6TEc/s320/tumblr_l9ejrqXTK11qanap5o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and how sweet can he be, he's getting me a necklace. infact, he spended forty bucks on my expenses like my prepaid and my lauren conrad book: L.A. CANDY. ehehe, thats why i love him, but im not taking things for granted please. im not some typical girls who ask for their boyf things. he insist on buying for me, so i cant say no right? rezeki tak mau tolak deeeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;prolly going out for baby's birthday, ice-skating. im not too sure, but we will plan after both of our exams. OMFG, IM FUCKING SEXCITED PLEASE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TKfpediOaeI/AAAAAAAACvY/G4mNjSQ2Hgg/s1600/tumblr_l9lgc2LybT1qbg4z7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523640177526729186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TKfpediOaeI/AAAAAAAACvY/G4mNjSQ2Hgg/s320/tumblr_l9lgc2LybT1qbg4z7o1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i gotta admit to this, and its true enough right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay bye, i need to get on my books back, ahhh fvck shit please. why do we even have to study whereas its not being adapt to our working lives? true enough? patience and courage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i really dont understand you dear, why did you like my status? wonder.wonder.wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/7676089983051900285-7313482445448935684?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7313482445448935684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=7313482445448935684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/7313482445448935684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/7313482445448935684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/10/at-times-life-has-full-of-shits.html' title='at times, life has full of shits.'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TKfmIEtAMNI/AAAAAAAACu4/1zUU66uJwa4/s72-c/tumblr_l9l3kbcgQT1qcbjipo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-1982062247332707530</id><published>2010-09-20T17:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T19:12:04.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='way to a women&apos;s heart.'/><title type='text'>come on, give me alil more</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TJcytcyP-jI/AAAAAAAACto/ONVh4d7qkqM/s1600/IMG_3637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518935624768289330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TJcytcyP-jI/AAAAAAAACto/ONVh4d7qkqM/s320/IMG_3637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;DEIMI'S SWEET SIXTEEN BEZDAAAAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TJcysyQvSJI/AAAAAAAACtg/yGYPWDEdc8E/s1600/IMG_3786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518935613353445522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TJcysyQvSJI/AAAAAAAACtg/yGYPWDEdc8E/s320/IMG_3786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TJcysRJzMmI/AAAAAAAACtY/rRXik2Rz3B8/s1600/IMG_3644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518935604465971810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TJcysRJzMmI/AAAAAAAACtY/rRXik2Rz3B8/s320/IMG_3644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TJc1k1qlLaI/AAAAAAAACuQ/_ot8be-oU2o/s1600/IMG_3726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518938775363071394" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TJc1k1qlLaI/AAAAAAAACuQ/_ot8be-oU2o/s320/IMG_3726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TJc020Rp0KI/AAAAAAAACuI/lvNc1Cw94gI/s1600/IMG_3852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518937984716099746" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TJc020Rp0KI/AAAAAAAACuI/lvNc1Cw94gI/s320/IMG_3852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We are young, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we run free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stay up late, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we don’t sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got our friends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;got the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We’ll be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CHILL OUT AT BEN&amp;amp;JERRY'S with classmates was SUPERDEEDUPERFUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So th actual plan on friday was to surprise DEIMI about th outing itself but i dont think so it was successful afterall, till she found it out herself. aiyaaa, spoil plan. so meet up with homies, each and everyone was late as usual. STANDARD 4Integrity, fails to be late. initial plan was to catch a movie(DEVIL) at AMK but then most of us thought it was ironic to spend our day day as there wasnt much things to lookby so we went to town instead. all agreeable but it didnt work out due to some certain reasons like curfews and age limit. AHH, sucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;had pastamania, it was such a choatic day for everyone. after having our meal, then we went to chill at BEN&amp;amp;JERRY'S. i had my very own banana fudge with oreo creamy cookies with rainbow toppings. i feel like i want those ice-cream again. GOD, heaven and earth and thats where we had our M18 show and surfer truth table! its only between those who went for th outing and remains by ourselves. sorry, BUT MY&lt;strong&gt; BIG FAT MOUTH&lt;/strong&gt; AINT GONNA REVEAL THEIR SECRETS cause im not to stupid enough to let th cat out of th bag mmkay? and trust me, i think my classmates knows me better. thats why i love my homies. enough said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TJc504RuYQI/AAAAAAAACuY/2hOqinYhmo4/s1600/tumblr_l90wjd7MZ11qamb1qo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518943448988541186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TJc504RuYQI/AAAAAAAACuY/2hOqinYhmo4/s320/tumblr_l90wjd7MZ11qamb1qo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well count me in, i am! are you one of them? i dont think so. HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sooo how's life, pretty hectic. hectic with studies. yes i must say, well thats life. theres full of ups and downs which we must go through it though. ANW, im having my break. well not really BREAK from studies, i need to study and go for remedials still within this two to three weeks. so its like kinda away but not yet away for me kinda thing. WTF, am i talking?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i miss my GIRLFRIENDS, esp DIAN AISYAH. okay we were saying we might have our sleepover someday. HAHAH, DREAM EH ELYZA. OMG, TIME FLIES XTREMELY FAST. w/o knowing its already OCTOBER. ahh, dont panic remain calm beetch. LETS PLAN for celebration after N's. HAHAHA, CANT WAIT. BRACES, ICE-SKATING, FLYER, &lt;strong&gt;SHOPPINGGGGG! &lt;/strong&gt;okay im planning whut to get already. shop at topshop, diva, accessorize&amp;amp;moonsoon, miss selfridge, zara! cause i hate to shop at cotton on, it seems like everybody is wearing it already. LOSER! FLEA MARKET TH BEST! you wont see anyone wearing it, sooo AWESOME ABOUT FLEAA FLY FLO FUN! heard there's flea coming this 25th, up for th beat? YEEEHAAAAA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its important to find a boy who is willing to help in times of trouble, makes you laugh when you feeling blue, who is dependable and doesnt lie, a good kisser and knows a way to a women's heart. thats for sure;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Previously on 90210, OMG. i fucking miss that show and GOSSIP GIRL. SEASON FOUR! okay bye, want to study later, i shall play games first. BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE LEMBU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-1982062247332707530?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1982062247332707530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=1982062247332707530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/1982062247332707530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/1982062247332707530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/09/come-on-give-me-alil-more.html' title='come on, give me alil more'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TJcytcyP-jI/AAAAAAAACto/ONVh4d7qkqM/s72-c/IMG_3637.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-8434122483122006072</id><published>2010-09-13T16:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T18:04:19.992+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i get all hyped over this.'/><title type='text'>SELAMAT JENG JENG HARI RAYA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;TET TET NEH NEH, sesuci lebaran akan amalan berdoalah insan *sesuci lebaran*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3k348xv5I/AAAAAAAACsA/BnuznRbM5QM/s1600/IMG_3083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516316767429967762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3k348xv5I/AAAAAAAACsA/BnuznRbM5QM/s320/IMG_3083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3k2rbYv2I/AAAAAAAACro/cG4wG9YiPMY/s1600/IMG_2999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516316746620387170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3k2rbYv2I/AAAAAAAACro/cG4wG9YiPMY/s320/IMG_2999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3m3iLIivI/AAAAAAAACsI/be1BoqLMW0M/s1600/IMG_3049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516318960339421938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3m3iLIivI/AAAAAAAACsI/be1BoqLMW0M/s320/IMG_3049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3k3eNvqVI/AAAAAAAACr4/2nk1xgxaKPc/s1600/IMG_3047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516316760253376850" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3k3eNvqVI/AAAAAAAACr4/2nk1xgxaKPc/s320/IMG_3047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3k21fnT7I/AAAAAAAACrw/1Ncr9zov3oQ/s1600/IMG_2987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516316749322473394" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3k21fnT7I/AAAAAAAACrw/1Ncr9zov3oQ/s320/IMG_2987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3qFRFYC5I/AAAAAAAACso/dCD9SKmZLZg/s1600/IMG_3002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516322494804921234" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3qFRFYC5I/AAAAAAAACso/dCD9SKmZLZg/s320/IMG_3002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;First day of raya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3qGKIoprI/AAAAAAAACsw/1O2cp1lGJHU/s1600/IMG_3447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516322510119413426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3qGKIoprI/AAAAAAAACsw/1O2cp1lGJHU/s320/IMG_3447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3m4upR0sI/AAAAAAAACsY/TNIENEWtp_Y/s1600/IMG_3294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516318980866953922" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3m4upR0sI/AAAAAAAACsY/TNIENEWtp_Y/s320/IMG_3294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3m4P2l6SI/AAAAAAAACsQ/iQ1SDI4yvXk/s1600/IMG_3187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516318972601297186" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3m4P2l6SI/AAAAAAAACsQ/iQ1SDI4yvXk/s320/IMG_3187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Second day of raaaayaaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3qHa_f8lI/AAAAAAAACtA/ksUfUUpJE00/s1600/IMG_3558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516322531824366162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3qHa_f8lI/AAAAAAAACtA/ksUfUUpJE00/s320/IMG_3558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3qG0HC2SI/AAAAAAAACs4/9-P8gasjEP4/s1600/IMG_3561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516322521387030818" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3qG0HC2SI/AAAAAAAACs4/9-P8gasjEP4/s320/IMG_3561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Third day of raaaaayaaaaaaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA, MAAF ZAHIR AND BATIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;heeeeyhoooo, im baaaack! Elyzaaa conrad is back in action,*does th cool action gun, blow th tip of th gun* CHEEEY! no serious im back, yeeha. well im not really gonna update a proper one. well as you can see, pictures describe thousand and millions of werds. therefore, within that three particular days i am soo hyped and enthusiatic into raya this year. firstly, well whut more can i say money collection(at least 200 bucks with me right now) and secondly looking forward to meet up with my lovely and cute cousins. so, main colour for raya is green and purple. been coming home late since friday, derr. whut more could you xpect. i was back yesterday at midnight. i couldnt get enough sleep, okay later on im getting my sleep to fulfill my body requirement. OMG, and ive been rather exhausted and bloated after visiting each of my relatives houses. i think i gain one kaygeee back, damn you! ensure i know my limits, enough said. i am soo gonna spend my money after n's, wait till you see. JENG JENG JENG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay serious time: repetition on my schedule. N level in another three more weeks. SCHOOL left with FOUR MORE DAYS. ohh, im soo gonna miss school. boohoo, speaking of which, i will take in consideration whether to come for my prom night. but i know if i miss it, i will regret throughout my entire secondary school life, so i am going. th night to remember. and class thinking on making a chalet after N's. hopefully i am freee, cause i might be buzay with photography lessons, dental appointment and dance practice. ah, i cant wait to get my braces done, you guys will see me smiling with pink and blue braces during PROM NIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh boy,cant wait to get this oveeeer. im sexcited over my anniversary with baby, th end of N's and also baby's birthday. gosh, all celebrate after a week of hardwork. YEEHA! i cant wait, saving up until i am loaded. OMG, AKU KAYA! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not.&lt;/span&gt; cepat kill time hurry, i cant wait to have an outing with my lovely girlfriends after N's. speaking of which, FLEA MARKET SOON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3sWLA02CI/AAAAAAAACtQ/JPz-_vo9dO8/s1600/tumblr_l830q8mWIw1qajqi4o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516324984256256034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3sWLA02CI/AAAAAAAACtQ/JPz-_vo9dO8/s320/tumblr_l830q8mWIw1qajqi4o1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3sVabz7fI/AAAAAAAACtI/5SdUz5gFzlQ/s1600/IMG_2873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516324971216104946" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3sVabz7fI/AAAAAAAACtI/5SdUz5gFzlQ/s320/IMG_2873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i am soo engross with her book right now, gorgeous chick. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE LAUREN CONRAD.&lt;/span&gt; hothotheat baybeh, hehehehe^^ okay bye, continue to upload pictures at facebook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anw, hello kawan kawan elyza yang elyza amat cintai. saya, nur elyza ingin mengucapkan selamat hari raya yer everybody? elyza juga ingin meminta maaf jika elyza terkasar bahasa atau &lt;strong&gt;TER-GOSSIP&lt;/strong&gt; pasal awak, atau awak terase jika elyza kutok awak ker dan bermacam lagi. Jangan marah yer, manusia semuanya lakukan silap. kalau tidak, awak bukan manusia, awak fuyo-fuyo macam orix, HAHAHA! okay serius nie, harap awak kalian maafkan saya yer? &lt;strong&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA&lt;/strong&gt; rakan, sahabat handai dan saudara mara. elyza cinta awak semua. xoxo, (peluk dan ciuman) HAHAHA, WTF siaaaaa elyza! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;goodbye baby, HAHAHA. bladder ass. yay, birthday elyza nak dekat(padahal 3 more months)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-8434122483122006072?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8434122483122006072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=8434122483122006072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/8434122483122006072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/8434122483122006072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/09/selamat-jeng-jeng-hari-raya.html' title='SELAMAT JENG JENG HARI RAYA!'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TI3k348xv5I/AAAAAAAACsA/BnuznRbM5QM/s72-c/IMG_3083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-2580676403728643691</id><published>2010-09-04T07:03:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T15:38:46.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i missing you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='143'/><title type='text'>iyiyiy, yeeha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TIGDADHNpMI/AAAAAAAACrI/Ndk5ZXmznlg/s1600/IMG_2351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512831455736997058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TIGDADHNpMI/AAAAAAAACrI/Ndk5ZXmznlg/s320/IMG_2351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TIGC_-yAqnI/AAAAAAAACrA/a0R9Z4lLrpc/s1600/IMG_2356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512831454574324338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TIGC_-yAqnI/AAAAAAAACrA/a0R9Z4lLrpc/s320/IMG_2356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Teacher's day and reunion with northland primary mates.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so i celebrated with my all time favourite teacher's and went back to my primary school, well it was a last minute plan though, i didnt really met up with my teachers cause most of my teachers left th school instead i met up with my mates. i didnt know they would still remember me after four years. even my myself forget their names, ehehehe. im sorry to say but its been decades since i enter that school. well some facilities change and even th teachers. oh, how i miss th canteen, music room, and last but not least my CCA malay dance. i miss cikgu rosmala, eventually she wasnt there. sheedeh. canteen still classic, same old things except its much more cheaper. i swear its god damn cheaper than secondary school. when i got there, they were having aces day in hall. how cute are th lower primary school students, i tried to recall back. HAHAHA, sweet memories i shall not forget. people change, environment change, everywhere change except for th werld. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TIGA5nvDoxI/AAAAAAAACqo/KLZTa_UNRi8/s1600/IMG_2552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512829146285450002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TIGA5nvDoxI/AAAAAAAACqo/KLZTa_UNRi8/s320/IMG_2552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TIGC_TitADI/AAAAAAAACq4/gefJXbZPV00/s1600/IMG_2476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512831442967396402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TIGC_TitADI/AAAAAAAACq4/gefJXbZPV00/s320/IMG_2476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TIGA4y1NHPI/AAAAAAAACqg/vp2urABzScQ/s1600/IMG_2755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512829132084157682" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TIGA4y1NHPI/AAAAAAAACqg/vp2urABzScQ/s320/IMG_2755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TIGA4qOmyTI/AAAAAAAACqY/zGzdcZQs4Wk/s1600/IMG_2766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512829129774778674" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TIGA4qOmyTI/AAAAAAAACqY/zGzdcZQs4Wk/s320/IMG_2766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TIGC_PPC3uI/AAAAAAAACqw/irFc6HeqjdQ/s1600/IMG_2401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512831441811201762" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TIGC_PPC3uI/AAAAAAAACqw/irFc6HeqjdQ/s320/IMG_2401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TIGEbhQbQSI/AAAAAAAACrQ/nVCaucJrgpM/s1600/IMG_2483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512833027196797218" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TIGEbhQbQSI/AAAAAAAACrQ/nVCaucJrgpM/s320/IMG_2483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Iftar with classmates, &lt;strong&gt;three/3 G'S. a guy, gay, girls.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;spend half of my day with shikin, deimi, pris, fawzee and az-fart last wednesday which was teacher's day holidays. we went to th helix brigde, breakfast at makan sutra and made our way to marina square rooftop and thats where we dance our ass and shake our booty. i shall upload th video in facebook soon. i tell you, confirm you will laugh yer ass off. some random dancing moves. we got moves baybeh, why not making a spoof/parody of some music video heh? then to suntec city starbucks. and thats where we started to make a confession session whereby we had to reveal our deepest nasty secrets. MUAHAHA! manxzxz, spilling out those moments were sure very very complex. and knowing each other secrets will remain just between th three/ 3 G'S, shall we? HAHAHA, it reminds me of GOSSIP GIRL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so i must say ive been rather spending alot of time going out nowadays instead of studying eventhough N's are around th corner, crazy us right. anw, monday marks th start of our N's and i is anxious, worried and scared. well i shouldnt be blogging right now cause im suppose to be studying but look its only seven am in th morning. i just cant sleep, due to some reasons. firstly, my family was such a nuisance i must say, early morning make me soo whiney. damnit! i hate it when people accuse you for doing something wrong whereas you didnt do it. sungguhannoying.com, everything you do goes wrong. put th blame on me. i seriously hate it when people tends to get buzaybody and keep on asking if yer studying. well hello, i know how to manage my time properly and could you please stop bothering me and MYOB MOFO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;secondly, there's something bothering me and i just cant sleep. still upset and annoyed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;well at least i did put my effort in studying lah pig, argh. annoying siaaxzxz, okay now back to relavant topic, i was saying ' oh yes, i covered my social studies on two topic which is managing healthcare in singapore and globalisation. i hate doing handout two manxzxz' i got no choice but just study, so today's plan might be staying at home th whole day and study. or maybe going to shop at charles and keith with mummy, im getting my killer heels today if im not wrong, and im not sure if im going geyland today as well cause i intend to go since its been a long time i went there. mug like crazy i guess. ah monday malay paper. saya sungguh risau kerana saya belum hafal peribahasa saya tetapi saya rasa bersemagat kerana saya tahu yang saya akan membaiki bahasa saya dengan itu saya ucapkan selamat maju jaya everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TIGEcMHIXyI/AAAAAAAACrY/VrEE04WSGi8/s1600/tumblr_l7vw8o1T7q1qb5mmjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512833038700535586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TIGEcMHIXyI/AAAAAAAACrY/VrEE04WSGi8/s320/tumblr_l7vw8o1T7q1qb5mmjo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;boyfriend; i hate it when you like some post which relevant to us cause i dont see any joke between that issue. i know its been a rough time for us, due to my mood, studies and how i tend to vend my anger at you. idk why but i cant seem to control my anger eventhough i find it small issue. i know we can work things out after my N's, and sorry if i made you upset. i didnt do it on purpose, so please understand how i feel mmkay baby?i hate it when we argue cause i will feel guilty for every mistake i made and i dont wish to cry over it. i am a human and do have feelings as well. its sad when yer exams falls on th anniversary and ends two days before his birthday. i dont have enought to even prepare for th day, but i just hope everything works well. i just want th best for us. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;iloveyou bubu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TIGEcWrlAcI/AAAAAAAACrg/JVE9ar5Cs1A/s1600/tumblr_l801e8WmWv1qa0l5fo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512833041537761730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TIGEcWrlAcI/AAAAAAAACrg/JVE9ar5Cs1A/s320/tumblr_l801e8WmWv1qa0l5fo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im getting a make over after N's till we see next time kaaaay? but now, i feel like cutting my fringe cause it so troublesome for me but then again i want it to grow. fickle minded and also i am going to get my hair highlighted after N's and thinking of doing extensions which can cause me up to 200 bucks. HAHAHA, BE JEALOUS PEOPLE! hopefully i'll blog after my N's. wish me luck baybeh, EHEHEHE! yeeha, ready get set GO! jiayo elyza. i tak sabar nie nak dapat my braces soon, yaaaaay! hurry and get over this can? i wanna enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh and this coming friday HARI RAYA! selamat advanced hari raya people, WTH! i cant wait to play firecrackers, eat, get hari raya money(imma only celebrate hari raya for three days) and meet with my cousins. we are cool! iyiyiy, HAHAH! addicted to th song, ass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;eh i want that lauren conrad book, *if not i become whiney and cranky* next on list, lauren conrad BOOKS! thats for sure, my birthday present and now i feel like shopping. another flea market coming soon, gaaaah! abstain yer desire elyza cine. minah rep sehh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-2580676403728643691?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2580676403728643691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=2580676403728643691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/2580676403728643691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/2580676403728643691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/09/iyiyiy-yeeha.html' title='iyiyiy, yeeha!'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TIGDADHNpMI/AAAAAAAACrI/Ndk5ZXmznlg/s72-c/IMG_2351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-3929989115934531381</id><published>2010-08-26T21:38:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T22:39:36.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marks british couple'/><title type='text'>BABI MODE-,-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THZwu8B22tI/AAAAAAAACqI/ywCKqQRR1S4/s1600/46206_1523447039784_1042839668_31481299_1021719_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509715145824590546" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THZwu8B22tI/AAAAAAAACqI/ywCKqQRR1S4/s320/46206_1523447039784_1042839668_31481299_1021719_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THZwuoS-VNI/AAAAAAAACqA/XClsafg4VRg/s1600/44422_1523449199838_1042839668_31481302_448533_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509715140527674578" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THZwuoS-VNI/AAAAAAAACqA/XClsafg4VRg/s320/44422_1523449199838_1042839668_31481302_448533_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i is, nur elyza is a good girl in school;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so school has been doing fine for me xcept that tomorrow we'll be getting out prelims two results. JENG JENG JENG, hopefully i pass my english and other subjects. as long i improve then im fine with it, just bear with th consequence later on. remember: bear with this like another two more months or so and then you can enjoy. i plan to like enjoy myself right after my last 'N' level paper. YEEHAA, which is on th 8th of october if im not mistaken. and two days right before babylove's birthday which falls on th 10th ocotber(sunday) *sings sunday morning song* sunday morning, rain is falling~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THZu7wpVxMI/AAAAAAAACpo/itMyUO19tCU/s1600/tumblr.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509713167084012738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THZu7wpVxMI/AAAAAAAACpo/itMyUO19tCU/s320/tumblr.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so i is v lazy nowadays, there is a new word me and hafiz made up. 'BABI MODE' which equilavent to sleeping time. he knows me too well that th fact that everytime whenever he ask me whether i study and he will answer that question saying 'oh yesterday 'BABI MODE' th whole day? and i was like *nods heas* HAHAHA, plus i was damn exhausted today due to th aces day practice earlier on during PE. i tell you, that was th most enjoyable PE i ever had. we dance like there was nobody business *sings nobody nobody but you~* th whole class was enthuuu. one word; &lt;strong&gt;enthusiastically&lt;/strong&gt;. now that is whut i call class spirit baybeh. at th same time, we were planning on whut we're giving our teacher for teacher's day. initial plan was to make a collage. but somehow or rather th class voted with other options and we agreed eventhough some wasnt satisfied with our choice. well majority wins and im suppose to bring my DSLR camera tomorrow for some stuff. its god damn freaking heavy yaknow, but its okay. class matter willing to do, for th sake of 4INTEGRITY. CHEEEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then me and azfar also had our own word, which was 'BUNTAL' and mine was 'MONTEL'. theres a story behind it somehow or rather. dont ask me why nowadays i prefer hanging around with guys. not saying that i dont approve having friends with girls, but im better off mixing with guys cause they understand my feelings in a way. like for instance, azfar share with me his family stories and im glad to have a friend like him. and for hafiz, we share our own personal stories from BGR to his crushes and our own matters. then again, im really glad to have them as my close friends. wee, im proud and fortunate to have lovely friends around me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THZxpc6T7FI/AAAAAAAACqQ/HBElUbSPNDY/s1600/tumblr_l76n2wDwuv1qboxego1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509716151083723858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THZxpc6T7FI/AAAAAAAACqQ/HBElUbSPNDY/s320/tumblr_l76n2wDwuv1qboxego1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okaaay i is jealous when somebody has a hair like this. i want to be brunette girl please, with brown hair. or shall i highlight my hair v soon? fickle minded as usual.elyzaaa, tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THZwSgtHS8I/AAAAAAAACp4/HSpkXvqTXTs/s1600/tumblr_l7jhbwgEJP1qboxego1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509714657453493186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THZwSgtHS8I/AAAAAAAACp4/HSpkXvqTXTs/s320/tumblr_l7jhbwgEJP1qboxego1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ahh, i miss watching my gossip girl series. now i is waiting patiently for season four to premiere, and they are casting it in paris. my dream destination sooner or later, hopefully. and yes fasting month are going to end soon like another two more weeks or so. and by th time you know, its already HARI RAYA. YAAAAY! not so yay, because it is time to seat for my 'N' level as well. and i've yet to decorate my room or paint my room still. im suppose to paint my main wall, pink and black but i was thinking of pasting wallpaper. we shall see how my parents agree with it anot, but they for sure agree with my terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THZvbDcaKVI/AAAAAAAACpw/BaKvU4ccNBk/s1600/tumblr_l7d0zaD8b81qahqyoo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509713704705993042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THZvbDcaKVI/AAAAAAAACpw/BaKvU4ccNBk/s320/tumblr_l7d0zaD8b81qahqyoo1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i dont care whut people might say, but i know my love for you is true from th bottom of my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;aww, baby i miss you like heaven. and yes tomorrow marks our 11th monthsary and having to meet up tomorrow would be a chance cause im really buzay nowadays preparing for important things. could you see how time flies w/o realising that it is almost coming to a year we've been together. im glad to have you with me and yer really mean alot to me eventhough i am still figuring out how th hell am i suppose to text you. but im fine with it, small matter manxzxz. dont take it too hard, okay diam. plus, im saving up my money on something that might surprise you out. wait till i tell you when th day comes nearer, it will prolly be around th early october. *sexcited to celebrate*, OMG. i still cant believe th fact that th love was an everlasting in deed. and being with you was th best part of my life, love. and we know that we could go further than this right bubu? we cooler than you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i will&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;love you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;no matter whut, happy 11th monthsary my geeky british boyfriend. now you tell me how much do you love me, ehehehehe^^ muacks, xoxoxoxo many many from yer british busty girlfriend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHAHA, LAUGH OUT LOUD. BUSTY eh! wackdush him than he know. i cant wait for tomorrow baybeh, iftar with cousin and monthsary with love. couldnt get any much more better? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*i got addicted to yuna's songs and maroon five, ah damnit. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;xoxo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-3929989115934531381?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3929989115934531381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=3929989115934531381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/3929989115934531381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/3929989115934531381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/08/babi-mode.html' title='BABI MODE-,-'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THZwu8B22tI/AAAAAAAACqI/ywCKqQRR1S4/s72-c/46206_1523447039784_1042839668_31481299_1021719_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-3233370026483995934</id><published>2010-08-23T20:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T21:44:39.924+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='incyful misery'/><title type='text'>four more days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THJxefS4laI/AAAAAAAACpA/Xsl7HPXxj5Q/s1600/IMG_0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508590062838257058" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THJxefS4laI/AAAAAAAACpA/Xsl7HPXxj5Q/s320/IMG_0653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THJyU5ykA3I/AAAAAAAACpQ/UyJSTHVGOFw/s1600/IMG_0689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508590997663384434" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THJyU5ykA3I/AAAAAAAACpQ/UyJSTHVGOFw/s320/IMG_0689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sleepover at my lovely room,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THJxfJm5OZI/AAAAAAAACpI/4rIH9IqyxoU/s1600/IMG_0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508590074196474258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THJxfJm5OZI/AAAAAAAACpI/4rIH9IqyxoU/s320/IMG_0458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mummy can i get those tattoos? if i could have those, i would be delighted. i want a tattoo manxzxzxz, but sadly i couldnt. okaaay maybe i shall do a temporary tattoo soon. YEEHAA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THJusbpB2ZI/AAAAAAAACow/OcxJBlRoJOk/s1600/39486_1247554329280_1842099798_470664_4060769_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508587003840682386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THJusbpB2ZI/AAAAAAAACow/OcxJBlRoJOk/s320/39486_1247554329280_1842099798_470664_4060769_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;double date again? i miss these people many many, but i saw azwad just now so i dont really miss him. Neeeeeh, HAHAHA! but me and him planning to have an outing again, to celebrate *fill in th blanks* eh! i cant wait, another four more day baby. feeling sexaycited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wondering still whuts going to happen, wait till ya see mmkay? surprise, still cant believe th fact that we are having an everlasting love. wee, you kidnapped my heart and didnt return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i is scard and worried, cause my social studies N level paper is in another thirteen more days. ive covered some topic on globalisation, i cant be bothered to study th rest but i have to. it takes patience and effort to do well in it. and yes i failed my social studies by five marks this time round for prelims, gladly only three people in th whole normal academic pass for their combined humanitites, whaaaathaeff. shocking news, and i is confident im not th one. im waiting for my history paper, thats it. get over it and put more effort on my studies. knowing as well, i thought my F&amp;amp;N paper was easy yet i fail by one and a half marks. sheeshxzxz, but hopefully my coursework bring my grade up. this time round, im expecting myself to pass more subjects than my previous prelim cause i know i did improve on some subjects. i didnt know i could even pass my EBS without studying, HAHAHA! skills being taught, ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THJwLYHy38I/AAAAAAAACo4/M6s-vmfly0E/s1600/IMG_0966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508588634983555010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THJwLYHy38I/AAAAAAAACo4/M6s-vmfly0E/s320/IMG_0966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i should be studying now, but im lazy. seeeee, this is th cause of making my grades go deep down. yeeehaaa, well i try forcing myself to study but it really depends on my mood.(my current mood: lazy and fatigue. level:7) i was sleeping my way through from 3 till 7, and sleeping with this kind of weather is shiok-ness. and if i were to study now, by then i would be dozing real soon. peragai babxzxzxz man, oh yes i had crab and jackfruit for breakfast. yesterday's meal was superduper appetizing, it was cheese spring roll, kuih dadar, roasted chicken, coselaw and baked beans. ahh god, mummy and me really fork out effort in making all that. i was helping out her with th dishes, heh. knowing as well mummy said she's making her kuih raya soon, cornflakes! this year, im gonna make myself useful by making BROWNIES and BREAD BUTTER PUDDING. CHEEEY, have you tried my dishes? well all this skills are applied from my F&amp;amp;N, O.o dont mess wit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;h th F&amp;amp;N student. HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THJyVdRMNtI/AAAAAAAACpY/yK-FZA5eodc/s1600/tumblr_l761kkrMil1qczrsyo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508591007187089106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THJyVdRMNtI/AAAAAAAACpY/yK-FZA5eodc/s320/tumblr_l761kkrMil1qczrsyo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;abby, i miss you freaking bad. O.o look who called, eheheh baby.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;:hello,*cute voice*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;baby! i miss you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;aww, i miss you too baby. i didnt saw you th whole day today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;: you didnt came to school? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: i did, xcept been hiding myself away from you. HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;:evil munster of mine, grr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: abby, i thought yer phone spolit? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;: there is a word called 'spare phone'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: ahh right, i totall forget there is such word. whose phone is that anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;: mine, motorola phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; O.o since when you use motorola, or you downgrade heh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;: yes laah, motorola. ohh shit, my batt running low. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;:*waits till he speak*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;: can i get back to you later on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: yeah sure, why not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;: okaaay, bye. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;iloveyou.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: ehehehe, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;iloveyoutoo baby.&lt;/span&gt; *giggles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;aww, how sweet and cheeky can we be! we think we cooler than th rest, HAHAHAH! i was really waiting for yer call hunney, i miss you baaadly this time round. v baaaad, finally you called, im waiting for you to get yer phone fixed back. oh yes, i got him a birthday list. I wrote down whut im suppose to get for him, and there are at least six things. OH-MY-GOD! it can cost me all that around more than 100 bucks, sheeeshxzxzxz. but its okay, boyfriend matter willing to do anything and hari raya coming whut SO means/equilavent to moneeeeey. $money face$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;what shall i get for our 11th monthsary or even our anniversary? im stuck and broke for now. HELP ME! financial guidance needed, hehehehe. no ooo, not a chance, i will try to persuade daddy for allowance. yeeha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*something seems to be missing and short post today;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;xoxo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-3233370026483995934?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3233370026483995934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=3233370026483995934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/3233370026483995934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/3233370026483995934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/08/four-more-days.html' title='four more days'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/THJxefS4laI/AAAAAAAACpA/Xsl7HPXxj5Q/s72-c/IMG_0653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-5577299088225201875</id><published>2010-08-20T19:52:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T09:54:14.719+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im worried for you.'/><title type='text'>lovely day with boyfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TG5vusUnjYI/AAAAAAAACoA/mUQFcLvYYSc/s1600/45458_454790148022_751398022_6375169_4994595_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507462242282999170" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TG5vusUnjYI/AAAAAAAACoA/mUQFcLvYYSc/s320/45458_454790148022_751398022_6375169_4994595_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TG5w3hY6BmI/AAAAAAAACoI/Oyrfhh5jIl8/s1600/IMG_0835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507463493478647394" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TG5w3hY6BmI/AAAAAAAACoI/Oyrfhh5jIl8/s320/IMG_0835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TG5uqcmMq_I/AAAAAAAACno/u-NNnoFYnz4/s1600/IMG_0871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507461069830663154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TG5uqcmMq_I/AAAAAAAACno/u-NNnoFYnz4/s320/IMG_0871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TG5vuPZFUQI/AAAAAAAACn4/BYa6Y0HrNOU/s1600/IMG_0836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507462234517098754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TG5vuPZFUQI/AAAAAAAACn4/BYa6Y0HrNOU/s320/IMG_0836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TG5vtpN6e7I/AAAAAAAACnw/JgM06ae_cvA/s1600/IMG_0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507462224269704114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TG5vtpN6e7I/AAAAAAAACnw/JgM06ae_cvA/s320/IMG_0809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;delayed pictures during kak yana and abang iman's birthday. so initially we planned to have our celebration at sakura but instead we had it an Hans river down at east point. very far, by th time we reached there, just exact time to break our fast. i was happily licking on my ice-cream, been decades since i last ate an ice-cream with rainbow toppings, yummy. god, dont make me fall into th craving sector anymore, ehehehe. once craving starts, it wont end i assure you. then ended our day by visiting my aunt's crib nearby, chitchat with cousin. oh yes, i prolly will be having a cousin iftar soon, i think next weekends. yay, eateateat! later become FAT! HAHAHA, never. i know my limits baybeh, eat and excersise at th same time as well. must to do list. possibility; FAT CHANCE boobies. HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TG5up5MqNII/AAAAAAAACng/sbCZIR1OdKc/s1600/IMG_0935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507461060328305794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TG5up5MqNII/AAAAAAAACng/sbCZIR1OdKc/s320/IMG_0935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so today basically i spend one quarter day with my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lovely boyfriend,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went to catch STEPUP3. i rate it 8/10 cause th movie was hilarious, superduperawesome moves,adorable cast and great taste of music. well actually somebody didnt want to watch, cause he said nerds dont watch those type of movies, and i was sulking my way through yesterday which almost caught both of us into a fight, in th end he wrote at his post 'finish watching stepup3 with her, best but without 3D funnier.' this whut happens when you dont believe whutever yer girlfriend says, curse you back. HAHAHA! influence him to watch this type of shows, if not i will be bored to death. i've been wanting to watch this movie eversince it was premiering, finally i grant my wish. and boy, oops. my bet, censored part abit, accidents happen bitch. HAHAHA! tidak segaje, aiyo batal puase. baby had to be back before seven so made our way home after that, and bid goodbye with____________ and went seperate ways. tsktsk, aigogogo. whut is this ahh, no ooo comments eh elyzaaaaa. *claps hand*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i must say i did pretty well rather than my prelims one, yessah. so proud of myself, i am improving in some other way. i mean i didnt know i could actually almost pass my maths and chemistry. im really hoping on my history next, hopefully i pass but looking at my teacher's reaction towards th class just now, was horrifying for me already. and im really proud cause whut i studied r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;eally paid off, well without hardwork, all this wont happen right? CHEEEEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but i guess, i wasnt giving e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nough effort towards other subjects like for instance PHYSICS. god, i really hate p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hysics for godness sake, feeling v contemplated on studying it. but i got no choice, unless i do well in my chemistry and then it will bring up my physics marks. im worried at th same time feeling v anxious to get my results back, im sure i did pretty well. way to go! oh yes, im getting th hang of solving maths problems, and having remedials with my all time favourite maths teacher, yaaaaay! i shall put more time on maths, one of my weaker subjects.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;time to buck up people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; n level in another &lt;strong&gt;twoo weeks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay i cant wait for everything to end, anw my cat is MISSING. im feeling v lonely without her sleeping next to me, every night. where did you go spinky, were you being catnapped? hopefully you find yer own way back and hit karma towards th guy who kidnapped you. two days serching high and low for you, aint easy. i miss you spinky, come back home please. i promise you that if you return home, i will show pamper-ness towards you. i know that nowadays i havent been showing my pamper-ness towards you, and im sorry.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TG53b6owmSI/AAAAAAAACoQ/w2lmkJUATiY/s1600/tumblr_l6j2ep5QTk1qapc96o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507470715801082146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TG53b6owmSI/AAAAAAAACoQ/w2lmkJUATiY/s320/tumblr_l6j2ep5QTk1qapc96o1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;BYE I WANT TO ENJOY MY CHOCOLATE CHIP VENTI FROM STARBUCKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;im pretty, dont be jealous beetch, HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i love my boyfriend, i love myself. do you?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507484933618705218" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TG6EXgIoo0I/AAAAAAAACoY/DCpncv99xUs/s200/IMG_0970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TG6EYN_53lI/AAAAAAAACog/zNdGqZHi1ic/s1600/IMG_0949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507484945930116690" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TG6EYN_53lI/AAAAAAAACog/zNdGqZHi1ic/s200/IMG_0949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-5577299088225201875?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5577299088225201875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=5577299088225201875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/5577299088225201875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/5577299088225201875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/08/lovely-day-with-boyfriend.html' title='lovely day with boyfriend'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TG5vusUnjYI/AAAAAAAACoA/mUQFcLvYYSc/s72-c/45458_454790148022_751398022_6375169_4994595_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-3605215457430216075</id><published>2010-08-17T09:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T11:04:45.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get rid of those people can'/><title type='text'>perky tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGnuDxGyNVI/AAAAAAAACmY/77uTuTkz6N4/s1600/IMG_0508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506193767925953874" style="WIDTH: 320px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGnv8FYEYEI/AAAAAAAACm4/ZywhqwICJS4/s320/IMG_0618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGnv6pwoUwI/AAAAAAAACmg/tL9lIU0KsZU/s1600/IMG_0598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506195810358416130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGnv6pwoUwI/AAAAAAAACmg/tL9lIU0KsZU/s320/IMG_0598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGnv7XOdYdI/AAAAAAAACmo/qIvxdCWcxdk/s1600/IMG_0612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506195822563123666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGnv7XOdYdI/AAAAAAAACmo/qIvxdCWcxdk/s320/IMG_0612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGnx1X4kKiI/AAAAAAAACnQ/E8QtleH1X1I/s1600/IMG_0666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506197918683769378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGnx1X4kKiI/AAAAAAAACnQ/E8QtleH1X1I/s320/IMG_0666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGnx1tZGR1I/AAAAAAAACnY/5RLlL0NlAt8/s1600/IMG_0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506197924457367378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGnx1tZGR1I/AAAAAAAACnY/5RLlL0NlAt8/s320/IMG_0750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGnx0263t2I/AAAAAAAACnI/HlD3EAGkKxA/s1600/IMG_0716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506197909835069282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGnx0263t2I/AAAAAAAACnI/HlD3EAGkKxA/s320/IMG_0716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGnx0TIIryI/AAAAAAAACnA/9uaqSt4UwhE/s1600/IMG_0762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506197900227030818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGnx0TIIryI/AAAAAAAACnA/9uaqSt4UwhE/s320/IMG_0762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGnuCSnbK3I/AAAAAAAACmA/VTWLxN_wU-M/s1600/IMG_0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506193742561487730" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGnuCSnbK3I/AAAAAAAACmA/VTWLxN_wU-M/s320/IMG_0412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGnv7sS97aI/AAAAAAAACmw/A4ORKVV9y6c/s1600/IMG_0641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506195828219178402" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGnv7sS97aI/AAAAAAAACmw/A4ORKVV9y6c/s320/IMG_0641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so let th pictures explain, im lazy. HAHAHA!*draggy post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;saturday was spend with my lovely cousin and brother's girlfriend, off to *scape for flea market and co-incidently we saw th CLICK FIVE. they were having some autograph session, FUHH KYLE PATRICK DAMN HOT AND ADORABLE I TELL YOU. im serious, *melts* was snapping pictures of him, gaaaawd. why christiano ronaldo, fernando torres, chace crawford, logan lerman and czec febregas never come singapore. if they come, i think i commit suicide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i spend alot of things, TWO TOPS, PENCIL SHORTS and a blouse for $15. cheap cheap good good, and further more my blouse is from H&amp;amp;M, one of my tops from MANGO! initially i wanted to buy a ring and ray bans shades for myself, but then i was soo fickle minded and was saving up my money. soo, i didnt bought. anw, theres another flea market going on but its xactly before 'n' level. i dont care, im still going. craaaazy for FLEA MARKET, there was even cotton on clothes, and it was sellng at $5. i was like WHAAATHAAAEFF, i buy at cotton on so xpensive. so thats why i rather shop at flea market, typical kiasu singaporean. derr, imma singaporean whuut. we had our pastamania for our break-fasting. co-incidently also we catch th fireworks, cause that day there was some YOG event. it xplains everything, oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah hey~ okay enough with flea and YOG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;on sunday night, fetch my brother up at changi airport. he was from THAILAND, so it was like a shopping treat again for him and also he went for some objective. he had his team club soccer(he is in HOMEUNITED) friendly match with thailand, soo fortunate manxzxz. he bought for me this top, woaaah. suddenly i feel like i filled my wardrobe with alot of clothes. i tell you, he came back filled with a bag of ray bans but none for me. sad or whuut;( nevermind. oh yes, mummy said if i do well for 'n' level, we can go wherever we want. she initially wanted to bring us to TAJMAHAL? then i said for whut, go NEW YORK laaah! eheheheh, hopefully. but then again, my october schedule is totally packed with dental appointment for my braces, photography lesson, baby's birthday and also dancing lessons for my brother's wedding end of th year. ahh, study for my n's first then think about this later. CHEEEEEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so kak miera slept over my place, slept around one am in th morning. th following day, which i had my maths paper two and history prelims. i must say that i did quite badly for my maths paper two, but on th other hand i did greatly for my history. i didnt really memorised whut i was suppose to, so then i was doing and tried to remembered th lessons on HITLER. damnyou. well it went smoothly and i even utelise my time. i didnt manage to sleep throughout my paper which was a good thing. must do liddat frequently, ahh my maths i was jam for a moment. suddenly i cant think, i dont why maybe i was just worried that i failed my maths. i cant even remember how to do standard deviation, and i was 'ah go try and do my best' had F&amp;amp;N remedial, worth th time going. well at least i manage to higlight th key factors, tomorrow F&amp;amp;N paper. goodluck. im really hoping my combined huminities and taking that as my best subject cause i know i can do instead of my other subjects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;MATHS(ALGEBRA); I seriously dowan to know about yer x. cant you just move on? HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yesterday night, break-fast with brother and kak miera. had BBQ CHICKEN, and look who we saw, rahimi and azfar and their family. i was like 'eh happy birthday boy' co-incidently we sat beside their table, annoying sehh. chamwhored, burp, bloated, had chewy junior and sushi. then bus homed, whuut a weekend for me. today i is not schooling cause of th 'o' maths. woah, after sahur i slept and in my dreamland like nobody's business. kental for those who have school, HAHAHA. go school and study mmkay, eksyen sehh elyza! and today my family having some celebration for my brother's fiance, we're going to sakura buffet at downtown east. another fun filled laughter and fatty me day. eat only, i think i getting fatter siaaaxzxz. damnit. weight can get lost please, you damn annoying sehh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh and friday, prolly going to break-fast with th 'double-date couple' HAHAHA, not confirm where th location will be, hopefully marina square? i dont why, later i ask azwhaat! aww, i miss boyfriend. i didnt see him in 37437402 days, okay fake eh please. hopefully this friday's plan work, and we can laugh and look into each other eyes for a moment. aww, so sweet(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;whut to wear tonight huh, im screwed up with my wardrobe. too much clothes in it, and now i dont even know whut am i suppose to wear. prolly wear my new blouse and pants or skirt. i havent miss any of fasting day yet, now im really am proud of myself. i love me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i is nur elyza, not kental like you. so please dont terase mmkay? saya cadangkan awak jangan bace blog saya sudah, awak rilek dekat rumah atau delete saya daripada awak punye mind okaay? orang sepert awak harus dibuat bodoh.orang seperti saya tidak suke orang seperti awak yang tidak tahu bagaimana hendak berterima kasih atas pertolongan orang. get things*clear boleh? HAHAHA. sungguh irratating lah orang mcm begini. why do they even exist in this werld, seriously. get rid of them lah can, please? -elyza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-3605215457430216075?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3605215457430216075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=3605215457430216075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/3605215457430216075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/3605215457430216075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/08/perky-tuesday.html' title='perky tuesday'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGnuDxGyNVI/AAAAAAAACmY/77uTuTkz6N4/s72-c/IMG_0508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-8094538732604135361</id><published>2010-08-14T08:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T09:59:00.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time hurry can?'/><title type='text'>unglamorous shots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGXj6JUpRAI/AAAAAAAAClg/rAG_Lsvx0sk/s1600/IMG_0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505056707604726786" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGXj6JUpRAI/AAAAAAAAClg/rAG_Lsvx0sk/s320/IMG_0284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGXm7ztV0vI/AAAAAAAACl4/vSCmUzfQuIw/s1600/IMG_0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505060034697351922" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGXm7ztV0vI/AAAAAAAACl4/vSCmUzfQuIw/s320/IMG_0209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGXh9jEEXFI/AAAAAAAAClY/ejyYdQqgTuU/s1600/IMG_0292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505054567030873170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGXh9jEEXFI/AAAAAAAAClY/ejyYdQqgTuU/s320/IMG_0292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGXh9EuzXCI/AAAAAAAAClQ/CCsyGBUR0Iw/s1600/IMG_0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505054558888614946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGXh9EuzXCI/AAAAAAAAClQ/CCsyGBUR0Iw/s320/IMG_0385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGXj6nu1rCI/AAAAAAAAClo/RcNWj6iYrdI/s1600/IMG_0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505056715767655458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGXj6nu1rCI/AAAAAAAAClo/RcNWj6iYrdI/s320/IMG_0237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGXm7IpwYMI/AAAAAAAAClw/jJYEclN44Og/s1600/IMG_0282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505060023139590338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGXm7IpwYMI/AAAAAAAAClw/jJYEclN44Og/s320/IMG_0282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAHAHA, &lt;strong&gt;scandalous and unglamorous&lt;/strong&gt; pictures indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;splendid friday with my gorgeous homies girlfriend, did i mention how i love them? okaaay if not, i am noww. so i have uploaded all th pictures at facebook, its up to 150 pictures. so i guess its like a testing out camera day, first time handling a DSLR camera maybe difficult. and so, it is convincing for me to see people using it. ehehehe, oh yes. short post will do right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;friday evening was spend with aika, fazurah, zawani and dian. dian supposingly was suppose to study but she ended up playing with my DSLR, figure and helping me out how to use. first time neeh, so yes i did had fun. aika, dont take things to hard. follow th flow, go confront her on monday. seriously why nowadays people like to lie and backstab eventhough its yer own bestfriend, why? well it really shot in my head when it comes to friendship. this type of people should be ignored, hypocrite MOFO. HAHAHA! oops, shall not elaborate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and yes saturday i am going to spend with my cousin and brother's gf to scape today. heard click five performing there and some flea market going on. woohoo~ here i come scape. actually im broke for th mean time, saving up for someone's birthday but come to think about it, later on im receiving money from parents so why bother saving. nevermind, i shall just save for some emergency purpose or somewhut. current mood:fatigue. xtremely fatigue. level:10, thats whut i told baby and he said he was concern over me and let me rest yesterday. how understanding and caring can my boyfriend be please, hah! i slept like TEN, so early. well at th same time, i felt guilty for not entertaining baby, but i hope he understands and doesnt mind. ah his prepaid low further more, damn it. sheeshxzxz, hurry go top up mmkay love, so it would be much more easier for me to contact you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well oh well, forth day of fasting. i feel congested in deed, i hate it. and i didnt had a proper meal this morning, basically th word for it is:lazy. lazy to eat, yes. i know how weird and daft can i be? i wasnt in a mood to eat either, feeling so sleepy still. i guess right after blogging im going to continue my beauty sleep afterwards. ah yes, monday prelims is maths paper two and history. i better start making my notes. i manage to clear some of th notes and memorise. hopefully, whut i study will pay off though, *cross fingers*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;more umpteen pictures going to upload, GAAAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i miss my boyf,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i miss making out. ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i just wait for all this to end and get over it. prelims, fasting month, hari raya and 'n' level. i just want to enjoy my life after all this hardwork. hopefully it will pay off, *prays* im feeling sleepy now, i shall continue my sleep. goodnight dearest, ehehehe^^&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;pathetic ah kamu nie, when people dont know anything they tend to look for th people whom they hated last time. HAHAHAHA, even some people agree with me. oh dont have me, look for other people. aigogogo kesian sehh, *sarcastic* can be bothered laah please, people like this should be ignored. yer life, you decide mmkay? not interested to know anything about you. feel th pinch or not? feel it mmkay? ouch that hurts. HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*sorry if those who terase, dont be. cause this post isnt mend for you okay? and stop reading my blog if you terase. you wouldnt want to be insulted right, then go away lah please. im blogging cause im expressing whut i feel and i aint no perfect so do you. so eff you see kay you! PFFT~ grow up can? GRR, annoying sehh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-8094538732604135361?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8094538732604135361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=8094538732604135361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/8094538732604135361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/8094538732604135361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/08/unglamorous-shots.html' title='unglamorous shots'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGXj6JUpRAI/AAAAAAAAClg/rAG_Lsvx0sk/s72-c/IMG_0284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-8373231532099313284</id><published>2010-08-10T11:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T12:29:01.188+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best double date ever.'/><title type='text'>british dude</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGDLITd_x-I/AAAAAAAACko/rsdhDrzOIGo/s1600/Photo0456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503622088172226530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGDLITd_x-I/AAAAAAAACko/rsdhDrzOIGo/s320/Photo0456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGDLIMeMFHI/AAAAAAAACkg/0M4zWZHSrWw/s1600/Photo0455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503622086293984370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGDLIMeMFHI/AAAAAAAACkg/0M4zWZHSrWw/s320/Photo0455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGDLcK0VLiI/AAAAAAAACkw/2dd2R9v7nQ4/s1600/Photo0457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503622429447368226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGDLcK0VLiI/AAAAAAAACkw/2dd2R9v7nQ4/s320/Photo0457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAHAHAHA, MY NEW DSLR! finaaaaally, thank god. and also my daddy, wee i love my parents. well eventually mummy didnt agree on th terms of having a DSLR but then again we propaganda her some how. TADAAA! and i am also having some photography lessons. all being paid my lovely daddy. th books which i spend at least 20 bucks on was paid by my daddy, co-incidently there was some borders sale, IT sale and Metro sale going on at expo yesterday. with that limited time, i manage to get th items that i wish for. yay, how i love my life. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGDLcbDATsI/AAAAAAAACk4/046L-fmct-Q/s1600/paris.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503622433803882178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGDLcbDATsI/AAAAAAAACk4/046L-fmct-Q/s320/paris.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGDL5VzjeoI/AAAAAAAAClA/-1qOTtxEKFA/s1600/tumblr_l6svanA6oG1qzgo4uo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503622930613107330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGDL5VzjeoI/AAAAAAAAClA/-1qOTtxEKFA/s320/tumblr_l6svanA6oG1qzgo4uo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hopefully end of th year, parents will bring me to PARIS next. HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So yesterday was full of laughter and love and annoying at times, went to catch fireworks at marina square with Shazwani, Azwad and my babylove. our plan was to watch at esplanade but there was some closed road and there were many people so maybe thats th reason why some place we werent allowed to enter. damn crowded filled with mats and minahs, thats th phrase! HAHAHA, i was being v annoying and irratating. baby was godamn irratated, my bet. but i really wished that there was a time machine that could rewind and stop th sweet moments.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yes i really wish there was! shall have more outing like this again. only th four of us, sooooo FUN! i really appericiate for th things you did baby, iloveyou! sweetest couple eh stugums, HAHAHA! CHEEEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGDL5nIVgnI/AAAAAAAAClI/09GN7kKv-mA/s1600/tumblr_l6potm5ezC1qboxego1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503622935263674994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGDL5nIVgnI/AAAAAAAAClI/09GN7kKv-mA/s320/tumblr_l6potm5ezC1qboxego1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i like it; &lt;/strong&gt;when you hold my hand tight when we are standing or making our way through th crowded place. asking me to walk infront of you cause yer worried i might get lost. looking at th scenery from th top of th building and hugging me tightly. kissing my cheeks and saying 'iloveyou', hugging me from th back and leaning on my shoulder. taking pictures of our silly faces and how you keep on saying with yer british accent. how you keep on asking me to shaaattup for ten minutes which doesnt success. we played scissor, paper and stone wonder who won and i eventually won and yer suppose to get for me a lauren conrad book! eating with me with th same plate. tapping my back when i need to burp but instead you hit my back. being moody for no particular reason. i am th one who treat you, us sharing our double chocolate chip venti from starbucks.being a messy boy while drinking and i have to wipe it. being a photographer with my camera for a day, fail to snap pictures of epic moments. while watching th fireworks, when you kiss me on th cheeks and laying yer hands on my hips. sharing yer stories with me while waiting for th fireworks. having to treat you cotton candy and feeding me. when im tired in th train, laying down on yer shoulder while yer playing with my iphone. breathing slowly and sleeping soundly at yer neck, sorry if i did cause yer neck to ache. kissing me goodbye, ah &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt; british boy. i really do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but th whole day i was entertaining this british boy which full of lame jokes. azwad and shazwani was in their own werld, HAHAHA! if you know whut i mean, but i really had fun with you people. co-incidently, i saw many familiar faces, from yourlanda and some guys, atiqa, yassen and some other.then afterthat, we met up with haikal, fudhail, rahimi, azfar and some other guys. dont bother to mention their names, hang around for a while, watch them skate. then bid goodbye to them, train homed. like finally i get to sit, my vans shoes are killing me seriously. blisters here and there, ouch. and today i might be going to funan mall. replace my DLSR battery with sis miera, not sure yet. tomorrow marks th beginning of th fasting month. hopefully i can fast through out th whole month, and ive yet to pay back my fasting month last year, oops. my bet, next time caaaan? GRR, and yes i have my baju raya done. not baad, okaaay okaaay maybe. its all purple, acceptable. shall not elaborate, okay bye homies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ah yes, pictures with my stugums. he said he wants to upload it first. well, lets just wait then. but truthfully my face and hair wasnt being co-operative yesterday. godamnirratating. damn you hair, i want to highlight my hair. FASTER, get this done can? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 45th BELATED BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE,&lt;/span&gt; im proud to be a singaporean, do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-8373231532099313284?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8373231532099313284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=8373231532099313284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/8373231532099313284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/8373231532099313284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/08/british-dude.html' title='british dude'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TGDLITd_x-I/AAAAAAAACko/rsdhDrzOIGo/s72-c/Photo0456.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-6958008321144510600</id><published>2010-08-06T15:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T17:03:07.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='untuk dia~hey'/><title type='text'>round and round make me dizzy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PICTURES DESCRIBE MILLIONS OF WORDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFvDnRGDvWI/AAAAAAAACkA/rjZHw6Q-B9M/s1600/DSC05349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502206449134320994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFvDnRGDvWI/AAAAAAAACkA/rjZHw6Q-B9M/s320/DSC05349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFvDm0ud27I/AAAAAAAACj4/KfrBcsEuyhQ/s1600/DSC05295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502206441519176626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFvDm0ud27I/AAAAAAAACj4/KfrBcsEuyhQ/s320/DSC05295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Syitah and ira's crib, cousin slumberparty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFu_Y0aNm2I/AAAAAAAACjI/yuCzGeMH6mY/s1600/DSC05129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502201802869545826" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFu_Y0aNm2I/AAAAAAAACjI/yuCzGeMH6mY/s320/DSC05129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFu_YUihjQI/AAAAAAAACjA/4Y7EPREgXUs/s1600/DSC05132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502201794314472706" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFu_YUihjQI/AAAAAAAACjA/4Y7EPREgXUs/s320/DSC05132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFu_YOyhstI/AAAAAAAACi4/9WZUWwEfX3E/s1600/DSC05109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502201792770978514" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFu_YOyhstI/AAAAAAAACi4/9WZUWwEfX3E/s320/DSC05109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFvByAIOvVI/AAAAAAAACjQ/DjfhNYrnHBw/s1600/DSC05138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502204434535333202" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFvByAIOvVI/AAAAAAAACjQ/DjfhNYrnHBw/s320/DSC05138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CHAMWHORE SESSION(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFvDmRuqtFI/AAAAAAAACjw/C1BKALj8Plk/s1600/DSC05271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502206432124777554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFvDmRuqtFI/AAAAAAAACjw/C1BKALj8Plk/s320/DSC05271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFvBzfi0nYI/AAAAAAAACjo/742-E_iOL80/s1600/DSC05180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502204460148235650" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFvBzfi0nYI/AAAAAAAACjo/742-E_iOL80/s320/DSC05180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'study date and catch up with deeeyan pekat girlfriend'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFvBzGHK9DI/AAAAAAAACjg/SmzNbx9Lddw/s1600/DSC05252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502204453321372722" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFvBzGHK9DI/AAAAAAAACjg/SmzNbx9Lddw/s320/DSC05252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFvBynh5xeI/AAAAAAAACjY/xSc42SO9wAw/s1600/DSC05278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502204445111993826" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFvBynh5xeI/AAAAAAAACjY/xSc42SO9wAw/s320/DSC05278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;RACIAL HARMONY AND NATIONAL DAY with F.A.F!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFvFRhduZRI/AAAAAAAACkQ/AJ7CTRRRRmE/s1600/DSC05346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502208274594686226" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFvFRhduZRI/AAAAAAAACkQ/AJ7CTRRRRmE/s320/DSC05346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFvGv030DyI/AAAAAAAACkY/4-0U2hZqj68/s1600/DSC05358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502209894712086306" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFvGv030DyI/AAAAAAAACkY/4-0U2hZqj68/s320/DSC05358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yay, i swear my blog v xtremely dusty. its been like one week i didnt update. my bet, soooo yeah pretty much as you can see th pictures all describe before mentioning. i look so hot!^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;enough said, ive not been updating basically th reason is im buzaaay studying for prelims. im glad that half of my paper is complete, and i think that i did pretty well for chemistry. (y) at least whut i studied paid off though, good. and dont ever mention about maths, i think i did quite badly. but at least i manage to finish up all th question. im just worried my grades will remain th same like last term. hopefully it wont laaah mmkay, must improve at least so that i will prove my parents that i could do it, and so they will get whut i want. DSLR! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im fatigue and tired of walking with my killer heels. bummer! and as well my voice abit hoarse, due to th screaming and shouting to th songs just now. and im also contented with my class cause WE WON FOR TH V FIRST TIME FOR MOST PUPILS WEARING ETHNIC COSTUME. so proud of my classmates, love you homies. HAHAHA! i swear i scream for my class and i was th ONLY ONE who jump for joy, and i was 'eh, whaaathaeff!' HAHAHA, laugh like mad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so today draggy post, went to cousin house last week. i mention riggght, then yesterday i met up with deeeyan pekat girlfriend. manxzxz, its been ages since i last saw her. okaay fake! well turn up and she returned my camera. did for her some maths solution, CHEEEY! eventhough its xpress stream,do anyhow. '10-5=5. so therefore 12-5=7. ah 7 th answer ah' 'eh you anyhow jer' HAHAHAHA, kekek laaah please. then th racist joke, waaaah. HANGUS! pantatxzxz man our peragai, was laughing my way home. and as usual we had our pretzel and yoghurt and update on each other lives. weee, how i love my girlfriend. only she understands how i feel. unlike some people laaaah, damn hyper yaknow elyzaaa nowadays. prelims fever i guess, HAHAHA! well she have gone through whut i gone through, so PRETTY MUCH she understands how i feel like when people do that to you eventhough you know that *fill in th blank* then met up with stugums, dont ask me why i call him that. i find it sooo cute, adorable. did i mention also that i saw amirah as well, gosh suddenly everybody w/o knowing appear. update each other on our lives then bid goodbye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;back on track, todaaay racial harmony day. i shall speak in tamil. VANAKAM! i was v anxious and ecstatic upon today, idk why. so went to school with hunney F, mummy send to school. she isnt working this week, and im thinking of bringing her to town today! anw, everybody was well dressed today, im gonna miss this event. grr, hopefully i dont. soo i feel so awesome. AZWAD, you owe me a meal today. havent contact me yet, *waiting* and stugums also owe me LAUREN CONRAD book but havent yet. annoying sehh, grr!~ shall be patient then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;alright, i didnt take any pictures with stugum today. how sad is that, boohoo-,- now im buzaaay uploading pictures at facebook. okaaay, i shall not elaborate on other things like unneccessary things in deed because i know its not worth it blogging about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;saya tidak kental seperti awak, bye kental. HAHAHAHA, watch out yer karma is leaking babe. enough is enough already mmkay, bye. will blog soon;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-6958008321144510600?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6958008321144510600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=6958008321144510600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/6958008321144510600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/6958008321144510600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/08/round-and-round-make-me-dizzy.html' title='round and round make me dizzy'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFvDnRGDvWI/AAAAAAAACkA/rjZHw6Q-B9M/s72-c/DSC05349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-2235915715452464597</id><published>2010-07-30T17:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T18:13:35.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it sucks when you dont have him'/><title type='text'>hate on me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFKbAYbr8GI/AAAAAAAACiw/pDH3B_yJYQk/s1600/38337_1477970542214_1022252191_1380487_3956980_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499628525833678946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFKbAYbr8GI/AAAAAAAACiw/pDH3B_yJYQk/s320/38337_1477970542214_1022252191_1380487_3956980_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFKZAE3H0jI/AAAAAAAACiI/sbHjiBRo-q8/s1600/Photo0420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499626321556787762" style="WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFKZAE3H0jI/AAAAAAAACiI/sbHjiBRo-q8/s320/Photo0420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFKY_yMPJsI/AAAAAAAACiA/dIou0S6VlQY/s1600/Photo0419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499626316545074882" style="WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFKY_yMPJsI/AAAAAAAACiA/dIou0S6VlQY/s320/Photo0419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFKZ0xXWeMI/AAAAAAAACiQ/B3h7BrNc2GU/s1600/Photo0426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499627226856323266" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFKZ0xXWeMI/AAAAAAAACiQ/B3h7BrNc2GU/s320/Photo0426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFKaku07MvI/AAAAAAAACiY/KuEtH9N6bkM/s1600/Photo0430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499628050808779506" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFKaku07MvI/AAAAAAAACiY/KuEtH9N6bkM/s320/Photo0430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFKak9ZOa4I/AAAAAAAACig/14OanrUeRj8/s1600/35199_1477968822171_1022252191_1380478_7625779_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499628054719130498" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFKak9ZOa4I/AAAAAAAACig/14OanrUeRj8/s320/35199_1477968822171_1022252191_1380478_7625779_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFKa_4CcSoI/AAAAAAAACio/gwpog5K9LaQ/s1600/37534_1477973822296_1022252191_1380495_1347759_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499628517137861250" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFKa_4CcSoI/AAAAAAAACio/gwpog5K9LaQ/s320/37534_1477973822296_1022252191_1380495_1347759_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;F.A.Z and hunney F whom doesnt fail to make me laugh each time with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i am not really active on blogger anymore, i am buzay preparing for my prelims. yes too incredible tooo be true i assume. but i should say that sometimes, i rather feel contemplated when it comes to studying. no, im serious whereby you think of something whether to do or not to do. but actually you have to because prelims are like just next week. *grasped* i nervous and anxious because my N LEVEL malay oral is also next week. *grasped even more* ive been studying my way through like almost everyday. i cannot stop slack anymore, theres no time for me to make xcuses and stop procastinating on th things that should be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i shall stop whinging on my exams, stay focus that it. so nowadays i feel contented, dont ask me why but at th same time im furrowed and maybe th grimmest person in th whole wide werld due to some particular reasons. so im feeling shagged, wondering whut th hell i was doing yesterday night huh? what else study xcept yesterday was extraordinary, prettymuch. more like a study date at cousin's house with Liyana, Syitah and Ira but it seems like it was more on eating and watching AVATAR. i swear its a good movie to catch eventhough it premiere like a month or so back. eating wise, well i shall not elaborate more cause to face it i think im getting chubbier. Before we arrived, i had waffles at causeway point. Knowing then, Syitah ordered pizza hut and after 2 slices of pizza i was fulled. when syitah's parents went home, they bought for us Nasi Ayam which we were being forced to eat. by then i was godamn bloated, can even ee my stomach blunging out. eew, fake! while eating watched AVATAR until it ended, then went to their room to get my work done. well at least i studied abit, on chemistry and F&amp;amp;N. finally i studied on F&amp;amp;N.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then we had our story-telling session, IRA forgodness sake. she will be like 'CHEEEEYYYYY' every single sentence and i got ADDICTED as well. we were bored, watched TH HILLS season FIVE. played pixie lott songs, camwhored in th room(wardrobe) th room which has a own room for wardrobe filled with clothes, fashion statement. laughing our ass out, until i cant bear it. By then it was 10.30, so me and Liyana made our way home by taking th bus. and guess who i saw in th bus. Aleff sista's boyfriend, woaaah! im serious, its him. i reassure that was him by taking a look at th picture again, and i think its him. well im certain its him. HAHAHA! how daft can i be seriously, dumbo bimbo girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;while making my way home, it was the 11;00pm. reach home and saw mum sprawling on th sofa watching GLEE. i swear she loves watching GLEE after i influence her, i had my night shower. and whut a day to end off, basically today i didnt do anything much. school=pathetic but there was MATHS test on probability. was struggling my way through to solve th problems, and there was CHEMISTRY. so went through papers and i ask my teacher question. well i wasnt unsure about this particular question, and tadaaaa i finally got it. ehehehe, i love chemistry more than i love physics. physics svcks because you have to memorise th formula. eew!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im gonna have eyebags real soooon, i have not been sleeping well these days and not sleeping on th regular time. then at times, whenever i have my short nap, once i wake up i tend to be grumbly. whut wrong heh! so maybe thats why i have this momentary lapse in th morning when i tend to be moody for a short period, sorry if i did throw my tantrum at anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;LISAN SAYA PADA HARI ISNIN! SAYA BERASA TAKUT DAN RISAU KERANA SAYA AKAN RAGU-RAGU, GAGAP DAN TIDAK YAKIN. cheydehbah!-im scard. guess whut im th last two person to have my oral, fcuk this shit. terrified, feelings describe thousand words. A'AAAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;now i want to have my nap, so please dont roused me you idiot. and i think im more social-able because i talked and smiled to her yesterday. anw, sorry if i judge you. well we're good terms now i hope, lets talk more girl. just making boyfriend life happier. i miss him. ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it sucks when you cant meet yer boyfriend, when exams are around th corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-2235915715452464597?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2235915715452464597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=2235915715452464597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/2235915715452464597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/2235915715452464597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/07/hate-on-me.html' title='hate on me'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TFKbAYbr8GI/AAAAAAAACiw/pDH3B_yJYQk/s72-c/38337_1477970542214_1022252191_1380487_3956980_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-6210632077723179585</id><published>2010-07-24T07:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T08:41:04.042+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geek couple'/><title type='text'>Go go go ELBRUS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEopkMseJvI/AAAAAAAAChY/U8kEBAiZHkc/s1600/38628_139730739384025_100000413005307_293968_4366805_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497251997018892018" style="WIDTH: 320px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEopiNEuQFI/AAAAAAAAChA/Ojwjrn9OgXI/s320/35126_1486910567885_1087548991_1423943_1748392_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEop6mfOFBI/AAAAAAAAChg/iMeC1C7RXgU/s1600/35126_1486910647887_1087548991_1423945_2914960_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497252381899756562" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEop6mfOFBI/AAAAAAAAChg/iMeC1C7RXgU/s320/35126_1486910647887_1087548991_1423945_2914960_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEop7RKD2QI/AAAAAAAAChw/EbEGWlHpJZM/s1600/37859_1486946968795_1087548991_1424110_6143674_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497252393353730306" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEop7RKD2QI/AAAAAAAAChw/EbEGWlHpJZM/s320/37859_1486946968795_1087548991_1424110_6143674_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEop74-nvNI/AAAAAAAACh4/knGZYNI_YBY/s1600/39127_1486921288153_1087548991_1424008_1653373_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497252404043168978" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEop74-nvNI/AAAAAAAACh4/knGZYNI_YBY/s320/39127_1486921288153_1087548991_1424008_1653373_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEop63g9WzI/AAAAAAAACho/AgUkriSw9dw/s1600/35126_1486910727889_1087548991_1423947_5406482_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497252386470452018" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEop63g9WzI/AAAAAAAACho/AgUkriSw9dw/s320/35126_1486910727889_1087548991_1423947_5406482_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SPORTS DAY! *CLAPS* Go go go go go go go go go go go power ranger!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oops, sorry zawani isnt in any of this pictures but she consists of th five of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh look its 8.20am, so i woke up xtra early todaaaay. whuts got into me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i have never been so enthusiatic and perky and ecstatic throughout my whole entire four years in that school. i swear i wasnt being myself, totally split personality. geeky and perky at th same time. then again, i scream at th top of my lungs but then Elbrus won second eventhough we won only for banner and cheering(tie with Kilimanjaro) competition and pathetic much we were only ten points away from Vinson. member sodeeeeh, dah cheer semagat babats abeh kalah. dah ah balik ah, dah kalah per, HAHAHAHA. inside joke with Elbrus homies. then th whole event was trynna be like some YOG event. they even brought along th YOG mascots in, everyone was like screaming as though some celebrity came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And and and i still cant believe that someone said that to Hunney F, i swear i was blushing. dont kembang please eh elyzaaaa, HAHAHA! only th five girls know about it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but after th whole event ended, i felt sad because maybe its gonna be my last year to have sports day. i wouldnt have th chance to even scream nor shout again. sad-denning mancxz. th five of us went to had KFC, gossiping and story-telling about whut happen. its been so long since we update each other about our lifes. anw, i miss though laughing about our lame jokes. so aika would be like talking about hyri, fazurah either matrep Vinson or Everest, zawani 'bullying' me by taking all my things then fitri MR S.S, R.L or D? wow. alot of dudes heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and did i even mention, i found my long lost twin already. its been so long since i saw her and i cant even remember when is that. i think th last time i saw her was during her chalet. then we xchange numbers, contact name teeween s, love. but shes one year younger than me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh yes, today theres a flea market going on at homeclub. i wanna go but then who can i go with? somebody accompany me please, and provided mummy allows me to go out. and im meeting dian soon, returning back my camera. tomorrow i have kenduri at my place to commemorate my grandad four year loss of his life. i miss him though, okay better dont be emotional again. atok, liza rindu atok. i really hope he is doing well there in heaven. missing and loving you from yer grandchildren. and i hope that my cousins would turn up as well.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dad, could you please get me a DSLR camera as soon as possible? im stuck in th moment. prelims in another one more week, are you up for th beat? cheeeydebah! okay bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-6210632077723179585?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6210632077723179585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=6210632077723179585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/6210632077723179585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/6210632077723179585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/07/go-go-go-elbrus.html' title='Go go go ELBRUS!'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEopkMseJvI/AAAAAAAAChY/U8kEBAiZHkc/s72-c/38628_139730739384025_100000413005307_293968_4366805_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-1905633193751389651</id><published>2010-07-21T19:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T20:05:40.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rolls eyes'/><title type='text'>hot as usual</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEbcLWMe9bI/AAAAAAAACg4/UFAo0fBJIcs/s1600/IMG_0935.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEbcK0-tLlI/AAAAAAAACgw/0LduM5odmX4/s1600/P1229_270610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496322473830723154" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEbcK0-tLlI/AAAAAAAACgw/0LduM5odmX4/s320/P1229_270610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEbcKtAddeI/AAAAAAAACgo/dfi9pcZ_Lo4/s1600/shades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496322471690597858" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEbcKtAddeI/AAAAAAAACgo/dfi9pcZ_Lo4/s320/shades.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CLASSIQUE, how i really change into a grown up womeen. i mean girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just like that picture of me and my brother, you can see its so classique and unique. well whut i was thinking of taking a picture like that noww and see th transformation in us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so back on track, i was happily watching 90210 season one. eventhough i watch it already, i think most of th couple in that show is awesome. they look good together, xcept when it comes to drama. i like silver and anne, they both look gorgeous in a natural way. you know whut, i feel like drinking milk tea, waaahseh elyzaaa. milk tea only, no wonder im hyperactive or should i say sugar rush and you wouldnt want to see th inner side of me. it only apply to certain people. no, im serious. tweetweet^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im sort of improving my vocabulary each day, like for instance idioms which can be apply to our composition. cheydebaaah, okaay. one of them, when th chips are down which means that you are in a difficult or dangerous situation. HAH! and each time i read my book, i make it a point to highlight those words which i not really sure of. i really hope i pass my english this time round. no, im serious again. for me to promote to sec 5, english must pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and forgodness sake, prelims are in another two more weeks but i started revising through whut is needed. xcept for F&amp;amp;N, i just dont feel like studying for F&amp;amp;N, dont ask me why.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then again, school is having sports day this friday which means no lessons. now i really know why school is so important each time, i wouldnt want to miss any of my lessons. why am i so serious today, im just tense and worried. well at least i know where i stand, thats a good thing though. idk why but i suddenly think i better start bucking up, and now i really do like maths. topic was about statistic and probability, heh. i swear im into maths and chemistry right now, geek girl!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i know right, but its okay to love whut you study right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hopefully this friday wont rain, cause let th best team win goooo elbrus! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anw, i dont think its gonna be a proper update for today. sorry, but i'll make sure i will do another proper update v soon. im buzay studying, and sumpah FAIZI damn irratating. th most geekiest slenger bacen playdo boy i ever seen. grr~ aleff help me. yer clone sucks. \m/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i swear singapore weather irratating. hot, rain, flood. it was literally flooding at th traffic light, can go for swim. but eeew, th water is digusting. *pukes* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAHAHA, dont mind me if i get weak in th knees cause you have that effect on me. you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-1905633193751389651?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1905633193751389651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=1905633193751389651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/1905633193751389651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/1905633193751389651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/07/hot-as-usual.html' title='hot as usual'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEbcK0-tLlI/AAAAAAAACgw/0LduM5odmX4/s72-c/P1229_270610.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-2599658032619289814</id><published>2010-07-17T20:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T21:30:54.949+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how sweet can you be'/><title type='text'>just like my tattoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEGmaFSExmI/AAAAAAAACgQ/NVW5zxFu0a4/s1600/tumblr_l5oqllzfVg1qzt3rfo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494855987393513058" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEGmaFSExmI/AAAAAAAACgQ/NVW5zxFu0a4/s320/tumblr_l5oqllzfVg1qzt3rfo1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;th veronicas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEGndYyV6yI/AAAAAAAACgY/KpeGQjtVhFg/s1600/tumblr_l5i515MJpB1qa5m0bo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494857143680363298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEGndYyV6yI/AAAAAAAACgY/KpeGQjtVhFg/s320/tumblr_l5i515MJpB1qa5m0bo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;th olsens?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; swear i love both twins, how i wish to have those tattoo's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sorry i got no pictures of myself, im using my parents laptop. so, a day spend with my lovely classmates which consists of aza, hafiz, yao xin, indra and doesnt include iskandar heh since hes not in our class. well we had this FLAG DAY which i think its ironic for me to wake up at eight am in th morning but then again i think it was worth th time adding on to my C.I.P hours. i mean whut else can we do for flag day except for collecting donations through out th whole singapore, okay fake. then before that, we were planning where to head. so aza's plan was to go to CHONG PANG WET MARKET. yes, so we all agreed and headed there. yes, it was drizzling by then. whatever i just want to get this done, well knowing from this experience it was quite tense abit but fun afterall. i swear its worth th time going, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;first of all, i had to overcome my fears and approch some people who were arrogant. i was smiling all th time. and furthermore we were at th WET MARKET. wow, once in a while going to wet market w/o mummy. abit awkward though, and eew(disgusting) so whenever i see people taking out coins, i approach and i will be like th happiest girl ever heh. then we decided to have our breakfast at mcd, afterwards headed towards causeway point. alot of mats and minah, absolutely normal. woodlands, i mean whut can you xpect right. ignore those people, im doing my job here, i was standing at the traffic light for at least an hour. i swear its damn tired but worth the while. me and aza plan to meet th guys back at interchange, so we made our way there. we were wasting our time, without knowing it was already 12.30 by then. made our way to yishun, okay i swear my tin is heavy. well, im th cuttest girl wearing uniform. so you expect alot of people donating for me instead of th community. heh, just kidding. okaay dah eh elyzaaa.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;enough is enough. accompanied hafiz bought present for his crush, aww. so sweet of you. and iskandar is buying for me something for my birthday, yessah. okaaay now this where i will take note of people's birthday. went to macd and had our so called dessert. i badly want horlick mcflurry but there wasnt anymore. *whines* so i had oreo mcflurry instead then after planning on how hafiz gonna give his present to her, we off to library for a while and homed. yes, whaaat-a-saturdaaaay-daaay. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me love my homies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEGs0775XEI/AAAAAAAACgg/GnZ9RwrjQ_0/s1600/tumblr_l5o9rzRNPB1qarjfjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494863045810805826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEGs0775XEI/AAAAAAAACgg/GnZ9RwrjQ_0/s320/tumblr_l5o9rzRNPB1qarjfjo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;elyzaaa, APA NIE! TAK BAGUS TAU. tsk tsk tsk^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well somebody suppose to meet up with me yesterday and today but then it was cancelled. advantages and disadvantages. anw, i was too tired to even step out of th house. th next thing you know, i was resting at my bed. having my nap, then abby text saying he top up his prepaid. wow, okaaay finally. abby, so cute yaknow. he texted me this, baby... blank blank blank. iloveyou. then i replied, "a'aaah*screams and dance around th house." heh, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;iloveyoutoo boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;, hugs. we are sweet, i know heh. no need to tell, lalala~ and and and its good that im done with my F&amp;amp;N COURSEWORK. bye coursework, i dont have to see you again till next year i think, adious. HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and dad getting me a new camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;! he was planning on whut camera should i have but then i said i wanted DSLR badly. hopefully my birthday present or a early gift for idk whut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bye, me want to do ten years series and malay essay. seriously, malay is getting on my nerves. how could we do essay every week, mad werld. grr, how i really wish to kill people sometimes, i want to turn into a vampire please. suck people's blood when i want to. first of all, i want to suck my boyfriend's blood. i bet its gonna be sweet and juicy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sorry for th draggy post, hope you guys enjoy'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;iloveyou boyfriend, 9 months and still strong. me love you v much sweetheart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-2599658032619289814?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2599658032619289814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=2599658032619289814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/2599658032619289814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/2599658032619289814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-like-my-tattoo.html' title='just like my tattoo'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TEGmaFSExmI/AAAAAAAACgQ/NVW5zxFu0a4/s72-c/tumblr_l5oqllzfVg1qzt3rfo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-6047653151815898051</id><published>2010-07-12T17:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T16:59:04.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youve gushed me away'/><title type='text'>boredom strikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDriP1qPVKI/AAAAAAAACfo/rBZITWRfajo/s1600/Picture0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492951457261900962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDriP1qPVKI/AAAAAAAACfo/rBZITWRfajo/s320/Picture0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDriPVkg0QI/AAAAAAAACfg/Aojc4aN6oik/s1600/Picture0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492951448647946498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDriPVkg0QI/AAAAAAAACfg/Aojc4aN6oik/s320/Picture0028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this is whut i did when im bored and no one to entertain or even text me, gaaaah-,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anw, back from school at four yesterday. yes, v late heh. thanks to th FIFA WERLD CUP. spain, yes spain won.VIVAAAAAAAAAA ESPANA, think im gonna say VIVA LA VIDA heh? well someone woke me up at four am in th morning just to tell they scored. my eyes cant bear to open. after watching them happily cheering and celebrating and seeing hot players, like CESC FEBREGAS i went and have my shower. i had to followed my mum to work as afterwards she's send me to National Dental Centre. it is confirmed, im getting my braces end of october, after my n's, late huh. my mum said she had a choice to either bear with th payments. well th whole thing cost me around $4000++, so yeaaaah. she agree with th terms. she said you make sure give me good results uh, if not im going to dissapointed, okaaay mummy i will.^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDwkxUGELKI/AAAAAAAACgA/oQd53Y6rrL0/s1600/tumblr_l5c3c0atuP1qbm941o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493306075111500962" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDwkxUGELKI/AAAAAAAACgA/oQd53Y6rrL0/s320/tumblr_l5c3c0atuP1qbm941o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A'AHH just look at him, &lt;strong&gt;CESC FEBREGAS&lt;/strong&gt;. he's mine mmkay. and why do spain players have girlfriends, godamnit. and i just found out that he playing for arsenal. loser sehh idk.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492951935533420354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDrirrXDj0I/AAAAAAAACf4/J0CIAUGd-7Y/s320/tumblr_l5b8s2Ukae1qzjggvo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just look both of them, lauren's conrad and lo. looking hot and fresh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDrigE86vyI/AAAAAAAACfw/IAIhZMv0hqc/s1600/tumblr_l3ok5biCzh1qamb1qo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492951736244682530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDrigE86vyI/AAAAAAAACfw/IAIhZMv0hqc/s320/tumblr_l3ok5biCzh1qamb1qo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;can you meet me half way? fourteeen more days, whut to buy? ohh ass, i have some homework to complete and better start revising through my ten-year series. and COURSEWORK, i swear i have alot of things to do. better manage my time and utelise my time properly. cause all hoping on me only, woots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;does anyone here have an irratating brother like mine, cause i do. AND I HATE IT, i want a sister. so we can share our clothes, accesories and etc. irratating dier sumpah cannot take it. i feel like whacking him, *makes annoying face, roll eyes* dah elyzaaa? okaaay go, bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sorry for th inappropriate post, cause its too short. will post a proper one soon i hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-6047653151815898051?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6047653151815898051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=6047653151815898051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/6047653151815898051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/6047653151815898051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/07/boredom-strikes.html' title='boredom strikes'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDriP1qPVKI/AAAAAAAACfo/rBZITWRfajo/s72-c/Picture0040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-6650022372574490687</id><published>2010-07-09T16:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T16:46:48.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you make me feel sicker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='each day'/><title type='text'>upset and dissapointed</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDbcRWCVNhI/AAAAAAAACfY/qRmv91FjZeo/s1600/tumblr_l4xc2xeFN81qa8kgso1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491818986156144146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDbcRWCVNhI/AAAAAAAACfY/qRmv91FjZeo/s320/tumblr_l4xc2xeFN81qa8kgso1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SPANYOL AND PORTUGAL! hopefully spain take over th werld cup this season. anw, i dont care but whutever it is. those twooo soccer player is hothotheat. CR7 AND FT9. *winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDbae9OFzMI/AAAAAAAACe4/Hj8YY55_-Mc/s1600/tumblr_ks1qlzUooN1qa7vyto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491817020989492418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDbae9OFzMI/AAAAAAAACe4/Hj8YY55_-Mc/s320/tumblr_ks1qlzUooN1qa7vyto1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and this mondaaaay, im gonna be in school late eventhough we're suppose to report in school at ten but im having my dental appointment. im getting my braces done but im not really sure when its done. but when i get my braces, i will EMBRACE myself thats for sure. WEEE, im excited at th same time nervous cause i heard its gonna give you a hell out of it. its gonna be painful but PAIN IS BEAUTY rigggght??? cant waaaait for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDbafi1pVfI/AAAAAAAACfI/tpM9AVSpA14/s1600/SAM_3123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491817031087511026" style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDbafi1pVfI/AAAAAAAACfI/tpM9AVSpA14/s320/SAM_3123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so this is my teeth before getting my braces done heh. oh yes, i was upset with somebody todaaay when i was at th busstop. seriously, i didnt xpect you to say that to me. eventhough you think you didnt hurt my feelings, but you just did. yes you JUST DID. and for yer info, i was teasing you, cant you accept that seriously. well, i guess you havent know me yet. really dissapointing moment for me, next time round think before you talk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;meeting dian pekat girlfriend later on at macdonalds, passing her my camera. im sorry dear i cant attend whut youve plan for me. okaaay, i promise you that i will make a date with you when my N's are over. im just buzay with courseworks, homeworks and studies. babe, you understand me mmkay. love you, and miss you. oh, just xcited to meet her after a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bet you guys are wondering how i did for my oral yesterday, dont be surprised. for me, i think i didnt do my best from whut i know cause i wasnt familiar with that particular question. th topic was on security and defending the country. waaah, i was FLABBERGASTED knowing it. for sure, i think i tried my best and put all my effort in but wasnt the bestest. only god knows how is it. but i was quite amazed knowing that i wasnt that totallt nervous that point of time, now thats weird. maybe i was too confident, haiyooooama! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ouch that hurts, i mean my butt hurts. thanks to hafiz for creating a scene whereby i fell down on th floor by flying about few inches away and making me laugh uncontrollable during our P.E lesson. well he didnt do that on purpose, but still my butt, palm and legs are weak after that incident. th impact was so strong, luckily only th four of us saw which is me, hafiz, azfar and syahmi. pheww, paisehh. HAHAHA! we were playing badminton, and now my legs are hving cramps. gaaaawd, thats whut you get when you dont strecth before xcercising. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;im feeling down and not in a mood to go out but i have to. alright, bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-6650022372574490687?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6650022372574490687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=6650022372574490687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/6650022372574490687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/6650022372574490687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/07/upset-and-dissapointed.html' title='upset and dissapointed'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDbcRWCVNhI/AAAAAAAACfY/qRmv91FjZeo/s72-c/tumblr_l4xc2xeFN81qa8kgso1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-4694076218694133723</id><published>2010-07-07T20:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T23:26:03.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adorable baby'/><title type='text'>beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDRvGZoin6I/AAAAAAAACew/9CDujCRrefo/s1600/SAM_3118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491136001422303138" style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDRvGZoin6I/AAAAAAAACew/9CDujCRrefo/s320/SAM_3118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDRvF3RKm6I/AAAAAAAACeo/GpzcWsuk-Ac/s1600/SAM_3110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491135992197454754" style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDRvF3RKm6I/AAAAAAAACeo/GpzcWsuk-Ac/s320/SAM_3110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDRvFWIm6qI/AAAAAAAACeg/Xl-3Vah7osM/s1600/SAM_3109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491135983303191202" style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDRvFWIm6qI/AAAAAAAACeg/Xl-3Vah7osM/s320/SAM_3109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lovely day with babylove at macdonald.&lt;/strong&gt; *treat me a meal*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PREVIOUSLY ON 90210, okay dah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after school was spend with hunney F, so she went to my house and watch movie. this time round was when in rome. kristen bell and that guy is hot and sweet. and how i wish to go to rome in ITALY. okaaay mummy bring me there can, then we can visit the love fountain. i swear th place is damn nice siacxzxzxz but im serious, mum planning to bring th whole family to TAJ MAHAL, then i say dowaaaan. i want to go paris or new york. and this was th answer, YOU GIVE ME GOOD GRADES THEN I BRING YOU THERE, standard answer(: now i change my mind, bring me to ROME laaah. ILOVEYOU MUMMY, thank you v much. you v kind. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ZOMG; guess whut. TOMORROW IS MY ENGLISH N'LEVEL ORAL. now that was fast, mancxzxzxz i feel so nervous though. im th eight person which means more tension heh. well just relaxed myself and imagine th examiner is yer FRIEND. sheeshxzxz, come on elyza. i know you can do it, woohoo. jiaaaa yoooo. and im just xcited as im having PE tomorrow which also means that im gonna see love for one hour. HAHAHA! cant wait for oral to end. hurry laah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so, dont ask me why i upload those picture. oh sorry baby i had to upload yer picture. HAHAHA! you know i know*winks* yay, i top up my prepaid. finally, i have to pay back to my dad and that is a bad thing. HAIYAAAMA, cause i made my mum bills increase. okay my fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and yes, im packing my bag soon and gonna have my night shower and catching glee and 90210. well oh well, i miss my 90210 last week but i think ive watch it already. but its okay to watch it again right, its not a crime right? ive been singing to christina aguilera song-beautiful. oh thanks to th brooksian idol laaah dol, makes th song stuck in my head for a moment. eventually my class was singing repeatedly during lessons. at time my fangsome class can be irratating as well, but ME LOVE 4 INTEGRITY. WE ROCK, YOU SVCK! heh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;just finish reading through baby's tumblr. how sweet can he be, he upload my picture. and and and he wants to wath predators badly but its NC16. and he says this' not fair, ell and fitri all can watch' ahem, im not officially sixteen yet laah bubu. ^^ but adorable still. love him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;bye, me want to bath. i stink, HAHAHA! eew, elyzaaa. you call yerself a girl. SHAME ON YOU! soooo whut gitu lorh? eh you think i care ahh, see minah rep already. HAHAHA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-4694076218694133723?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4694076218694133723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=4694076218694133723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/4694076218694133723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/4694076218694133723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/07/beautiful.html' title='beautiful'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDRvGZoin6I/AAAAAAAACew/9CDujCRrefo/s72-c/SAM_3118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-942550171414623550</id><published>2010-07-05T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T22:25:47.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my dude is a bad ass^^'/><title type='text'>we dance on</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDHkcycnd9I/AAAAAAAACdg/hs-VFxS6qdQ/s1600/34588_1463731868432_1087548991_1363698_6680507_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490420603970615250" style="WIDTH: 320px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDHlh5QAj6I/AAAAAAAACeI/UXdnod6tlrA/s320/34588_1463731748429_1087548991_1363695_2288682_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDHljKSYioI/AAAAAAAACeY/GJMzLmTyORc/s1600/DSC00863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490421812960987778" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDHljKSYioI/AAAAAAAACeY/GJMzLmTyORc/s320/DSC00863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i love you and cant bear to lose you boyy,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so i shed my tears for my one and only boyfriend, i just cant seem to control my emotions when it comes to love. whenever i listen to sad songs, tears will start rolling down my cheeks. emotional laaah elyzaaa nie, ehehehe. enough said, so i watch ECLIPSE already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went with my hunneybaby FITRI, yes we went to cathay orchard and saw THAQIF. not big deal laaah, but funny part is that we were mentioning his name co-incident saw him and some minah. eew, dah popular then date with minah. jatuh boyy, HAHAHA! i know you can go further. while watching ECLIPSE, we were giggling because there were some parts which wasnt for sixteen and below. ehh apa nie, tak bagu tau. ehehehe, okay so face it JACOB BLACK is HOTTER than EDWARD CULLENS. true enough? but i kinda side with jacob, idk why. he's too hot to resist and th temptation is soooo seducing? HAHAHA! shhh, dont tell boyfriend. jealous later. speaking of BOYFRIEND, somebody is attached with D on that lovely day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;WAAAAH SEHH, well no warning siacxzxz and i assume it before they attach also. i was texting baby and said i was lonely cause Hunney F on the phone with her boyfriend. at that point of time, i knew they havent attach yet but anyhow assume. mcm go jerr.then w/o knowing, eh i m with D already. pheweet, cousin love eh. aigogo, tsk tsk. ^^last long dearest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;baby you should have told me earlier that th plan was cancelled. i wouldnt have pack my things and get ready before that because i assume that th plan was confirmed. im sorry if i vend my anger towards you, i shall promise you like whut i promised. remembering through our memories how we knew each other was for sure a funny long story heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Blair; 3 werds, 8 letters. say it and im yers. iloveyoubby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aisehbedah, tomorrow school. so its like tuesday blues, aiyoama. i got malay homework to be complete and this thursday &lt;strong&gt;N LEVEL ENGLISH ORAL&lt;/strong&gt;. wish me luck people. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my dude is a bad-ass, how? HAHAHA! baby baby,iloveyoubad-ass.^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-942550171414623550?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/942550171414623550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=942550171414623550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/942550171414623550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/942550171414623550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-dance-on.html' title='we dance on'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TDHkcycnd9I/AAAAAAAACdg/hs-VFxS6qdQ/s72-c/34588_1463731868432_1087548991_1363698_6680507_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-7682491419069476880</id><published>2010-06-29T20:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T20:34:25.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introduction about yerself-'/><title type='text'>SCHOOL=DISASTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TCniqHbnFyI/AAAAAAAACdI/aHGAB1kSHw0/s320/tumblr_l4k2juBxL11qbq3g4.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488166834104899362" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TCnirTNw9pI/AAAAAAAACdY/U221mj4GMsU/s320/DSC00018.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488166854447920786" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TCniqwXXcYI/AAAAAAAACdQ/sCEFj6JV1kE/s320/DSC00586.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488166845092950402" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;aiyamaaaaaaa, school means no break. no break means study hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So, first day of school went smoothly but we are given homewerk first week of school. from malay homewerk to F&amp;amp;N. then we have to complete our coursewerk by then. tsk, managing our timetable is v important and also our recess are being shift to 10.25pm. wasoneh, and th 4F's students were being placed back to their former class which means more students in our class. yes, more. plus i hate it when our malay teacher changes, irritating. our faces were like whaaaathaaaaeff. sodeeeh, we didnt xpect this to happen. i mean we're use to our former malay teacher then suddenly w/o warning change teacher. pissed off for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;th teacher were like, its another FOURTY-ONE reality days to yer N's. wow, stop repeating laaah, we can get all stressed and tensed up.yes, we have to buck up for now and there's no more time. der, teacher's werk nowadays is to repeat whutever they say. pfft,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;pretty much th same ol' thing, so nothing much to elaborate. will elaborate more on my watch, okay it has a scratch on th side of my watch. boohoo, i swear i cant take care of my watch seriously. every watch i wear, there for sure a line on th watch. argh, hate it. and it really irritates me whenever i borrow my thumb drive then somebody lose it or misplace it. HELLO, i need to use it for my coursewerk. then blame me that i didnt save it on my desktop. whathaeff, its my thumb drive and you lose it. you should be at fault stupid. i hate him so much laaaaah, seriously he's getting on my nerve siaacxzxz brother every single day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;now, how am i suppose to get my coursewerk back. fcuk shit, dont xpect me to re-do everything and th submission date is next week gundu. i dont care, you have to find it by hook or by crook. im serious, yer too much already. getting out of way. i wish i could just get rid of you out of my life now, every now and then yer making it worse for me. just fvck off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;wow, today farah came to school. heh, it feels awesome seeing yer friends coming to school after some decades. okaaay fake, bye need to do malay homewerk. tak perlu siacxzxz, need to compo. TOPIC; INTRODUCTION or about yerself. LAME-,- just do, dont complain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;baby, iloveyou and you have bewitched me. ass~H9thM love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;elyzaaaa conrad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Add Image" border="0" class="gl_photo" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-7682491419069476880?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7682491419069476880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=7682491419069476880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/7682491419069476880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/7682491419069476880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/schooldisaster.html' title='SCHOOL=DISASTER'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TCniqHbnFyI/AAAAAAAACdI/aHGAB1kSHw0/s72-c/tumblr_l4k2juBxL11qbq3g4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-3595863831722897256</id><published>2010-06-25T11:46:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T13:10:03.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexcited over my watch'/><title type='text'>me love my G-SHOCK.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TCQncAcNIII/AAAAAAAACcw/cvoR3rQE1kw/s1600/DSC00828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486553608152227970" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TCQncAcNIII/AAAAAAAACcw/cvoR3rQE1kw/s320/DSC00828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TCQnblRVaXI/AAAAAAAACco/pdTPDokpVs0/s1600/DSC00818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486553600858876274" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TCQnblRVaXI/AAAAAAAACco/pdTPDokpVs0/s320/DSC00818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TCQnbCGWQqI/AAAAAAAACcg/jhitqXhatNI/s1600/DSC00817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486553591417553570" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TCQnbCGWQqI/AAAAAAAACcg/jhitqXhatNI/s320/DSC00817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TCQn86gagjI/AAAAAAAACc4/vLS515mypZQ/s1600/DSC00819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486554173494952498" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TCQn86gagjI/AAAAAAAACc4/vLS515mypZQ/s320/DSC00819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Call me KARMA babe, and KARMA is a BITCH.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a day filled with laughter and love with &lt;strong&gt;kak miera&lt;/strong&gt;. i swear &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love her.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;she accompanied me to get my G-SHOCK watch yesterday. yes, like on my previous posts, i've been mentioning about th watch that i wanted. taaaaaadaaaaa, there you go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lemme xplain futher details on it, its &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt;, th buttons are &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;lime green&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;. cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im just over-excited to wear it, ive been staring at my lovely watch for hours yesterday. gila yes i know. couldnt care less. tweetweet, anyway w/o parents help, i wouldnt be getting it that fast. thank you parents, love you two. xoxo, ehehehehe. now its time to wear and i have to take good care of it. i swear. school hurry reopen, HOHOHAHA! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so, other than that i bought additional things for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;babylove&lt;/span&gt;. nah, i werk for it and spend whut i can for him. anyway, its like an advanced 9th monthsary present. yes, hope he likes it though. we were passing by this shop and thats when miracle happen eh kak miera? i swear i cant believe th things that i bought is v 'xpensive' though, like we ask th lady again for reconfirmation which is for real. and somebody have to give me in return back. and he wants G-SHOCK watch also. birthday mmkay bubu, wait. patience love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;kak miera and me was saying that when my brother return from jakarta, i will be like *flings hair, show-off my watch* ahem ahem, ehh look laaah. HAHAHAHA! confirm he will go' eh dah beli. unfair siaacxzxz parents pay half of it cause i bought my watch with my own money' so do you think i care much. no ooo, never. heh, action laah pulak. bagi kang. hello brother, you got TWO G-SHOCK ALREADY. wake up dah deh, oh yes speaking of which. he went to jarkarta and bandung for soccer. he was like goodbye lion city, hello radit dan jani. funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i tell you should watch radit dan jani, sweet bodoh. partners in crime. but ending i didnt xpect that to happen. aww, sodeeeeeh. daaaah stop emotional-ing. im so random, i want to go for concert tour. if can i want to go this fangsome twin tour. th veronicas, theyre hot. and not forgetting th olsens. idk why, dont ask me. seriously. heh, okay i stink. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TCQuPh9BpLI/AAAAAAAACdA/IbF21prWx50/s1600/tumblr_l0ldvbjRkQ1qayrszo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486561090391352498" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TCQuPh9BpLI/AAAAAAAACdA/IbF21prWx50/s320/tumblr_l0ldvbjRkQ1qayrszo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;havent bath yet dodol, yes im going to bath soon. pshyt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;im meeting boyfriend soon, i miss him already. tweetweet, excited to give his present though. okaaay keep yer excited-ness away, too much not good. okay bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;elyzaaaa conrad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-3595863831722897256?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3595863831722897256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=3595863831722897256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/3595863831722897256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/3595863831722897256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/me-love-my-g-shock.html' title='me love my G-SHOCK.'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TCQncAcNIII/AAAAAAAACcw/cvoR3rQE1kw/s72-c/DSC00828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-3406889419775542255</id><published>2010-06-23T19:18:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T22:28:59.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make you fall in love with me'/><title type='text'>you think youre cooler than me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TCH0dzXjLbI/AAAAAAAACcY/1Yc9H_jj3I0/s1600/Picture0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485934613956341170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TCH0dzXjLbI/AAAAAAAACcY/1Yc9H_jj3I0/s320/Picture0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TCHuZBcjKJI/AAAAAAAACcQ/9NDP1zH6IQM/s1600/DSC04151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485927934766295186" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TCHuZBcjKJI/AAAAAAAACcQ/9NDP1zH6IQM/s320/DSC04151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bet you guys are wondering why th hell im posting my parents picture, look closely. can you see th background, its egypt. EGYPT, for godness sake. they went to EGYPT. yes, they did. its not being edit hah, it for real. dont believe it check my mum's facebook. tweetweet^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i got not alot of pictures as im using my PARENTS laptop, they even bought their own laptop. life isnt fair always, yes so trueeeeeee. so yeah, whuts in this laptop is only their picture. kinda pissed off with my brother's laptop and my own laptop is being borrowed to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;babylove.&lt;/span&gt; so in total i have at least three laptop and one computer but it doesnt work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im &lt;strong&gt;FATIGUE&lt;/strong&gt; seriously, im not being myself today. i feel so weak and tired. well maybe due to my period, it just came today so maybe thats th cause of it. and im suppose to have breakfast with HUNNEH F but then it wasnt successful as some error occur. sorry hunneh F. will make out a date with you soon mmkaaaay? so sorry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and yes, i got my hair trim and it became shorter. derr, you trim yer hair, it wont turn out longer right? dol. and not really satisfied. but it will grow sooner or later. i really hope so.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;listen to this or watch, sugababes. old school enough, heh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XvoAvPjADsE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XvoAvPjADsE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oops forget to mention that im getting my G-SHOCK end of this week, woohoo~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;G-SHOCK HERE I COME BAYBEH, come to chikaro. teehees^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bye, want to watch england and slovakia match? michael carrick hot siolcxzxzxz eventhough he not playing.&lt;/span&gt; I MISS YOU BODOH!-radit dan jani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;his isnt a proper update i guess, well oh well. buzaaay me. till here. you know you love me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-3406889419775542255?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3406889419775542255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=3406889419775542255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/3406889419775542255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/3406889419775542255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-wont-do-whut-you-told-me_23.html' title='you think youre cooler than me'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TCH0dzXjLbI/AAAAAAAACcY/1Yc9H_jj3I0/s72-c/Picture0009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-874927115065990702</id><published>2010-06-19T22:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T23:16:16.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss you bodoh^^'/><title type='text'>i wont do whut you told me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484493298782776242" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBzVmN71K7I/AAAAAAAACbw/20ogeqV-CAk/s320/DSC09936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, I just cant get enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How much do I need to fill me up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It feels so good it must be love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its everything that I've been dreaming of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I give up. I give in. I let go. Lets begin.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBzVm22o9sI/AAAAAAAACb4/CHBOMhiRe2w/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484493309766858434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBzVm22o9sI/AAAAAAAACb4/CHBOMhiRe2w/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ZOMG, th pink one is calling my name. brotha has his black and gold and another one is lime green. well i didnt thought of buying that pinky watch but th watch that i wanted isnt on th net. but nevermind wait till i buy, and you see. be jealous people, eheheh^^ i like th fact that mummy agree on th deal that she will pay half th amount and th other half my money. yessah, i prolly will be getting by next week. i want to buy two watches can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBzWbqd2qnI/AAAAAAAACcI/CVeC7bQwDhA/s1600/2497382599_098bef4f1d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484494216974740082" style="WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBzWbqd2qnI/AAAAAAAACcI/CVeC7bQwDhA/s320/2497382599_098bef4f1d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBzWbZtI22I/AAAAAAAACcA/j81989EbNe4/s1600/4676425591_4f4f31af57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484494212475444066" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBzWbZtI22I/AAAAAAAACcA/j81989EbNe4/s320/4676425591_4f4f31af57.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;gossip girl and pretty little liar, i'm getting th hang of this two shows. i can spend th whole day on this mancxzxzxz, no seriously. thanks to Hunneh F for xplaining me whut th show was about. should watch, i mean must watch. oh speaking of which, i watched radit dan jani. this indonesian movie which i think its romantic and partners in crime. how i wish i could, i miss you bodoh. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no seriously, i miss you bodoh. in a day, you didnt even bother to text me half od th day and that i have to text you and then you will reply. where's yer inciative? i dont know but it seems like yer avoiding me. or is it just me thinking in a pessimistic way. well i do that all th time, but i hope yer not doing this th second time. i really trust you, please. i just wanna know th truth behind this, after i know th truth then i wont disturb you guys anymore. i just want you to xplain why is this happening? is there any reason behind this, since when yer into tumblr? who influence you to create tumblr, i know it wasnt me and you dont seem to bother when i have a tumblr. i just want to know, thats all. i know she still on th verge of moving on between her ex-boyfriend but does she needs you to talk to? you can just tell me th truth. i dont mind if there's a reason to it. seriously, i cant sleep in peace today. gawd, why is this happening? is it me or him? idk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;addicting ahh colbie caillat songs. pshyt, seriously. i feel so down today. i wonder why. i hope everything is going smoothly and fine. i really wish i could see a shooting star. okaaay i miss my girlfriends esp dian and farah and fazurah and aika. dian; chat with you suddenly offline? same goes to farah. hope they read this post. miss you people v much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;woit, shop shop ajer ehh? eheheh, i watch &lt;strong&gt;KARATE KID&lt;/strong&gt; already. woohoo~ gembira, meriah, besar hati, suka? catch that movie with mummy yesterday. it was a late night movie at cathay orchard. before that we went to robinson and shop a little. ate at pastamania, i had my beef lasagne and mum had her creamy chicken pasta. bought a pair of light blue pumps and light pinkish shades which i think its pretty cool cause it's selling off at $3 only. sadly there wasnt any flea market on that particular day, boohoo;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;gonna elaborate whut happen today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then today, i persuade mummy to junction eight. off to cotton on, and then beg mummy to buy this two tops then to some small shops where they sell hairbands. mum was finding some clips and then i kpo also want to buy a tiebow hairband. i really wish i could use it for school, then after that off to royal sporting house as mummy wanted to buy her running shoes? nike ehh, ma kita anak beranak jiwa. me, brother and mummy has nike running shoe. inventually mum wanted to buy her shoes like ours, but its purple and grey. she fickle minded. go choose th light purple shoes, okaaay pun boleh. then i was looking through and this pink shorts really calling out my name, then i showed to mum. she was like okaaay give th cashier. i guess mummy's mood was good today. suddenly my stomach started to grumble, ma nak makan. she was like 'clever ah you, havent eat yet then go out with me.' -,- sorry lorh. afterwards went home, well i wanted to shop at diva but then i spend too much already. this will only happen thrice a year trust me, so better make it happen. ehehehehe^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and my hari raya baju this year, is light purple? so early, mummy said she cant wait if not later th tailor dowan to take anymore.i want it to be some chongsam lining or maybe i will look through some magazine on th design. well i bet she went to arab street and then her tendacy was to see end up she bought and shop. well it runs in th blood, cant bear to see one thing. okaay wait, i got two baju kurung every year. and th other one is dark purple.well i thought of buying but see how mummy's plan and decision. maybe it will be three? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maybe you guys are wondering am i a well-to-do family? well maybe, but not really. its up to you to decide, i shouldnt say if not you think i'll be showing off ya see. and some people cant stand to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;see people showing off, im cool with it. enough said.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;enough of elaborating, hope you enjoy my post today, farewell then. i miss school badly, knick knack tons of homewerks awating for me. gotta start doing and start studying. three more months people, woohoo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;elyzaaaa conrad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-874927115065990702?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/874927115065990702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=874927115065990702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/874927115065990702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/874927115065990702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-wont-do-whut-you-told-me.html' title='i wont do whut you told me.'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBzVmN71K7I/AAAAAAAACbw/20ogeqV-CAk/s72-c/DSC09936.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-5633911189073961768</id><published>2010-06-17T15:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T16:03:57.541+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shop shop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='save save'/><title type='text'>stay with me, will you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBnLLhtoXzI/AAAAAAAACbY/NEakZq0HS2I/s1600/DSC00787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483637420189048626" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBnLLhtoXzI/AAAAAAAACbY/NEakZq0HS2I/s320/DSC00787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBnLLI24t3I/AAAAAAAACbQ/ImeOQ_04xMY/s1600/DSC00781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483637413516982130" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBnLLI24t3I/AAAAAAAACbQ/ImeOQ_04xMY/s320/DSC00781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*sorry for previous post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i was just being too stiff, upset, dissappointed, harsh over some issue. well life never fair, just bear with th consequences. i wasnt in a mood to even blog, sucha a bad day. sometimes we just have to face the problems eventhough we dont like it. but luckily someone encourage me and help me to solve with th problem with egoness and being naive. thank you v much again. im still hanging on to th clinch, but i will ignore about that soon. im just wondering whut will happen next, well lets think optimistic then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBnLMNrCD9I/AAAAAAAACbg/7eO4RgACp3Y/s1600/tumblr_l40xcfC8fF1qa9o8bo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483637431989309394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBnLMNrCD9I/AAAAAAAACbg/7eO4RgACp3Y/s320/tumblr_l40xcfC8fF1qa9o8bo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well it's good to hear your voice,I hope your doing fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And if you ever wonder, I'm lonely here tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lost here in this moment, And time keeps slipping by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And if I could have just one wish, I'd have you by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, oh I miss you. Oh, oh I need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I love you more than I did before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And﻿ if today I don't see your face, nothing's changed no one can take your place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It gets harder everyday, say you love me more than you did before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and I'm sorry it's this way but I'm coming home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll be coming home and if you ask me I will stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will stay, Well I try to﻿ live without you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The tears fall from my eyes, I'm alone and I feel empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God I'm torn apart inside. I look up at the stars. Hoping your doing the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somehow I feel closer and I can hear you say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will stay, I never wanna lose you and if I had to I would chose you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So stay, please always stay. You're the one I hold onto my heart would stop without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love you more than I did before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBnLuC2ULUI/AAAAAAAACbo/B6Y8VwJZWFs/s1600/tumblr_kzev2ulQDU1qa9o8bo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483638013199396162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBnLuC2ULUI/AAAAAAAACbo/B6Y8VwJZWFs/s320/tumblr_kzev2ulQDU1qa9o8bo1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;sometimes i feel stupid because i've yet to tell th difference between this those awesome twins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;am i the only person on earth to have this problem? seriously -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; if it isnt th mary-kate and ashley olsen. i tend to be v fickle and dont know which is much more prettier because at times one of them is much more prettier than th other. well but i think both of them are gorgeous. ZOMG; i love their clothing line. im deeply in love with their fashion sense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;trust me, they are th ones who make it a trend to have bangles on. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*orchard flooded yesterday, almost making our way there when we received text mxg by brotha and mummy's call. O.o, so decided to galavent to raffles city link and bugis instead. i didnt shop cause i intend to watch a karate kid. everyone buzaaay complimenting on how good th movie was whereas i havent watch yet. jealous much, grr~ damn you people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;patience is a virtue beetch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and yes. i saw my G-SHOCK watch yesterday. $88 only, fcuk shit. and i only had $20 with me, whathaaaeff. $68 more, saving up now. hopefully by th end of june holidays, i would get it by then. and thinking of getting a brikenstock slipper? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i waaaaaaaanntttttt my G-SHOCK waaaaaaaaaaaaaatch noooooowwwww badly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-5633911189073961768?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5633911189073961768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=5633911189073961768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/5633911189073961768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/5633911189073961768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/stay-with-me-will-you.html' title='stay with me, will you?'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBnLLhtoXzI/AAAAAAAACbY/NEakZq0HS2I/s72-c/DSC00787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-6061568734449236286</id><published>2010-06-15T10:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T16:30:19.708+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trying not to let you down'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trying to be perfect'/><title type='text'>it easy as it telling th truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBbrtuGM6dI/AAAAAAAACZ4/FUFSFIVb440/s1600/32525_1205886287605_1842099798_380025_647002_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482828767070841298" style="WIDTH: 320px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBbtTXJ4CFI/AAAAAAAACag/jwuNsE5MILM/s320/32525_1205887127626_1842099798_380043_7381114_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBbtT2Y-mgI/AAAAAAAACao/aeSLimkSzCQ/s1600/32525_1205885607588_1842099798_380012_7449304_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482830521643735554" style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBbtT2Y-mgI/AAAAAAAACao/aeSLimkSzCQ/s320/32525_1205885607588_1842099798_380012_7449304_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBbtUCbAMVI/AAAAAAAACaw/UgqmQfcSNw0/s1600/32525_1205886927621_1842099798_380039_3515506_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482830524873453906" style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBbtUCbAMVI/AAAAAAAACaw/UgqmQfcSNw0/s320/32525_1205886927621_1842099798_380039_3515506_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*sorry for the delay carnival pictures*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBbtUgKMhfI/AAAAAAAACa4/taG-glYBHz0/s1600/32525_1205932448759_1842099798_380083_3470837_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482830532856022514" style="WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBbtUgKMhfI/AAAAAAAACa4/taG-glYBHz0/s320/32525_1205932448759_1842099798_380083_3470837_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;start off with this guy, okaay. we argue today at around 1 am just because i leave him alone. well i know it was my fault for not texting him but in a way he should understand that i was buzaay doing my things also. i really didnt mean to do it on purpose and leave him all alone. but then again, i promise him that i will never leave him alone which now i think i broke that promise. it's not easy to get back those promises and gain back his trust towards me. only god knows how my love i show towards him. i swear to god that i didnt do it on purpose. i had to give in and say couple of time apologizing, but idk if he forgive me this time round. well i really got nothing to say, im just speechless and out of werds. just feel like hopeless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBbx58PrNKI/AAAAAAAACbA/SOnjGMHXeWo/s1600/tumblr_l40oifPWIj1qzbsi7o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482835574096868514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBbx58PrNKI/AAAAAAAACbA/SOnjGMHXeWo/s320/tumblr_l40oifPWIj1qzbsi7o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBbx6FHiVdI/AAAAAAAACbI/B4Rxna6UY80/s1600/tumblr_l4178tSEgX1qamb1qo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482835576478651858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBbx6FHiVdI/AAAAAAAACbI/B4Rxna6UY80/s320/tumblr_l4178tSEgX1qamb1qo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBbx6FHiVdI/AAAAAAAACbI/B4Rxna6UY80/s1600/tumblr_l4178tSEgX1qamb1qo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you chatting with her, yer messing with me,feel th pinch hahahah-hey monday how you love me now. im in love with hey monday, they rock. \m/ totally. waka waka eh eh. im simply out of boredom, currently reading girlfriend magazine that i just bought yesterday. tweetweet, oh yes maybe friday, i will be catching karate kid with sista ain. well, we got alot of catching up to do, i really miss this fickle girl. sexcited to meet her, time please hurry. for yer info, wondering who is she. she's my 'sista', the background you dont have to know. but whutever it is, she is always there whenever i needed her advise or help in BGR or studies. im really proud of having her in my life, loveyou sistaaaaa, xoxo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i dont know whut to say cause i dont wish to hurt his feelings anymore, bet he's buzaay chatting with some people what his girlfriend did to him. well, i should let them have fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*sighs*, im no perfect in this werld. th werld svcks badly. i feel like giving up seriously. im in not in a mood to even blog, kaaay bye. sheeshxzxz, sorry next time then it will be a proper update. i feel like on the verge of breaking down, sorry people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-6061568734449236286?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6061568734449236286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=6061568734449236286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/6061568734449236286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/6061568734449236286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-easy-as-it-telling-th-truth.html' title='it easy as it telling th truth'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBbrtuGM6dI/AAAAAAAACZ4/FUFSFIVb440/s72-c/32525_1205886287605_1842099798_380025_647002_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-3906453894898053445</id><published>2010-06-13T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T22:31:46.629+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i dont want to miss this.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurry quick'/><title type='text'>LOVE and HAPPINESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBTixp70PzI/AAAAAAAACZo/ZHOSHFkQqWU/s1600/23356_398052131740_707186740_4813669_8333801_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482255989114945330" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBTixp70PzI/AAAAAAAACZo/ZHOSHFkQqWU/s320/23356_398052131740_707186740_4813669_8333801_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hothothotmess, how hot can she be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;trough strength i found &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;; in time i find myself in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPINESS&lt;/span&gt; with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;well basically it all runs in th buuhluuud(blood), teehees^^ anw, thats my cousin. i bet she can become th next asian model. yes, agreee. true true. she got th shape and body mancxzxz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;next on th list, wait im suppose to be doing my coursewerk but here i am fiddling with blogger and facebook. well even after some time, i find it kinda boring to surf th net during th june holidays. v boring, i mean i got no summer vacation xcept for visiting malaysia. which is not even a summer vacation, failure and most ironic place. but things there are like cheap cheap. speaking of which, i just bought a new pair of VANS school shoes, ehehehehe. see my new shoes next term uhuh, and planning to buy a JANSPORT bag but still saving and thinking on buying the G-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;SHOCK watch. well whut can i say, &lt;strong&gt;FICKLE MINDED GIRL.&lt;/strong&gt; so true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;so, back on track. i am FREE this week. SO FREEEE, im serious. okaaay, dah. who's free to entertain me or go out with me during this twoo long weeks? care to share? caring is sharing. sharing is caring. CHEY, inherit by IRA cousin. ohh yes, i was wondering to sleepover at my cousin's house this week. well, its not confirm yet but i would love to cause i'll be movie marathon; whut else if it isnt GOSSIP GIRL. muahahaha. best of luck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;i wanna watch karate kid badly, then somebody doesnt want to tag with me. saaaad or whut?!? and i wanna watch toystory, why dont ask me. i was viewing through the trailer, then something caught my attention. BARBIE GIRL and KEN? YES, random much. but they look so sweet. how pretty and hot they can be at times. enough, that isnt reality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ANW, &lt;strong&gt;FIFA WERLD CUP&lt;/strong&gt; is on th hits. im looking forward for SPAIN, PORTUGAL AND ENGLAND'S match. Spain which xplains FERNANDO t, portugal represents CHISTIANO r and england represents rooney? whathaaeff, i cant think of any player. just wanna watch for th sake of watching eheh. and mexican player are HOT siolcxzxz. oh MESSI cute heh. and tell me about it, the theme song is soo cute. im in love with both if th song, WAKA WAKA?!? shakira can shake off those hips i tell you(hips dont lie), i want to learn how can? hakunamatata. and th other one is waving flag, was on th radio just now. epic cute look.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;okaaay i fvcking &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;muhammad aleff akbar&lt;/span&gt;. ehehehehe. *epic cute look* jeles? anw, he discharge from hospital already*dance around th house* happy, suke, meriah, gembira, besar hati? aww, he's so sweet. he was worried that i was flirting with other guys when he's away, neeh. i wont mmkay bubu, this i promise you that i love you forever. and even ensure me that i will love him no matter whut, yes baby. i miss you and *yummy ehh bby*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;i wanna pictures for carnival and those pictures are at his camera. waaah, lamer neh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-3906453894898053445?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3906453894898053445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=3906453894898053445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/3906453894898053445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/3906453894898053445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-and-happiness.html' title='LOVE and HAPPINESS'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TBTixp70PzI/AAAAAAAACZo/ZHOSHFkQqWU/s72-c/23356_398052131740_707186740_4813669_8333801_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-1596896883995856716</id><published>2010-06-09T17:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T18:31:13.338+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im awesome. no you&apos;re not. dude dont lie.'/><title type='text'>the truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TA9knrCCKxI/AAAAAAAACZg/4KR08rUcNt4/s1600/tumblr_l3kqxk94f21qatyd2o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480709904262114066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TA9knrCCKxI/AAAAAAAACZg/4KR08rUcNt4/s320/tumblr_l3kqxk94f21qatyd2o1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ohh, how sweet can they be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;having to hold yer hands tight yesterday means that i wont leave you all alone and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;always love you&lt;/span&gt;. i miss you already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; i miss yer cozy warm hugs, i miss having you by my side whenever i need you, i miss when you keep on saying' i know a way to a girl's heart', i miss when you say i can make you laugh any moment, i miss when you say i need you now with me, i miss when you say i miss you. cause i really am missing you, having to see you suffer in pain isnt great.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im still &lt;strong&gt;upset&lt;/strong&gt; and cant face th fact that he is in th hospital right now, seriously. i cant bear to see him suffer with all those tubes going through his body and having to eat through his nose. and even having to see him not eating for th past few days, i really am &lt;strong&gt;upset.&lt;/strong&gt; facing difficult challenges is tough though.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;god, may you recover him as soon as possible and let me have th courage and patience to bear with all this. &lt;strong&gt;amin.&lt;/strong&gt; and talking to his mum was a great xperience for me. well it pretty much was awkward and weird for a moment. maybe she's just plain curious on wanting to know th real girlfriend. th funny part is where his mum keep on mentioning this when i wanted to leave 'hope we see each other again'. aww, sweeet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;next on list; i just got punch with my brother. yes, &lt;strong&gt;PUNCH-ON-TH-FACE&lt;/strong&gt;. basically i was godamnpissed off; i mean who would not be pissed off when you reached home then someone keeps asking where did you go and shouting like nobody's business. and keeps on asking people to do housewerk right after you reach home, wont you get fed up. well, i would. cant he have th patience to do one thing at a time, seriously. i was clearing my things, he came to my room suddenly, punch me and say 'a'ahhh kan dah buat orang marah.'(see make me angry already right) waaaah piang, i was shock at a moment but the pain i tell you. then tears started rolling down my cheeks. HELLO; a  GUY punched me, not a girl! whaaaaatheff laaah, slam th door whut else. that th best thing to release my anger. then today he act v kind towards me, fvck off. dont act like nothing happen. seriously, th pain is in between my jaw and cheeks. lucky him, i didnt tell my parents about it. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;at one moment, i really felt like running away where i can hide from everybody. *sighs* only god knows how i am feeling right now. well i just have to face th reality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ohh yes, &lt;strong&gt;HAFIZ ' &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANKS FOR TH DOLLAR'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; just now. weee, if not i cannot buy my bubble tea and my red bean bun, yummy. make sure i see you for tomorrow's remedial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOST TERRIBLE AND SVCKISH SUMMER EVEEEEEER!(like)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-1596896883995856716?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1596896883995856716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=1596896883995856716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/1596896883995856716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/1596896883995856716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/truth.html' title='the truth'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TA9knrCCKxI/AAAAAAAACZg/4KR08rUcNt4/s72-c/tumblr_l3kqxk94f21qatyd2o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-7215727438037566449</id><published>2010-06-08T09:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T10:40:40.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worried over you.'/><title type='text'>why happen so quickly</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TA2fzoQWRdI/AAAAAAAACZQ/7BYTLP-Xtqo/s1600/DSC00774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480212030907893202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TA2fzoQWRdI/AAAAAAAACZQ/7BYTLP-Xtqo/s320/DSC00774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TA2f0MImZJI/AAAAAAAACZY/BR2h7HVfJ7o/s1600/DSC00775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480212040539071634" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TA2f0MImZJI/AAAAAAAACZY/BR2h7HVfJ7o/s320/DSC00775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;'okaaay baby im at ward__...KKHospital...Hmm i miss you so much...If i die, i will love you no matter whuuuut' *im serious, boyfriend is in th hospital.* well aidil thought i was putting a prank on him, which i dont have any time to fool around. sheeshxzxzxz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bet you guys shock to hear that news, well he is having appendicities. which i think i did some research and says that is where they clean yer dirt things in yer stomach and afterwhich it swell and have to go for operation. i ask my mum and brother about it, they say its not so serious. soo im really am worried for him, anw he went for th operation last night. i hope that he gets better and recover very soon. *prays* im gonna visit him later on with &lt;strong&gt;fazurah and azwad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okaaaay im just worried his condition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;why must my summer ruin by this, ohh ass. this is th most miserable summer vacation ever. my summer im not even leaving singapore. well i dont wish to also, im gonna be with my boyfriend because he dont wish me to leave him alone and suffer. i wont okaaay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;babylove, dont werry mmkay i wont leave you all alone. dont werry to much, i will stay with you forever and always. now you have to werry on yer condition. get plenty of rest and eat proper meal instead of junk food everytime. get welll soon okaaay bubu, sweetheart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okaaay i just recover from flu and fever, my weekends was paid off with carnival and my gorgeous cousin wedding. carnival pictures gonna upload soon, now uploading wedding pictures to facebook. go view my profile laaaah and see. and well my cousin's honeymoon is at GREECE! HOMEYSHIDE, aweeeesome or whuut. then th previous wedding, my cousin went off to L.A VEGAS! W.O.W, whaaaathaaaaeff. soooo rich, i mean well to do family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh yes, did i mention my parents werent mad at me about my results infact they didnt confiscate any electric devices. oopsy, dont say to soon, sheeshxzxz. alright im buzaaaay for now, better get uploading my pictures. cousin nagging about it already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaaa conrad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-7215727438037566449?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7215727438037566449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=7215727438037566449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/7215727438037566449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/7215727438037566449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-happen-so-quickly.html' title='why happen so quickly'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TA2fzoQWRdI/AAAAAAAACZQ/7BYTLP-Xtqo/s72-c/DSC00774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-8187124773718307543</id><published>2010-06-02T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T23:55:42.167+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woohoo'/><title type='text'>Justin Bieber - Never Say Never ft. Jaden Smith</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TAZxcUuMqjI/AAAAAAAACZI/CGrlYMzukM0/s1600/Photo0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478190728155540018" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TAZxcUuMqjI/AAAAAAAACZI/CGrlYMzukM0/s320/Photo0085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TAZxb-kebVI/AAAAAAAACZA/ujwlC51AdQM/s1600/P0798_100410Xoxo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478190722209181010" style="WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TAZxb-kebVI/AAAAAAAACZA/ujwlC51AdQM/s320/P0798_100410Xoxo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hothotheat, grr. movie marathon with hunneh F today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she went over my crib and watched &lt;strong&gt;'imagine that'&lt;/strong&gt; hakuna matata, soo cute th imaginary werld. after some time i fell asleep, was v tired. my eyes was fishing by then, well today's planned was off to school for chemistry remedial. dont you think its ironic for students to come for TWO pathetic hours just to attend remedials, wasoneeeh betul laaah. but at least, i did grant my cravings to have breakfast with hunneh F at macdonalds. yummy hotcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation that might crack you guys up; E: EH bus 812 dah sampai. F: ohh okaaay. E: okaaay pape nanty text. F: looks closer, ehh salah bus eventually that was 811. tssst. laugh laugh. idk why nowadays i tend to be over-confident. sheeshxzxz, should be more sensible at times. ohh gawdamnit, tomorrow is th day where it will be revealed. aww man! scard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh maner nieee &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bubu,&lt;/span&gt; forget me already ehh. go to town suddenly dissappear. nevermind will be waiting for you to text and ask me to call. i guess. ohh look, im in &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; and addicted to this song. well if its none other than justin bieber. im not crazy fans, just &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; his songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Z5-P9v3F8w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Z5-P9v3F8w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="400" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;both v cute, ehehehehe. kembang kembang, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aiseeeehh, prepaid v low. like how low can you go, ehehehhe^^ unfair, parents for sure not going to give me allowance for prepaid. want moneh , go find yerself. but th thing is that im saving my moneeeeh for &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;G-SHOCK WATCH&lt;/span&gt; laaaaaaaah. ass, pshyt. hope i can get that watch by th end of this summer, summer now &lt;strong&gt;svcks&lt;/strong&gt;. seriously, it does &lt;strong&gt;svcks&lt;/strong&gt; when you have to study throughout yer holidays. pain in th ass i tell you. good luck for next year batch. i want maths tutor. nevermind; i find my own tutor which isnt that difficult ask my all-time favourite cousin. but then she's buzay werking and i bet if we meet up we wont be studying. and some needs a malay tutor not me but boyfriend does. malay tutor? dont have to go around, im here. ehehehe, whut are girlfriend for? teehees^^ futhermore kaching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAFIZ&lt;/span&gt; I BET YER READING MY POST&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;youre awesome friend. random much.^^ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I MISS WATCHING &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOSSIP GIRL and 90210&lt;/span&gt; DRAMAAAAAA SERIES. I miss blair, annie, nate and liam. hot people, sheeeshxzxzxz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;moviemarathon picnic at my crib with &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;awesome foursome&lt;/span&gt; v soon, watch last song. yipeee, and idk when is that gonna be since each of us havent agree on th date yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;elyzaaaa conrad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-8187124773718307543?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8187124773718307543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=8187124773718307543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/8187124773718307543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/8187124773718307543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/justin-bieber-never-say-never-ft-jaden.html' title='Justin Bieber - Never Say Never ft. Jaden Smith'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TAZxcUuMqjI/AAAAAAAACZI/CGrlYMzukM0/s72-c/Photo0085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-3044581314473521077</id><published>2010-05-30T21:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T22:55:21.558+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worst i ever had.'/><title type='text'>enchanted, happily ever after</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TAJt8577X1I/AAAAAAAACYY/Gh5xAN7OjCA/s1600/DSC04774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477060989947699026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TAJt8577X1I/AAAAAAAACYY/Gh5xAN7OjCA/s320/DSC04774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;More pictures at facebook, thank you v much. you v kind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;okaaaaay, pun boleh. whaaaaatever ahh. teeeheees^^ LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so, just got back from wedding at changi village. sungguh humid and rainy? fickle minded ehh, well i guess so. its been decades since i saw my fangsome cousin's. next week will be meeting up with them again, this time round cousin wedding at community centre. woaaah, buzay kah? june holidays want to have fun but in th end got wedding to attend, wasoneeeeeeh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ohh yes, speaking of fun. i was having my greatest life on friday which falls on th vesak day. didnt i tell you i went to escape theme park twice this month, yes i did. well its my pleasure to annouce that i didnt overcome my fear of riding viking cause im scard. tssst, penakut! it was well planned from escape theme park then to somerset and that is where i went for my flea fly flo fun market. flea market, i mean like finally. spend at least 16 dollars and i get:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a huge carrier bag for school or idk when im gonna use it($8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a peace oversize tee($6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a peach dress($2) unbelievable, gosh i am fortunate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;where can you get all this at a v cheap price, you tell me. woaaaah, im soo gonna go another next flea market, whos up? ehhhehhehhe, save moneeh first. speaking of which, i didnt even want to elaborate much on my studies as i know i did v extremely badly for this term. seriously, v bad. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FOUR U GRADE&lt;/span&gt;, worst results ever.&lt;/strong&gt; but remember i did put in my effort to study dont believe ask my mum. i study th day throughout before my paper.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and tomorrow my personal PTC; best of luck beetch.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;improvements to be made over th holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i cant wait for th upcoming carnival which falls on th 5th of june. gawd, so many plans yet so little time. how i wish i could manage my time properly*sighs* but then again, im going alone. who's up? bestfriend cant make it on that day, anw get well soon beetch. ohh yes, before i forget. aikaaaaa, get well soon. sorry i didnt visit you as i was buzaaaay with my plans. i'll make up with you mmkaaay dear, teeheees^^ and i miss my girlfriends already. pshyt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TAJ6W2LE2pI/AAAAAAAACY4/adZZB8JxtVE/s1600/DSC04795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477074629753625234" style="WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TAJ6W2LE2pI/AAAAAAAACY4/adZZB8JxtVE/s320/DSC04795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;bubu, i miss you v much. never text me throughout th whole day. and thanks for th surprise you came and visit me yesterday. woaaaah, surprise and shock to see you come to my doorstep just to return our phone. thats so sweet of you my dear. anw, thanks for th note, love ell more than game^^ and and and happy eight monthsary. i love you more and more each day. xoxo, &lt;strong&gt;iloveyou bubu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;elyzaaaa conrad love bubu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-3044581314473521077?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3044581314473521077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=3044581314473521077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/3044581314473521077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/3044581314473521077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/enchanted-happily-ever-after.html' title='enchanted, happily ever after'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/TAJt8577X1I/AAAAAAAACYY/Gh5xAN7OjCA/s72-c/DSC04774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-1532954640448366294</id><published>2010-05-25T21:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T22:43:50.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it hate it'/><title type='text'>hap hap happy birthday sweetheart,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S_vPlI341II/AAAAAAAACXI/hQl6yg9Aopo/s1600/DSC03770+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475198008942974082" style="WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S_vPlI341II/AAAAAAAACXI/hQl6yg9Aopo/s320/DSC03770+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S_vYJcCO0BI/AAAAAAAACX4/XhVaCuBL4Yc/s1600/DSC03780+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475207428654944274" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S_vYJcCO0BI/AAAAAAAACX4/XhVaCuBL4Yc/s320/DSC03780+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S_vW58uIpvI/AAAAAAAACXw/0atZJCu8lA0/s1600/DSC09047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475206063039489778" style="WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S_vW58uIpvI/AAAAAAAACXw/0atZJCu8lA0/s320/DSC09047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S_vZA2WR0AI/AAAAAAAACYA/x_XjAd4kpRc/s1600/DSC07081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475208380611153922" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S_vZA2WR0AI/AAAAAAAACYA/x_XjAd4kpRc/s320/DSC07081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy sweet sixteeen girlfriend; farah liyana.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here it goes; to my fangsome girlfriend. we've been many challenges trhoughout our three years and a half of friendship. i really have to &lt;strong&gt;thank you v much&lt;/strong&gt; for th advise you gave me, support and loving me as much as yer boyfriend does to you. teeehees, tu dah terlampau neeh. but remember th time where we fought over a small issue, well to think about it back, it is ironic much to do such thing. im really fortunate to have a friend like you eventhough youre attitude is way much worse than mine but still i regard as my girlfriend. i dont know how to appericiate yer help, seriously. and i dont know how th hell you tried yer best to get a way to solve all yer problems. well if i were you, i was hoping to die soon. and dont be upset with yesterday incident laah babe, stay strong and take a chill pill. enjoyxzxzxz when you can, you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;im really proud to have you as a friend babe, hope our friendship will last till eternity mmkaaaay? till i see you tomorrow, sexcited. looking forward to meet you, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;imissyou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;iloveyou lah crazeeey&lt;/span&gt; beetch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S_vavJlaIzI/AAAAAAAACYI/mmn-3yAyM3o/s1600/tumblr_l2vucs4aQK1qzcso1o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475210275560497970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S_vavJlaIzI/AAAAAAAACYI/mmn-3yAyM3o/s320/tumblr_l2vucs4aQK1qzcso1o1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lets be like them, me(leighton) you(blake) ehehehehhe, ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a'aaah dream again, dream is all you can do ehh elyzaaaaa. so yes, ive been superduperhyper these days. dont ask me why, prolly th B.F.S(boyfriend syndrome) well sort of, yes below my boyfriend. hot sungguh, he's mine. taken, teeeet~ lambat laah korang. sorry sorry.*sings superjunior song and dance* whuthell, since when im into korean songs, since now. sheeshxzxz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S_vbSSp1EjI/AAAAAAAACYQ/FxVquBYaao4/s1600/tumblr_l1gcydEKfV1qa9tkho1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475210879290380850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S_vbSSp1EjI/AAAAAAAACYQ/FxVquBYaao4/s320/tumblr_l1gcydEKfV1qa9tkho1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aww, how adorable can he be. love his &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue-eyes&lt;/span&gt;. *melts* better than justin bieber eventhough he cant sing but his looks are way much more better. no offence huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;speaking of which, finally i xchange mobile phone with boyfriend for one night. woaah, like v th jakun to use his phone cause his phone is like those slide upwards. i want to steal his phone can? ehehehhhe, im not that evil mmkay. now, i feel that my phone&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;svcks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; alot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and this 12 years old dude, &lt;strong&gt;greyson michael&lt;/strong&gt; is adorable. is he gonna be th next justin bieber? let's see how does it goes then, well i bet boyfriend is gonna be god damn happy for justin bieber and get pissed off again with a new cute dude. why am i falling for adorable dudes, including geeks. well boyfriend is one of those cute geeks, ehehehhe. dah? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;felt th vibe throughout th evening, well you should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaaa conrad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-1532954640448366294?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1532954640448366294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=1532954640448366294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/1532954640448366294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/1532954640448366294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/hap-hap-happy-birthday-sweetheart.html' title='hap hap happy birthday sweetheart,'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S_vPlI341II/AAAAAAAACXI/hQl6yg9Aopo/s72-c/DSC03770+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-6104096209183186515</id><published>2010-05-20T16:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T17:03:20.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i am upset.'/><title type='text'>i choo choo chooose you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S_TwhPrJK1I/AAAAAAAACW4/UADhFAMisOo/s1600/DSC09807huak.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473263901095832402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S_TwhPrJK1I/AAAAAAAACW4/UADhFAMisOo/s320/DSC09807huak.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;zellow, yellow, bellow. in another way of saying HELLO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh myy gosh, frankly speaking i did &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;very bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for my prelims. see i told cha i flunk th two subjects. well indeed, not only those twoo subjects as th matter of fact, i didnt manage to pass any papers for todaaaay xxxcept for elements of business skills which i get at least a B for that. yes, that bad huh. which means it is a wake up call for me. i must say that almost half or more didnt pass some of th subjects. it was terrifying to see my results, seriously. i have to face th consequences still, thats whut you get when you do badly. i felt anxious and nervous upon my results, but after seeing it i felt like giving up in studies. me and hafiz was talking about whut is going to happen after secondary school life. which we didnt want any of that to happen, sometimes come to think about it. we have to suffer first then enjoy, true? but even if we study and gave in our effort in it, we still didnt manage to achieve whut we want and feel like giving up soo easily. and then we have to persevere in order to achieve whut we want again. after several times, in deed we will succeed. but by th time we succeed, when will it be? *reflecting for a minute or so*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S_TwhuN5FkI/AAAAAAAACXA/UgqqRzR2MEY/s1600/DSC09749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473263909294642754" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S_TwhuN5FkI/AAAAAAAACXA/UgqqRzR2MEY/s320/DSC09749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sighs* how i wish i could rewind th past and do even better for th previous exaaams. and how i wish to fast forward time so that i could just move on and get a life after secondary school life. school svcks seriously, well i used to be good in academic matters and love going to school but not already. even my brotha says i have to buck up, acadamic wise seems to be changing as in weaker in every way. everything seems to be changing, from aaaa to zzzz.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but idk whut it is? is it just me or something else is bothering me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am awfully dissapointed with myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;not in a mood to say anything at all seriously. &lt;strong&gt;i need someone to talk to now&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i need werds of encouragement, seriously. gosh, if there's no one. well i just have to read my girlfriend magazine in order to get werds of encouragement then. then again, i need time and treat myself for th effort i put in through out those awful weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i need my boyfriend now, i want him badly eventhough we met up yesterday already. i want you badly baby/bubu. i want yer warm cozy hug right now in order to over this situation.  boooooohoooooooooo;( where are you now? text me asap pleaseeeeeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-6104096209183186515?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6104096209183186515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=6104096209183186515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/6104096209183186515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/6104096209183186515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-choo-choo-chooose-you.html' title='i choo choo chooose you.'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S_TwhPrJK1I/AAAAAAAACW4/UADhFAMisOo/s72-c/DSC09807huak.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-166197547987333688</id><published>2010-05-15T12:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T13:49:31.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i know you got a man'/><title type='text'>my chick baaaad, my chick gooood.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my first kiss went a little like this, *tweet* and twist *tweet tweet* and twist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-4sDq1QJ_I/AAAAAAAACWg/yzxwnRIUumc/s1600/tumblr_l2dud8Vxfy1qamb1qo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471359038850607090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-4sDq1QJ_I/AAAAAAAACWg/yzxwnRIUumc/s320/tumblr_l2dud8Vxfy1qamb1qo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-4tIV7BLNI/AAAAAAAACWw/cPN1E2QB97w/s1600/DSC09544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471360218648620242" style="WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-4tIV7BLNI/AAAAAAAACWw/cPN1E2QB97w/s320/DSC09544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'bonjour, messi'*french accent*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;;i know you got a maaaanxzxz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and tell me whut yer maaaaanxzxzxz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;gotta do with me oh uh oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;; i know you got a girlxzxzxz, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and tell me whut yer girlxzxzxz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;gotta do with me oh uh oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-4tHzCJWmI/AAAAAAAACWo/kXqMkmmYS1U/s1600/tumblr_l026ng0oLc1qatyd2o1_r3_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471360209283275362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-4tHzCJWmI/AAAAAAAACWo/kXqMkmmYS1U/s320/tumblr_l026ng0oLc1qatyd2o1_r3_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;err, didnt xpect to blog todaaaay. just coincident to blog, yeaaaah right. whut have you been doing huh yesterday, motek/memantat ehh? *farah teach me, eventhough i didnt know whuts th meaning was.sorry my malay svcks, obvious.*~sheeshxzxz, tsk tsk. where got? act blur only elyzaaaa. then whut is th caption on top doing, mentel neeeeeh. ishk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'no laaaah i went to library with my friends laaaah' *winks, fake* ohh im soo in love with ludacris songs for noooooow, idk why but he is sooo unique. weird ehh, i knooow. and yes, finally preeee-lims one are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ooooooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TO TH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; Vvvvvvv&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TO TH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Eeeeeee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TO TH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Rrrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*screeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaams*,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; i waannaaaa go shopping laaah oink oink.&lt;/strong&gt; no moneeh, no talk ehh elyzaaaa. ehh i have mmkay. saving still, currently having 30 bucks with me. i want to go &lt;strong&gt;FLEEEEEEEAAAAAAAA MARKET.&lt;/strong&gt; chicken mcnugget, when is th next flea market? cheap cheap good good ehhhh. if dont have then have to force mummy to chip in some moneeh and go town. manxzxzxz, i miss going to far east plazaaaaaaaa. i miss watching movies and hanging out with my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;girlfriends.&lt;/span&gt; ohh yes, anw someone's birthday coming also. lets just wait then, one &lt;strong&gt;GIRLS&lt;/strong&gt; outing which consists of; farah, fitri, syazwani, dian and me. and another outing with th awesome foursome; nad, izzati, fitri and me. cant wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ehhh; bila nak tonton last song nieeeeee? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okaaay nevermind wait wait, patience is a virtue babe. grr, i cant stand to rot at home. in a boring mood laaah ass. seriously any idea whut to buy for my bestfriend, her birthday is like in &lt;strong&gt;another twooo more weeks&lt;/strong&gt;. and i need time to save up my money. futhermore this girl like picky abit, not girl-ish type. how?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*i really had a whale of time looking into yer eyes, laughing, bullying, xoxo-ing, biting, saying i love you, leaving marks on you, being slutty towards you, making me to do the 'epic cute face over and over again', having to entertain me throughout my journey home and spending time with you is all i ever wanted. i really am fortunate to have you baby. eventhough we argue about th slightest issue th day before yesterday, we did work it out still. three werds, eight letters and im already yers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU boyy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i want to xoxo again, hahahahaha. sheeshxzxz, elyzaaaaa. tsk tsk tsk. rabakxzxz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo,elyzaaaa conrad love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-166197547987333688?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/166197547987333688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=166197547987333688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/166197547987333688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/166197547987333688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-chick-baaaad-my-chick-gooood.html' title='my chick baaaad, my chick gooood.'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-4sDq1QJ_I/AAAAAAAACWg/yzxwnRIUumc/s72-c/tumblr_l2dud8Vxfy1qamb1qo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-8765078868737652637</id><published>2010-05-13T20:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T11:16:38.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you make me wanna love you harder each time'/><title type='text'>ouch, scalded.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Macam 'krick krick ehh, go jer'-elyzaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470725469451557410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-vr1E5XmiI/AAAAAAAACWQ/MwqIBGvAATk/s320/tumblr_l2aknhI4k71qb26t8o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yes, im upon waiting for this summer to be with you love. yeeah, dream on beetch cause during yer so called 'summer' youre having intense revision. muahahahaha, no ooo! im soo buzaaay during june holidays from cousin's wedding to school and studies. but do you think i care, i need a break still. soo, i miss going to beeach, why not having to treat myself to sentosa. planning on th outings im gonna have with my girlfriends very soon. looking forward to watch th last song though with the foursome babes. and not forgetting someone's birthday is coming, i wonder who that minaaaah is. eheheheh, kidding laah beetch. saving up moneeh to shop and enjoy my june holidays as much as i could. dont werry, see nowadays i have the tendacy to blog cause i seriously dont wish to abandon this bloggeh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-vsgYRHNHI/AAAAAAAACWY/SpERinhbv94/s1600/DSC09721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470726213385794674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-vsgYRHNHI/AAAAAAAACWY/SpERinhbv94/s320/DSC09721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so back on track, went to eat at charcos with family during mummy's day. well its not really an official thing yet, just waaaait mmkay mothaaaaa. we will get you a real present and hopefully we will eat at th most decent restaurant on that day. anw, i look fat there but nevermind boyfriend &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;still love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for th way i am. hahahahahaha, jeles?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;do you think i care, no seriously look into my eyes laaah ass. dah el? okaaay laaah, imitate lagy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-vr0lORoPI/AAAAAAAACWI/LwONoOjam30/s1600/practical.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ohh yes, i was speaking of my practical th other daaaay. naaaah, this was whut i did just now with my &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SCALDED &lt;/span&gt;middle finger. mcm sodeeeeh gitu, i was v &lt;strong&gt;nervous and worried&lt;/strong&gt; that i wouldnt have enough time to finish it but then it was successful. afterall i think i did th bestest job i ever did, and overcome my fear. sumpaaah i was blur and lost at th beginning, but i think practicaaaal was eaaaaaasy chicken feet. trust me. from there, you learn yer mistakes and dont be v silly like me. slenger to th bacen laaaah. hahahaha, wanna know whut really happen view my tumblr;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elyzaaaconrad.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.elyzaaaconrad.tumblr.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okaaaay, tomorrow last paper. all down except chemistry. not in a mood to study whenever i online. derr, who does. i mean when you have th tendacy to switch on yer laptop, you will forget about studying. like you are in yer own werld. hahahaha, i guess many people agree with me. true true*annoying orange tone* gosh, why am i addicted to th old school's song like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ricky martin feat christina aguilera-nobody wants to be lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blue- you make me wanna love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;*i love christina aguilera's voice, can be like her and jojo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaa conrad &lt;strong&gt;love deadpool&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-8765078868737652637?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8765078868737652637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=8765078868737652637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/8765078868737652637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/8765078868737652637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/ouch-scalded.html' title='ouch, scalded.'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-vr1E5XmiI/AAAAAAAACWQ/MwqIBGvAATk/s72-c/tumblr_l2aknhI4k71qb26t8o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-4252683054137761001</id><published>2010-05-11T16:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T17:03:58.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='s-o-l-o'/><title type='text'>hey soul sistaaaaaaa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ignore this crazeeeeey girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-kXJOv04cI/AAAAAAAACWA/ojjkmkhaAI8/s1600/DSC09646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469928669763133890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-kXJOv04cI/AAAAAAAACWA/ojjkmkhaAI8/s320/DSC09646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;cool huh my brand new nike running shoes, *well shurgs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-kXIgv8NUI/AAAAAAAACV4/Nke1soI5-kc/s1600/4528533866_5b1045a89c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469928657415583042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-kXIgv8NUI/AAAAAAAACV4/Nke1soI5-kc/s320/4528533866_5b1045a89c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yes, &lt;strong&gt;soon&lt;/strong&gt; brand new phone*wait long long please*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-kXHx9hjNI/AAAAAAAACVw/SMLnt9tQNeM/s1600/tumblr_l1eeweJMal1qa7i4to1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469928644856089810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-kXHx9hjNI/AAAAAAAACVw/SMLnt9tQNeM/s320/tumblr_l1eeweJMal1qa7i4to1_400.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Whaaaaaaaaaazaaaaaaap, yay. new skin, new updates, and its PUBLIC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;Finally i made up my mind to change everything, oh yes i was thinking of changing my url. it svcks right, i knooow. sooner or later, my blogeeh will be tumblr since i have a tumblr account. Naaaah, wasnt thinking of that yet. i still can manage twoo blogs at a time. soo, three more papers to go. gaaaawd, today physics and maths paper two was moderate. well, i wasnt in mood to study either both of it. so im gonna flunk those two subjects, obvious much? yes i know, but at least i can rely on my history. *yay*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;its predicted, im soo gonna do v bad for prelims this time round. enough said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i just feel like posting something todaaay rather than leaving my sympathetic blog dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; i mean im in th 'posting mood' rigggght now, im fvcking pissed off with my playlist, it seems like its &lt;strong&gt;not functioning at all. please make my day bubu. ohh yes, bubu? hahahaha-,-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*only you and me know. dont ask me whuthell is that.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;ohh please; tomorrow is my F&amp;amp;N paper. fvck shito, futhermore thursday is my &lt;strong&gt;practical.&lt;/strong&gt; do i have to go through this, gaaaawd. cook like nothing better thing to do, speaking of which why th hell am i complaining whereas i chose th subjected i wanted. sometimes i tend to be bodoh, yes thats th werd. boo-dooh, stop criticizing laah ass. okaay dah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;maner bubu, me windu you.-step cute, bagi kang&lt;/span&gt;* hahahahaha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love to imatate people,&lt;/strong&gt; wanna be my guest? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;last but not least, ohh i dont wish to remove my tagboard. &lt;strong&gt;pleaseeee dont spam, thank you v much.&lt;/strong&gt; if youre hobby is to spam people's blog, yer wish is my command. ehehehehe, sometimes i really wonder this people got nothing better to do is it? pity you peopleeeeeh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ohh yes, do tag. iloveyou, boyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elyzaaaa love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7676089983051900285-4252683054137761001?l=cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4252683054137761001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7676089983051900285&amp;postID=4252683054137761001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/4252683054137761001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7676089983051900285/posts/default/4252683054137761001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookieholicgirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/hey-soul-sistaaaaaaa.html' title='hey soul sistaaaaaaa!'/><author><name>Elyzaconrad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMbvoEOAa0A/To_LPueGg3I/AAAAAAAADGs/neuDUm_eo80/s220/IMG_1146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-kXJOv04cI/AAAAAAAACWA/ojjkmkhaAI8/s72-c/DSC09646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7676089983051900285.post-4458299226621889198</id><published>2010-05-08T12:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T13:25:36.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i cant be tamed.'/><title type='text'>i will never leave you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-TwZEgJY5I/AAAAAAAACVg/GD5MMtojhCQ/s1600/DSC09666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468760161030595474" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-TwZEgJY5I/AAAAAAAACVg/GD5MMtojhCQ/s320/DSC09666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-TwYra3XzI/AAAAAAAACVY/geMG5jqhahI/s1600/catslove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468760154297556786" style="WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-TwYra3XzI/AAAAAAAACVY/geMG5jqhahI/s320/catslove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-TwYB5RNZI/AAAAAAAACVQ/aT4L_nuw2k0/s1600/catsand+dogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468760143150790034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aI5ObJM8cdE/S-TwYB5RNZI/AAAAAAAACVQ/aT4L_nuw2k0/s320/catsand+dogs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, click to zoom and see clear hor*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;WHAAAAAAAAAAZAAAAAAAAAAAAAP!-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;annoying orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yaaaaaay, im back. i mean not literally back, temporary only. still studying for prelims. well my both language papers, maths one and social studies are done. left with history, physics, chemistry, maths two, ebs and f&amp;amp;n. okaaaay, bear with it only. i find maths paper one was quite easy but dont ever ask me about social studies cause it svcks. i w
