<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829</id><updated>2009-12-17T19:37:28.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mmzx &lt;3</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>500</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-839235728328841777</id><published>2009-12-17T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T19:37:28.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi.</title><content type='html'>I like this picture. Everybody looks pretty here. Thank you Faridah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 411px; height: 309px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/school-fy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;That holds all your memories&lt;br /&gt;A lifetime of crushes and your broken dreams&lt;br /&gt;To be anywhere but here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But baby anywhere is away from me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224552956841028829-839235728328841777?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/839235728328841777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/839235728328841777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi.html' title='hi.'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-2462371592741099024</id><published>2009-12-17T09:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T10:13:22.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm in LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 275px; height: 275px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/true-4.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early in the morning, took out my black notebook, grabbed my pencil case and headed back to my room. Then I began writing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Raja Singh&lt;/span&gt; (in cursive) [ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Above it, I will paste a picture or two of me and him if Linds gets it developed. Insyallah.&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And all the memories I had with him. It's just experiences, not even memories. Someone please shake me back into real life. &lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why am I even telling you guys this?!!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&gt; He helped carry the old man back at the medical camp. I saw his shoes up close ( a picture of nigga on the black shoe). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-&gt; I wanted to move the bench and he went and help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-&gt; He left for a while after medical camp was over.. to change. [so hot i tell you] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;From &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;grey&lt;/span&gt; and light&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; grey&lt;/span&gt; stripes tee shirt to adidas &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt; vest and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt; long sleeve shirt. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-&gt; I asked for his name and he told me. Then his friend laughed. I regretted not telling him my name. Pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;-&gt; The prize giving to the kids; stood near him and shouted at his ears. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Right Yasmin and Lindsay?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Took pictures with him and his friend. He did the same pose as me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;*floating*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&gt; I was going to the cooking area and had to pass the entrance (seats), he was there. And I accidentally, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;not on purpose okay (!)&lt;/span&gt;, tripped over him and sort of nearly fell, but didn't. He said 'Sorry!'. Then I continued walking. At the cooking area, he tapped my shoulder so I looked at him and he passed me the santa hat. (Every volunteer was wearing the santa red and white hat with the white ball thingy at the top). [Next part: Confidential]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-&gt; Oh! After he came back (changed), I asked Prem (one of the volunteers), if they were staying till night and he said Yes. I was so smiling. And he told the rest. :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-&gt; The last part; We had to leave and I was darn sad. When I passed him on the way back, I touched his hair, like the kind I would disturb Fitri. Heh. And I shouted Bye and walked away. Then I was sad.. And sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 367px; height: 275px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/lol-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay damn I'm shy already.&lt;br /&gt;:V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shonaaaaaaaaa.. upload please.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;16th Dec &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Anniversary Mum and Dad! How many years alr uh? 20?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;I am currently busy till the 23rd Dec.&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to go Sentosa with STC peeps. But cancelled. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;17 Dec -&gt;&gt; Tamp Library..&lt;br /&gt;18 - 19 Dec -&gt;&gt; Johor BBQ with family and sis' friends.&lt;br /&gt;21- 23 Dec -&gt;&gt; Council Retreat Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(!) Note: Must force self to go.&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/8224552956841028829-2462371592741099024?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/2462371592741099024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/2462371592741099024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-love.html' title='in love.'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-1440134266133474594</id><published>2009-12-15T15:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T15:48:08.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary of the whole 14 days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The people there are mixed (look Japanese, Korean, Indonesian, Nepalese) but they speak a common language; either Hindi or Kasih.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Horizoners are cool. (Razy, Selina, Lindsay, Ning, Mun Mun, Mr.Dennis, Shona, Li Ping, Lisa, Caline, Muhsin, Yasmin, Haiqal, Jane and yours truly)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to visit the waterfall-s, cave, highest peak of Shillong, sight seeing. It was awesome.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didn't bring camera (!! : cause it was spoilt at the last minute) and also, enough clothes to last for the two weeks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The slum area was an eye-opener. The place, the environment, the food. It was darn sad.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feeding the children nutrition Vitameal was not that good. Made a lot of Horizoners sick.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Muhsin was the joker of the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Li Ping, Caline, Jane, Shona: contagious laughter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mun Mun - BHB to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I fell in 'like' with this volunteer on the second last day of the journey, at the slum area. Name: Raja Singh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Haiqal thought the doctor who did the blood pressure was pretty. Doctor Shoba.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shona fell in 'like'/love with Guomang, Peace and Ben. Esp Ben whom Lindsay says look like Johnny Depp. Seriously. Quite hot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mun Mun like David. And I think he's nice too. Iba is nice too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Took 6 airplanes in total and it gave me and Yasmin blocked-ears. I don't like.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I like the part where airplanes are starting to take off. The feeling is shiok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos = when Shona, Lins, Razy, anyone upload okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224552956841028829-1440134266133474594?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/1440134266133474594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/1440134266133474594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/12/back.html' title='back.'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-3564280336947447306</id><published>2009-12-02T15:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T16:16:10.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye.</title><content type='html'>I am gunna miss youuuuuu. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so nervous. I think it's normal. After like, 5 years or longer, of not taking the plane. I'm taking it later, at 9pm. Uhhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 365px; height: 261px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/plane.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of fears you know. Like, touch wood situation. What if my luggage is lost? What if I(!!) get lost there? What if one of us were to be kidnapped? What if the airport officer found something in my bag that is not supposed to be there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. I should calm down. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*SCREAMS&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my remedy. Listen to NeverShoutNever songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big City Dreams&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On The Brightside&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trouble&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;15 days. Oh India, here I come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Singapore. :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224552956841028829-3564280336947447306?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/3564280336947447306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/3564280336947447306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/12/bye.html' title='bye.'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-8759540227959061829</id><published>2009-12-01T13:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T14:55:40.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/summer.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just dont feel comfortable being anyone's girlfriend. I don't actually feel comfortable being anyone's anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like being on my own. Relationship are messy and people's feelings gets hurt. Who needs it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summer:&lt;/span&gt; Do you have a thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tom: &lt;/span&gt;What thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summer:&lt;/span&gt; Do you.. like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tom:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah. Yeah. Of course I like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summer:&lt;/span&gt; As friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tom: &lt;/span&gt;Right. As friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summer: &lt;/span&gt;Just as friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tom: &lt;/span&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summer:&lt;/span&gt; Okay good. Cause I think your interesting and I want us to remain as friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S:&lt;/span&gt; You okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T: &lt;/span&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S: &lt;/span&gt;You sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T:&lt;/span&gt; Uh, I have something to ask you.. What are we.. doing actually?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S: &lt;/span&gt;I thought we were going to the movies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T:&lt;/span&gt; No.. Uh, what are we exactly..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S: &lt;/span&gt;I don't know.... I don't care. I'm happy. Aren't you happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah.. Yeah, I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tom:&lt;/span&gt; Nice to meet you, I'm Tom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt; I'm Autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh love is just pure coincidence alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;-500 days of Summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224552956841028829-8759540227959061829?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/8759540227959061829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/8759540227959061829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/12/summer-i-just-dont-feel-comfortable.html' title=''/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-5613574863787068694</id><published>2009-11-29T15:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T13:52:13.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flight details</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;flight details&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Departure:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singapore - Bangkok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;s&gt;- Kolkata - Guwahati&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd Dec &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Changi Airport Terminal 1&lt;br /&gt;9pm flight&lt;br /&gt;TG 410&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I'll be there by 6pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrival:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Guwahati - Kolkata -&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bangkok - Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15 Dec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Changi Airport Terminal 1&lt;br /&gt;11.15am arrival&lt;br /&gt;TG403&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224552956841028829-5613574863787068694?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/5613574863787068694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/5613574863787068694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/11/flight-details.html' title='flight details'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-5708803294917510313</id><published>2009-11-29T21:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T21:56:00.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on the brightsideeeeeeeee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 323px; height: 323px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/cute-6.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hi cutiepie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 292px; height: 220px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/cute2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sincere look..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+--+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays make me a messy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know this table where I put my books and do my homework. This space I have at home that belongs to me only during every other day other than Hari Raya or any occasion (cause it will be used). Holidays = very messy table. My books are organized, thank god. My worksheets, pencil case, books.. all so.. messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even imagine cleaning it now. Maybe later. (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+--+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm in LOVE with this song ---&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;On The Brightside&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Never Shout Never&lt;/span&gt;. FVCKIN' POWER! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listen to these words that I have lived by my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;Youre only as tall as your heart will let you be.&lt;br /&gt;And youre only as&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; small&lt;/span&gt; as the world will make you seem.&lt;br /&gt;And when the going gets &lt;/span&gt;rough&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, and you feel like you may fall,&lt;br /&gt;just look on the bright side your roughly six feet tall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+--+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, had a life learning experience again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you are facing a really huge problem, you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;should not&lt;/span&gt; panic. Cause everything will usually turn out well. Thank Allah this. Every downturn I face, I just calm down and mostly everything will be okay.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You should always &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;control your feelings&lt;/span&gt; or your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;words&lt;/span&gt;. Think before you speak. Last time I always have this conversation in my head, I will be saying it in my mind and think about the person's reaction before actually saying it out loud. Now not anymore. Okay the main point is.. you will never know when you might hurt somebody just by your words. So, please think before you let out any words.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Life is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;full of drama&lt;/span&gt;. There will never be a time where your life will be completely neutral. If it is, it means that something is going to happen and you better brace yourself for it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;That's all folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I sure have a lot to say today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+--+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was home alone after sister went for Mr Gan's (the teacher) wedding and I made my way to KFC and bought fillet burger meal + the drumstick and cheesy bbq meltz meal, too. Just for myself. I can so eat huh? Two drinks somemore. And, I got my Edusave!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224552956841028829-5708803294917510313?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/5708803294917510313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/5708803294917510313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/11/holidays-make-me-messy-person.html' title='on the brightsideeeeeeeee.'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-6986861653057722583</id><published>2009-11-29T13:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T15:45:46.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new moon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edward&lt;/span&gt;: I don't want you.. to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bella&lt;/span&gt;: You don't want.. me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried when Edward left Bella. I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn it. I had like 5 mins into the ending and the website.. o.0. Wtf siazxzx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole show was err.. okay. I give it a thumbs up for making all my feelings jumbled up at the right moment, had an adrenaline rush. Worth it. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still in Team Edward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224552956841028829-6986861653057722583?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/6986861653057722583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/6986861653057722583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-cried-when-edward-left-bella.html' title='new moon.'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-2553963996568992711</id><published>2009-11-28T10:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T10:53:25.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/true-3.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hr passed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224552956841028829-2553963996568992711?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/2553963996568992711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/2553963996568992711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/11/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-2659603873727466918</id><published>2009-11-28T09:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T09:57:20.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never shout never, but i just did.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i482.photobucket.com/albums/rr182/Amanda_Hunte/Never%20Shout%20Never/120280506r120280507.jpg" alt="never shout never Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to download all Never Shout Never songs cause they rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is supposed to be fun, let's see how it turns out. (Outing and shopping and eating with one and only sis, Hanee!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224552956841028829-2659603873727466918?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/2659603873727466918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/2659603873727466918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/11/never-shout-never-but-i-just-did.html' title='never shout never, but i just did.'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-5783740240211501881</id><published>2009-11-26T02:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T20:43:27.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 AM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 393px; height: 293px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/DSC01017.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Uh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2.55 AM and I am still awake.&lt;br /&gt;You must think I'm crazy but I doubt so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now was cool. After FLC meeting was over (super fun actually!!), headed to Simpang Bedok with Yasmin and Razy. Cabbed there, Razy's kachings, I had motion sickness. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached there, ordered. Yasmin's food came first and Razy got his second. But the azz-huls gave him his food wrongly and he was kind of pissed la. We waited darn long man. Then my food arrived. His too. We ate. And left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I lost my blogging skills already. Damn.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;And you can see my from my blog, I put 200 posts in one page already. Don't complain uh if no archives.&lt;/s&gt; 10 posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I miss all the fun times I see in my blog,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;the late night chats, but I can't complain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I was the one who put us in this position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;And no, I'm not regretting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin and I agreed that we do not like to eat out with guys. Cause when they treat us or something, it makes us feel guilty. And we don't like it. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 3.00 already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN THINGS IM THINKING OF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I can't wait to go to India.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I can't sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;It's hot right now. I didn't on the fan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Sis is having prom when I'm at India.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I can't wait to sell stuffs tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;How come I'm not sleepy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I'm thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I miss things that I'm supposed to miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I like fairytales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done. Ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what. (Insert No-I-don't here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy how things are in movies. How the people are so.. (Idk). How fun their life is. How romantic their plot is. How perfect the hero is. Or anything like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause in real life, none of them are true. And we all keep wishing. And wishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My high hopes:&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a designer, photographer, actress, performer, emcee. Oh bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really lotsa words. I congratulate you if you are reading this. Whooooooooooh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224552956841028829-5783740240211501881?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/5783740240211501881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/5783740240211501881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/11/uh-hiii.html' title='3 AM'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-630133676941629830</id><published>2009-11-25T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T22:26:48.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictureees.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 223px; height: 298px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/np1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Jia Hui. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 291px; height: 218px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/np3.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'belated' birthday people. :P See, orange and blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 319px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/np4.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gorgeous Jeannette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 326px; height: 245px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/np7.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foong Kit, Shi Hsiang, .., Jia Hui! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 233px; height: 309px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/np6.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pokey Man! Han Ming = Epic Guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 429px; height: 323px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/np5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who stayed till night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224552956841028829-630133676941629830?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/630133676941629830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/630133676941629830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/11/pictureees.html' title='pictureees.'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-8136060055853385034</id><published>2009-11-25T11:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T12:11:08.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Words for now. Pictures when Jean uploads and compiled with Arshad's. !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NP Chalet was yesterday and around 15 people attended overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Arshad, Foong Kit, Valerie, Jia Hui, Izwah and her sister, Nuriz, Jeannette, Juliana, Han Ming, Han Rui, Shi Hsiang, Dennis, Ghangaa and Yao Ming. (By order or arrival!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuriz left when we left for Jean's house.&lt;br /&gt;Izwah and her sister left when we were leaving from the supermarket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Absolutely fun&lt;/u&gt; was yesterday's overall feeling. Biked for a few hours and rested at Bedok Jetty. Then when we came back to the chalet, the boys 'stacked' on each other. Began barbecue-ing, with help from Jean's mom and her. Ghangaa came, Juliana gave Ghangaa her flower, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kallang Lily?!&lt;/span&gt;, I don't know what and Ghangaa gave Juliana her birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Han Ming, Arshad, Jia Hui and I left to watch the sunset or part of it anyway. Snap some pictures and returned to the chalet. By that time, food were already cooked. Eat, ate, talk, talked. Took a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lot&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; lot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;of pictures, since I was holding Jean's camera most of the time. ^^ I love her camera, all the pictures turned out nice. But the flash was killing our eyes. Ghangaa and Hsi Shiang were so.. hilarious? Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the barbecue, Jean &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ahem ahem ahem"&lt;/span&gt;-ed so me and her went up the room and get the presents ready. Surprise for Ghangaa and Juliana.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Blue&lt;/span&gt; rose, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; care-bear and tiramisu cake for Ghangaa and coincidentally, she wore &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;! :D &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Orange&lt;/span&gt; rose, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt; care-bear and strawberry cake for Juliana, and she wore &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt;! Like, power lor. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biked around with Foong Kit and Shi Hsiang, with Jia Hui. Went to the beach and snap some pictures. Haha. Damn hard to take nice shots cause the sand was so.. sandy? Uh, Han Ming. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then biked back and Foong Kit crashed into my bike, thus a small one line wound came up. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yada yada and when the clock strikes 9, Jia Hui decided to go home. We tried to leave, but Juliana kept asking us to take a bite from the cake, Jeannette asked us to eat the watermelon, find/found my visor cap, wanted to take picture (this part look at Ghangaa) :P. In the end, left at 9.30++. Thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mr Pokey Man --&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Han Ming, Yao Ming and Foong Kit for sending me, Jia Hui and Arshad to the underpass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to the super far yet near bus stop and took 16 home, while Jia Hui took 55 and Arshad trailed my bus. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Super&lt;/span&gt; fast uh Arshad. I was so worried for him cause he cycled and couldn't board the bus. So ended up he biked all the way back to Bedok Inter. He reached just a few minutes after I arrived. And he was in sweat. Amira, your boyfriend power uh. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, home. Bladdy bastard brother. Pfft!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224552956841028829-8136060055853385034?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/8136060055853385034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/8136060055853385034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/11/fun.html' title='FUN!'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-8241705227363560079</id><published>2009-11-23T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:32:06.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>superman.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 270px; height: 202px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/Jim_Lee_Superman.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was super day today.&lt;br /&gt;Out with that guy up there. ^^&lt;br /&gt;No further comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224552956841028829-8241705227363560079?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/8241705227363560079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/8241705227363560079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/11/superman.html' title='superman.'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-4158705112661315893</id><published>2009-11-22T18:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:44:02.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>00.00</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 387px; height: 291px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/love-10.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me smile like the sun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fall out of bed, sing like bird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dizzy in my head, spin like a record,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crazy on a Sunday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This picture looks good with the lyrics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224552956841028829-4158705112661315893?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/4158705112661315893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/4158705112661315893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/11/0000.html' title='00.00'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-5004677181119773455</id><published>2009-11-21T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T22:26:49.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOMZX.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WENT SHOPPING !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, with Mumster and sister. Mum gave us 100 bucks at first, but raise it up to 150 bucks each cause sister bought a lot of stuffs. From Parkway Parade -&gt; Ang Mo Kio -&gt; Orchard -&gt; Simei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of things I bought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blue Biker Jacket !!!!! (30 bucks)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Black Visor Cap ! (20 bucks)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 ___ ( 8 each)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everlast Shorts ( 15 bucks)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 socks for shoes thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I looooooove the biker jacket ! Sister got this printed black biker jacket and it's just BOOMZX. Lol. She bought a lot of stuffs. Pictures next time. (Her camera = her own sweet time to upload)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome and looooong man. Got out of the house with this 'shoe/slipper' but it was darn uncomfortable and gave me two blisters on each feet. Sis wore her white shoe/slipper and it made her feet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched at Fish and Co and it was.. okay I guess. Dinner at Changi General Hosp's QiJi with them and Mak Long, Kak Dada and Aqilah (&lt;- very sombong girl, haha)  Then mum changed money for her trip with dad and Tokku and some money for my India trip.  I can't wait to go to India. Clothes. (Tick) Money. (Tick)  Mum and dad's leaving tmr and we have already stock up food till the day I leave. Maybe sis is sending me off, together with the friends or something. Cool. Means I won't have to sleepover at Yasmin's. Awwwh, haha. Nevermine.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love today.&lt;/span&gt; Omanyi, kamsa hamida!! (Translation: Mother, thank you!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope FFDC was awesome today! Sorry I didn't get to go. Had to follow mum. ^^Y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224552956841028829-5004677181119773455?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/5004677181119773455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/5004677181119773455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/11/boomzx.html' title='BOOMZX.'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-3501947754688052032</id><published>2009-11-20T15:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T16:15:41.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bugis !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/DSC01018.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 336px; height: 450px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/DSC01021.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 334px; height: 249px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/DSC01023.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 335px; height: 251px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/DSC01027.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 336px; height: 250px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/DSC01031.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up to my family's ramblings and a text from Bangs-Lady. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bugis Library/ Central Public Library with Yasmin! Asked Qazimah along but she couldn't make it. Called Iskandar/Dad and he said he'll meet us after his prayers.. but he couldn't make it too. So next week yeah, Isk. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at the coffee shop power at Bugis and I ordered Mushroom Chicken Noodle while Yasmin ordered Lor Mee. Super shiok, but I wanted the Sliced Fish Soup after I placed my order. Wtheck. It's okay. Nice nice nice meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around and I bought a few pins. Butterflies, Yasmin's favourite. Haha. Then we had dessert. Lol. Ice cream. ^^ Somebody was so darn smart to buy 2 lemon scoops. *Looks around* I bought Chocolate something something. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala. Finally went to the library and got lost. Thanks to Yasmin for leading me up, up and away.. -.- Lol. Got five new books !!!!! Plus Yasmin's Wednesday Letters ! I liiiiiike!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Mind my excitement please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K then we made our way to Popular and Art Friend where I bought pens from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who spend more? Me obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that Yasmin likes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rainbow or ANYTHING colourful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Butterflies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;( I forgot)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Haha k, Sayang kamu banyak banyak. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more pictures. (&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=2860766&amp;amp;id=716862491#/album.php?aid=127417&amp;amp;id=716862491"&gt;CLICK!&lt;/a&gt;, if you have Facebook, you can see.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224552956841028829-3501947754688052032?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/3501947754688052032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/3501947754688052032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/11/bugis.html' title='bugis !!'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-8381583982692343884</id><published>2009-11-19T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T18:44:46.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>empty.</title><content type='html'>Today morning, woke up early and followed Mum to Anderson Primary School at Ang Mo Kio cause Umidah ordered Mum's chocolate cakes, 5 of em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to eat at Chaco's. Chicken and Chips. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes ago, I just ate four honey glazed chicken wings made by mum. Super delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life revolve around food. I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of Bugis Library tomorrow. Who wanna tag along? 0.0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224552956841028829-8381583982692343884?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/8381583982692343884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/8381583982692343884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/11/empty.html' title='empty.'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-1614951876109293751</id><published>2009-11-18T22:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T22:40:37.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out.</title><content type='html'>Faizal is out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;:O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 171px; height: 314px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/fai.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. Cheer up man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brighter side, I'm sure you'll have a lot of offers after this. Maybe singing or modelling or some drama. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm praying hard that Sezairi will become Idol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224552956841028829-1614951876109293751?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/1614951876109293751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/1614951876109293751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/11/out.html' title='out.'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-17961275859806585</id><published>2009-11-18T18:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T19:11:11.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bbq pixzx.</title><content type='html'>Finally pictures of me, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ on Mak Long's birthday. Some pictures cause I am oh so lazy to post the rest. Haha. Thanks Unc Mail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 398px; height: 265px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/bbq1-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mum, Mamok, Kak Amy,.. , Sis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 403px; height: 268px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/bbq2-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sis, Aunty Shida,.. , Abg Janjan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 401px; height: 267px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/canon351.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Most of my aunts. (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum, Mami, Mak Long, Mamok, Ma Baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 395px; height: 263px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/canon327-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blur picture but I liiike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 394px; height: 261px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/canon329.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad,.. , Sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Please do not focus on my two toned arm thank you very much)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224552956841028829-17961275859806585?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/17961275859806585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/17961275859806585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/11/bbq-pixzx.html' title='bbq pixzx.'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-7827115495464660068</id><published>2009-11-18T13:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T19:02:10.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopaholic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;SHIATE MAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad to say that I've fallen in love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a winter jacket from &lt;a href="http://blogshopping-s.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/winter.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. I want the black one. But for sure it will take a long time before it will fall in my arms. So I should just forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the mean time, I'm going to do what I do best. Windowshop at the blogshops. Uhhh. I'm feasting my eyes. 0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like windowshopping at the blogshops cause it helps me control my emotions. Haha, WTFISH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw a bucketbag for sale. Check. Bucketbag goes to my shopping list.&lt;br /&gt;I also want blings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Japan products. The hair brush which can curl your hair, the fringe clipper. It amazes me. So creative.. And cute. See this website &gt;&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.shopaholic-paradise-86.blogspot.com/"&gt;Click&lt;/a&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/8224552956841028829-7827115495464660068?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/7827115495464660068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/7827115495464660068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/11/shopaholic.html' title='shopaholic.'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-2498543454385307077</id><published>2009-11-17T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T13:45:09.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fucking nice show.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ez9WpczPrkY&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/ez9WpczPrkY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 8 of 21 of Eiffel.. I'm in Love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can die out of sweetness in this show. Wow. Even after watching it for the 7th time, the feelings I get when I watch this remains the same. I love Samuel Rizal. Uhhhs, melts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224552956841028829-2498543454385307077?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/2498543454385307077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/2498543454385307077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/11/fucking-nice-show.html' title='fucking nice show.'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-531888952123843911</id><published>2009-11-17T12:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T12:24:56.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 426px; height: 284px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p320/whitemonkeymurni/happyabout-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I should start working on my list for the above. ^^ This picture somehow gives me some inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT'S ONLY FREAKIN' 12?!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For goodness sake, I should go make some time to go to Bugis Library and just wander around. Shall do that some time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day cooped at home feels like I'm dying. Shiate man. I want to go out. ($.$)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224552956841028829-531888952123843911?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/531888952123843911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/531888952123843911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/11/o.html' title='O:'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-5223099869001738135</id><published>2009-11-16T19:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T19:54:00.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back.. ?</title><content type='html'>Today was another great day. Had a lot of fun with my best best friend, the-bangs-lady, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yasmin Banu Abdullah. &lt;/span&gt;I want to know who the heck this H East Spring guy is man. Hahahahahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally went to Banquet at Bugis and ordered food I wanted. And then headed to 18 Clinic for jabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silver shoe I wore today gave me 6 blisters and it made me whineeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go to India with the fellow Horizoners! Whoooooooooh.  Haiqal will/may be treating Lindsay to B&amp;amp;J's ice cream cause she said she will be nice to him. Hahaha. Shona wanted doughnut. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework-s, here I come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224552956841028829-5223099869001738135?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/5223099869001738135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/5223099869001738135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/11/back.html' title='back.. ?'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224552956841028829.post-5186222146587322636</id><published>2009-11-16T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T08:37:17.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):::::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s(he) be(lie)ve(d)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8224552956841028829-5186222146587322636?l=miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/5186222146587322636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224552956841028829/posts/default/5186222146587322636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscreant-masquerade.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='):::::'/><author><name>munn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02880198567026962546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06507117361937283644'/></author></entry></feed>