<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:34:15.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DeViLiSh cRaft</title><subtitle type='html'>err...loadz of stuffs 'bout mah life...i guess...sheeshhh</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>110</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-110489688858923710</id><published>2005-01-05T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T11:48:08.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*meditating*ive been a bit off lately. not being mahself. completely a messed up person. mah self-consciousness is absolutely deteriorating. veri much lykely im gonna hav to psyche mahself up for the upcoming things to which i dun quite remember wad are coming up. hell shit. i dun even noe wad im talking abt.so yeah. no im not on off 2dae. i chose da job as a part time one since im not really</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/110489688858923710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/110489688858923710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2005_01_02_archive.html#110489688858923710' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-110370762930475588</id><published>2004-12-22T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T17:27:09.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>uh...derez no part 2 for da job interview cos i got da job. hehe.... observation day wuz not dready lyke wad i had expected. yes2 i got da job. currently, da company im werking in is werking on a fund raising drive for uima (united indian muslims association). it requires all da staff to go all over sg to collect donations for dis organisation. well basically, soliciting money frm public. heh. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/110370762930475588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/110370762930475588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_12_19_archive.html#110370762930475588' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-110320872770283258</id><published>2004-12-16T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T22:52:07.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>job interview part one.= ain and i were da first few to reach da place.= interview begun at 2pm.= venue: aljunied.= job: events coordinator.= supervisor: iskandar.= hez lame.= he cracked a "howz charlie" joke to 3 frens.= hez super nice.= he gave out a $600 bonus once and bet hez gonna do it again.= his dad once taught in riverside.= he wun tell us whu is dad is.= wen i sed i wuz frm</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/110320872770283258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/110320872770283258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_12_12_archive.html#110320872770283258' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-110302587558361578</id><published>2004-12-14T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T20:08:18.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i bet sizzie's gonna go bonkers wit dis pic. hehe... cos i did. wooh. i dun find mahself DAT fanatic over him lyke sum pple. *grins* im contradicting mah point i suppose. but waddahell.da pic actually reminds me of faris. uh... an arabian-malay. my frens shud noe whuz he is. wahahaha. hez no one special lah. juz dat hez a long forgotten fren whom i remembered wen i saw da mag cover. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/110302587558361578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/110302587558361578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_12_12_archive.html#110302587558361578' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-110298774018577052</id><published>2004-12-14T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T09:30:55.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and so...ive decided to spare moosey a life. cos he provided yummilicious taufik photos during da hip hop fest. i wuz kinda anticipating da whole ting but unexpectedly AND unfortunately too, mah parents went berzerk and decided not to let me go. SHEESH.BIG thank you to you, moosey for being a wonderful fren. i mean not cos of da taufik photos onli lah. im not DAT heartless. wahaha....ok</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/110298774018577052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/110298774018577052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_12_12_archive.html#110298774018577052' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-110259337458384683</id><published>2004-12-09T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T19:57:53.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dis pic cheered me up a lil todae. its mah most favourite kitten. i mean was. past tense. its dead. eekz. its a he. da name wuz ciko. im clueless as to why i gave dat name. prollie cos ive got to name loadz of dem. around 7 i tink. but ciko's mah fav. shoo cute....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/110259337458384683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/110259337458384683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_12_05_archive.html#110259337458384683' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-110256578570317392</id><published>2004-12-09T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T12:16:25.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i swear its a fucken werld out dere.had sum kind of a tiff wit mah mom yesterdae. so what if i had bought shoes wit mah own money? gosh. she went on saying dat now shez retired i shud save money and not spend on mah own liking and dat i will not survive without money if she were to be dead yakity yak yak yak. i mean wad da fuck? itz juz a pair of shoes for fuckingness sake! plus ive not been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/110256578570317392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/110256578570317392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_12_05_archive.html#110256578570317392' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-110241764159776896</id><published>2004-12-07T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T19:07:21.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>da pics are FINALLY up.i'll find anuther time to update. urmph. sowwie.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/110241764159776896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/110241764159776896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_12_05_archive.html#110241764159776896' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-110109954857940408</id><published>2004-11-22T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T12:59:08.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wahahaha!! i read ina's blog abt da iced mocha thingy dat ain's cuzzin treated us to. haha! wuz it realli spiked?! no wunder i felt a a bit uh.... high? mebbe its da caffeine in dat thing? ok well. letz hope ain's cuzzin did spike da drink. ooooppss....no i mean letz hope not. but owel i thank him fer treating us dat drink. it wuz yummilicious niwae. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/110109954857940408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/110109954857940408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_11_21_archive.html#110109954857940408' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-110103708942047658</id><published>2004-11-21T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T19:38:09.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tensed. datz wad i feel now. i noe tml will be da day whereby everyone (i mean da rez whu havent finish o's) wud declare demselves free from all evils(da o's). i hav a bloody feeling dere gonna be more burden coming. i dunno. itz wad mah instincts told me. yes2 i noe mah instincts suck but dis time im sure pressure will dawn on me. *sigh*owel. da other dae. uh fridae. yepp. went town wit fifi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/110103708942047658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/110103708942047658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_11_21_archive.html#110103708942047658' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-110033834575318026</id><published>2004-11-13T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T17:38:42.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hi hi all! gonna be a quickie here. gotta help mommy do last min cooking. surprisingly mah dad asked her to cook. usually we juz order da food and stuff. but hey. its a great start after a long time not celebrating raya like dis. haha....so yea..my niece is gonna pop by later. dunno why lah da mum wanna meet mommy. owel. shuckz. aniwae, since ive got no time to hand our personal hari raya cards</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/110033834575318026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/110033834575318026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_11_07_archive.html#110033834575318026' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-109991371932298206</id><published>2004-11-08T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T19:35:19.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hrmm.... read nafeesa's blog. kinda moved by da post she made yesterdae. itz abt afique's grandpa whu passed away. my condolences to you.her entry had made me tink about the raya celebrations ive had ever since my bro passed away. well no doubt losing sumone whu was practically with u everyday of his life taking care of you, caring for you, being a friend to you, is certainly a depressing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/109991371932298206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/109991371932298206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_11_07_archive.html#109991371932298206' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-109962698630914869</id><published>2004-11-05T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T11:56:26.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ouh wad a start of o levels. itz been hectic with hours of last minute revision as well as the legend of da panda eyes. yea im talking abt dose lil baggies under mah eyes. owel. if its for mah future, i dun mind having baggies. heh. Monday [011104]higher malay paper 1 @ 0800hrs.higher malay paper 2 @ 1400hrs.both papers were uh not so difficult but hey...im not too sure if i get dem correct</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/109962698630914869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/109962698630914869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109962698630914869' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-109896036761497762</id><published>2004-10-28T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T18:46:07.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ahakz! waddup people...oh well. today's bio practical wuz fun! and not fergetting interesting. i realli dunno wad other werds can describe it. hehe...other then testing urine, blood plasma, bile and saliva, we had to draw out a prawn. wooh~ owel, since mrs chua reminded us abt making our drawing big, mine wuz huge! and i wuv it! and and we had to separate da tail and draw dem out. wad can i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/109896036761497762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/109896036761497762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_10_24_archive.html#109896036761497762' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-109799398674693701</id><published>2004-10-17T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T14:48:00.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well... yeah ive decided to uh reopen dis thing here. juz wanna share sum memorable events which took place dis year. err...da onez which i wuznt able to share since i closed down mah blog. hmm.... owel herez juz sum of dem. oh mind you...dey are linkies.Sports Day Class PhotoRacial Harmony Class PhotoDee Graduating Lot 1Dee Graduating Lot 2Apple, Me and FizNational Day Group Photo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/109799398674693701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/109799398674693701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_10_17_archive.html#109799398674693701' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-109214190321644395</id><published>2004-08-10T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T20:46:50.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(recollectin' events on friday)da sec 4's hav bin doin it fer da uh past 2 yrs or so. uh i mean putting on a red shirt fer da national day's celebrations in sch. frankly speaking, laz yr's ndp celebration wuz great. wit da whole bunch of laz yr's graduating batch and all. uh. yah i hafta admit it lah. dey are certainly a whole bunch of noisy enthu pple. dat is so mah style. and wit dem being </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/109214190321644395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/109214190321644395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_08_08_archive.html#109214190321644395' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-109007357711567180</id><published>2004-07-17T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T22:12:57.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"oohh datz totally plastic...." datz how i went on abt most of da tings todae. haha... ryte. so yar... da whole grp went to watch mean girls. it wuz OKAY LAR. i'd rate it as umm... 3.5 glitterie stars? yea. shud be. lindsay lohan luked a wee bit fatso in dere. and oh goshh.... yesterdae i bought a skirt. adui... of all colours i picked pink. not dat im against pink budden ive neva agreed to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/109007357711567180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/109007357711567180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_07_11_archive.html#109007357711567180' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108972703443833746</id><published>2004-07-13T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T21:57:14.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and it cud've been a 1.10i fink he 4got abt it lah. i mean nahh... ferget abt it. do-oh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108972703443833746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108972703443833746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_07_11_archive.html#108972703443833746' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108972693772786108</id><published>2004-07-13T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T22:00:25.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im partially dead. notinglah. juz expressing mah uh... how do i say it. urgh. im lost fer werds.da lethargy im feeling is juz beyond explanation of werds. im so caught up wit tings dat im losing mah senses again. i juz cant afford to waste time. wasting time is now a sin fer me. seriously. i mean itz onli a few weeks till prelims. and im so not prepared. yet.im not gonna take any chances </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108972693772786108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108972693772786108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_07_11_archive.html#108972693772786108' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108903947838826263</id><published>2004-07-05T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T23:00:08.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im so fated to meet dat girl again. LOL. umph. so yea. another one of my lone-venture trips. haha... guess whu i met? err... okay. ive alreadi hinted on da gurl. which gurl? wokay now im luffing mah ass out. itz da 'surfer chic' gurl. woozie denggg...and todae. she wore a whole different concept. grunge type clothing. baggy stuff. trust me. she drowned in dose tings. pity pity. i wuz shocked </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108903947838826263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108903947838826263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_07_04_archive.html#108903947838826263' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108892555721523822</id><published>2004-07-04T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T15:19:17.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i felt insulted wen i got to noe dat i din grow. i felt insulted wen i got to noe i gained weight. well... i dun realli fucking care abt dis. cos why. i aint no big shot model. whu claims life as one big fun thang to be in. to be miserably spoilt. okay wad a werd buy yea. im in a state whereby i get over defensive abt mah opinions. so yepp. go ahead. mock me all u want. *rolls eyes* i dun fucking</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108892555721523822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108892555721523822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_07_04_archive.html#108892555721523822' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108850978059438144</id><published>2004-06-29T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T19:49:40.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well um.. school wuz great yesterday. woozie! yepp. after all dose weeks not being able to meet ur classmates n friends. as usual mornings are never mah bez fren. woke up late. hah. dad had to speed. so yea. great adrenaline rush to wake me up tho. wahahaha... higher malay wuz great too. we turned up late. normal thang lah. made up a whole crappy story abt being left behind by da mrt, da bus </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108850978059438144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108850978059438144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108850978059438144' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108824467721541782</id><published>2004-06-26T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T18:12:02.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ive been tinking abt dis quote.i dream alot. haha... but i hope mah dreams will bring me sumwhere. london perhaps? haha....moosey will noe abt dis. since he has da same idea of pursuing studies dere. well, u pple may go 'waddaheck. dese pple tink dey can make dat far?'as i had sed earlier...itz a dream. and it'll alwaez be dere.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108824467721541782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108824467721541782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_06_20_archive.html#108824467721541782' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108816529557111976</id><published>2004-06-25T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T20:08:15.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok so i went out on a venture trip to uh sumwhere alone. ive got no idea why i alwaez do dat. but i gotta do it again sum other time.and sooo....while going back home on da mrt. derez dis gurl whu lukz all surfer n stuff. yes yes. im talking abt da roxy slip ons, shirt, pants, cap, bag. yada yada. u guyz shud noe wad i mean. fully surfer-chic like. im not tryin to insult roxy lovers but hear me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108816529557111976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108816529557111976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_06_20_archive.html#108816529557111976' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108807359762749665</id><published>2004-06-24T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T18:39:57.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>frankly i am so not up to da avoid-saidah-therapy.i dun lyke it at all. dammit. and u claimed ure lonely. fer crying out loud. disgrace man. sucha disgrace. mebbe all dese while ive been dreaming. in mah own la-la land. mebbe i shud hav ignored u frm da start if i knew sumting lyke dis wud happen. mebbe i shud juz ferget u or smtg. but dammit. i cant. dammit. mebbe i cud tell mahself dat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108807359762749665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108807359762749665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_06_20_archive.html#108807359762749665' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108805223514247740</id><published>2004-06-24T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T13:32:25.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mah bloody instincts tells me dat i shudnt bother abt him animore. i mean come on lahh... out wit da shit rather den avoiding rite. as ron wud go, "What the bloody hell was that all about?"might as well u tell me now than never or let da both of us live in guilt and misery. well prollie it wud not be u lah. it wud be me. cos why? im vulnerable. datz why pple can play around wit me tinking dat</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108805223514247740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108805223514247740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_06_20_archive.html#108805223514247740' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108795977173143906</id><published>2004-06-23T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T11:27:32.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wokey. so letz talk abt yesterdae. umm... went out. haha... ok. dat wuz lame. so yeah. i went out wit moosey sara arman. laz min planning rabakz. main intention: 'assist' arman in buying his poly wear. *smirkz*and he took a blardy long time to choose his tings. dere wuz noting in far east he wuz interested in. ooh paragon too. letz juz say he wuz being da economical-typical-singaporean-kiasu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108795977173143906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108795977173143906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_06_20_archive.html#108795977173143906' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108735837980104648</id><published>2004-06-16T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T11:59:39.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sarcastically inclined?im sarci dese daez to everyone. haha. mah sis's totally pissed off. but heck she luffed it off niwae. dun mind me.mah mind is elsewhere dese daez. i had continuous dreamz abt killing pple and satisfaction i get out of it. it wuz lyke a large massacre. wooh. and im freaking mahself out every night.and did i mention dat i saw mah late bro in his room? *reads entry* </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108735837980104648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108735837980104648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_06_13_archive.html#108735837980104648' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108704977384344954</id><published>2004-06-12T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T22:36:34.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CONGRATULATIONS!erm to mah gurls! wooh! letz see...umm... yannie, lela, syila, mimi, fas and farah. fer doing a wonderful job. and not fergetting ifa, fifi, ain n of corse... me. lol.well, letz juz be frank aight. da bloody person who wuz in charge of da music nearly got a kick in da ass by me n ifa. swear. dat dude. pekak kepe. siol. lagu pelan giler. takder oumphh ahh. suar. haha...wadz </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108704977384344954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108704977384344954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108704977384344954' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108678477338253601</id><published>2004-06-09T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T20:43:28.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>holidayz = studying. wad were mah parents tinking. and i dare sae itz fer mah own gd but hell. everydae? i mean i hafta go school n stuff. and den after dat come home study. watch tv. watch hindustan. watch any cd i can watch. obviously, im so not making improvements in studying at home. dey dun lemme go out. wenever i want to, i hafta lie. and believe u me, guilt haunts me. but wdf. im sitting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108678477338253601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108678477338253601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108678477338253601' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108670595641956210</id><published>2004-06-08T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T22:45:56.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>juz a fren. i'll take dat into consideration. save me frm humiliating mahself.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108670595641956210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108670595641956210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108670595641956210' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108670354322936671</id><published>2004-06-08T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T22:05:43.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>come to tink of it, sumone close to u iz being all secretive abt his relationship. i mean come on lahh! making it so bloody fucking obvious. wah lao. *takes a deep breath* no im not pissed. juz IRRITATED. veri IRRITATED. *throws dem a disgusted luk*whatever.ok went out wit fifanidarain and azri todae. thx fer lunch azri. din get da chance to thank u juz now. so yea. headed to paragon. tot of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108670354322936671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108670354322936671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108670354322936671' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108610866771655134</id><published>2004-06-02T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T00:51:07.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i want 130902. period.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108610866771655134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108610866771655134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108610866771655134' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108610211918698288</id><published>2004-06-01T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T23:01:59.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and ouh ya. i forgot to mention dat i envy da president of sg. oh gawd. he got to shake hands and stand alongside shah rukh khan at da iifa 2004. aww sheesh. and damn. how come ifa yannie n lela got to see hrithik roshan like a few feet away. urgh. and i wud have had da chance to take a close look at him if it werent for mah damn uhh... i shall not pursue da matter. owel. and so okay. i wuz lyke </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108610211918698288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108610211918698288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108610211918698288' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108610143643209104</id><published>2004-06-01T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T22:50:36.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ouh. arman's rite. i hate it wen hez rite. haha. no offence dude. but yea. ive been neglecting mah uhh... image? ok no. juz dat ive been neglecting mah face. eekz. i noe i noe. itz well infested wit a whole lot of wad docs wud call pilosebaceous units. urgh. im getting sick offit lar. sick. sick. sick. sick. sick. sick. sick. sick. sick. buekkk.i wish we cud learn abt leaukemia in bio. i mean i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108610143643209104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108610143643209104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108610143643209104' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108597360100565125</id><published>2004-05-31T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T11:25:41.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im gonna be one. wooh. *standing up to do kallang wave*ok. dat wuz crazee. but heck. ever since after mye, mah mind went erm. how shud i put it. juz... not in da rite state of mind. but i am gonna turn mahself to isolation n marry mah books. *chuckles*hell yea. i tink i have enuff discipline to sit down and be a goodie-two-shoes and juz concentrate. dun mind me. im inculcating all da positive</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108597360100565125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108597360100565125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108597360100565125' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108588808243451828</id><published>2004-05-30T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T11:37:45.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yea. stay in school. wokey. ive got ntg better to do now so yea. bleargh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108588808243451828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108588808243451828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108588808243451828' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108574400487754740</id><published>2004-05-28T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T19:33:24.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FANTABULOUS fuh. i mean erm. da zapin. kewl. nice. despite of sum glitches. dey were fine. im so proud of u guys. im gonna be proud-er if u guys make it to da finals. and show wad we malays can do. heh.and yannie darlin. dun be too frantic abt tings. everyting's gonna be fine. lyke sara sed, "ko imagine saidah seblah ko."  so yea. im rite dere. doncha worry.ifa...lek. dun tension. chill. ko</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108574400487754740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108574400487754740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#108574400487754740' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108496769265119387</id><published>2004-05-19T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T19:54:52.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im beginning to feel as tho im falling back. but im not realli assured of his moves n motives. insecurity lurks sumtimes y'noe wad i mean. oh geez. first he saez im DA gurl... and da nxt ting i noe, sumone else wit DA lukz has caught him. how assuring can dat be? i mean... itz lyke totally duh. ok fine. im probably whining too much. shitnitz. but i cant help it sumtimez. itz called gurl </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108496769265119387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108496769265119387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_05_16_archive.html#108496769265119387' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108469667954524838</id><published>2004-05-16T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T16:43:48.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ive missed you.changed da main pic of mah blog. juz sum experimental thingy. so yea. tot of revamping mah whole blog. but hell. too lazy i gez. geez. owel. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108469667954524838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108469667954524838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_05_16_archive.html#108469667954524838' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108463120794943891</id><published>2004-05-15T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T22:28:22.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hrmmm...went out at 10.30am to meet sara n muser. and sara wuz late. fuh. headed to far east. had brunch. searched fer tops. went crazee. muser got lost trying to find both of us. 2.45pm. went to clarke quay mrt. met da rez of dem. waited n waited n waited fer mr guru. he din meet us. we had to call him. he met us at s'pore history museum wit his gf or wife. dunno. so yea. quite chio lar da wife/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108463120794943891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108463120794943891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108463120794943891' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108454761814644124</id><published>2004-05-14T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T23:13:38.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lesson learnt: flaunt wadever u have to irritate pple. hah. im evil.oh geez. if u wanna puke. juz do it. itz bad to keep all dose toxic wastes in ur body. no offence to pple out dere but hell. mah cousin's so against da use of eng PLUS malay in blog entries. i hav no fucken idea why. all i can say is dat i gav him a piece of mah mind. i mean he wuz once a hml student n stuff. so yea. i wuz damn</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108454761814644124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108454761814644124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108454761814644124' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108446152923176543</id><published>2004-05-13T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T23:18:49.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>7.46am. received PE paper. luked at da date. wuz shocked. 13. wad a number. tot abt 1 yr 8 mths. din happen. at all. did da paper. hesley sed it insulted our intelligence. agreed. totally.8.51am. opened sci(phy/chem) paper 1. wuz shocked. again. din noe wad i wuz doing. shaded da answer wich i TOT wuz correct. so yea. practically din do much tinking. xcept wen it came to da realli hardcore hard</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108446152923176543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108446152923176543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108446152923176543' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108315870317818119</id><published>2004-04-28T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T21:47:28.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ooh. *eyes lights up* i found a whole colleczion of mah bdae cardz while searchin fer a particular sumting. owel. and faiz. ur card still has da perfume-y smell. haha. like as if hez readin mah blog. dammit. but hell yea. da smell's still strong lah. fuhh. bleh tahan beb bleh tahan. and dere wuz one frm ms h. sho shweet. and da cardz frm mah clique. and da huge cards frm filzah. hahaa.... she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108315870317818119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108315870317818119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108315870317818119' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108297092258018403</id><published>2004-04-26T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T17:25:29.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i dunno wether dese people hav da disease of 'cant-u-shut-up-at-da-right-moment' or smtg. i mean itz lyke... pls lah. u dun hafta attract attention by shouting and makin da whole werld urz or smtg. shittoz. lyke wad only. da onli ting i can do fer da time being is to sulk. cos i juz cant be bothered to tell dese pple to shut up. itz juz too. erm. itz a waste of energy. bah. i can juz drop dead in</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108297092258018403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108297092258018403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108297092258018403' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108281598633267654</id><published>2004-04-24T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T22:17:44.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ice, oli, sara n our dear fren aziz. thx fer makin mah tagboard a colourful werld of insults. thx a lot guys. seriously. no sarcasm involved here. n thx aziz fer starting da whole ting. oh no no. im not askin u guyz to stop. but chill ah. kiter org mlayu. apa mau gadoh2 n insult2. kalau cam2 cam mana mlayu mau maju. asek bagi chan cine jek maju. alermak. ni aku dah start jadi cam bapak aku bobal </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108281598633267654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108281598633267654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108281598633267654' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108246940905823051</id><published>2004-04-20T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T22:40:41.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ive not been in mah gd books dese daez. hah. i dunno. partially cos da previous performance wuz sucky n pple juz had to aggravate tings. letz juz sae dey got me at da wrong time perhaps.i wonder wadz up it me lately. been 'tormenting' all dose lies n all dose fuckin lame sarcastic remarks. owel. nobody lives happily ever after niwae. i get so fucked up easily. damn. wad is so wrong wit me? pple</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108246940905823051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108246940905823051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108246940905823051' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108213042978949904</id><published>2004-04-16T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T23:57:45.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and yargh one more thang. dun claim dat ure under depression if ure not. unless uve seen a doc whu sed "see me in 3 wks. if ur conditions are getting worse, i might refer u to a specialist." damn. why does everyone keep claiming dat he or she is under depression. dammit. u havent seen da real person wit depession. till u see it, dun claim tings. bloody hell. n ya unless ure sitting fer da </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108213042978949904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108213042978949904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108213042978949904' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108212854016168753</id><published>2004-04-16T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T23:21:30.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sooo....ermm.... juz now wuz sports dae. da laz sports dae fer da graduating students. despite being da laz sports dae, mah class sat back n rilek one corner. i mean not all da time lar. cud say dat we din put in effort to cheer n stuff. but yea. we had fun. we had fun TOGETHER. combined with 4/10. did diz damn mixed-up cheer. n yea. it turned out nice tho. 9/10 rawkz!saw sumone cheering. tot </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108212854016168753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108212854016168753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108212854016168753' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108178105054697749</id><published>2004-04-12T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T22:48:03.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>todae. received amaths tez paper back. wuz stunned at da results. and i PASSED! dammit. i PASSED. da laz amaths tez i passed wuz da ferze chapter. humph. yes. DAT bad. wowee! okae. datz dat. had napfa. hmm... how shud i put it. it wuz okae. hahaha.... partially cos i cant concentrate on standing broad jump due to da fact dat mr ho wuz dere. hahaha.... i mean he olwez goez "pandai-pandai saja. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108178105054697749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108178105054697749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108178105054697749' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108100305043314624</id><published>2004-04-03T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T22:42:46.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i realli found da pic amusing. realli. hahah. nice one yar. and diz one too.rite....letz tok abt yesterday ferze shall we.erm. yesterdae. PE lesson. had fun. nope. we din skip. we had a game of so called captain's ball. and oh yah. b4 PE had an emaths test. i completed da paper juz in time. and out of da blue i remembered mah ex-pri sch principal. hey...woodlanderz out dere. remember mrs </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108100305043314624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108100305043314624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108100305043314624' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108065168608631659</id><published>2004-03-30T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T21:08:51.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tonight's temperature: 29 deg.i dunno. izzit juz me or smtg. day by day, i feel so lonely. very lonely. music didnt help. reading didnt help. blog-hopping didnt help. luking at paz yrz pics made me cry. even dancing didnt help. i feel pointless being in dis werld. not dat i have totz of suicide or wadeva but it seems lyke everyting comez crashing down to me. mdm ow called me to step out of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108065168608631659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108065168608631659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108065168608631659' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108044590137195997</id><published>2004-03-28T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T11:55:13.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happie belated bdae ifa! owel...i sang u a song with da balloon scratches yesterday. wad more cud u ask fer. hahaha... rite.i wuv dis pic. itz da pic of da dae.wokey so yea. we bot her an orangey bag. hope she luvz it tho. haha...had a fun time yesterday. altho it wuz short but yea u guyz wun understand how much it meant to each of da clique. so yea. went out wit family. such a drag. went </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108044590137195997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108044590137195997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108044590137195997' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108031668018002837</id><published>2004-03-26T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T00:01:29.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>noting much to say. i'll update another time so tired lahh.niwae. ive put up mah photo album. itz under dejavu.likes : photo-album.com. so del darl. and dayana whu wanted to take a luk at da photos. feel free now aightz?i shall learn more frm sara abt freewebs.com. sheesh. nite pple!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108031668018002837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108031668018002837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108031668018002837' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108013923901979373</id><published>2004-03-24T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T22:44:06.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wokey. time fer target setting fer mid year.eng: B3hml: A2emaths: B3amaths: C6sci(phy/chem): B4bio: B4humanities: B3not setting too high fer mahself. period.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108013923901979373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108013923901979373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108013923901979373' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-108013728381758315</id><published>2004-03-24T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T22:20:58.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>people come and go in ur lives but frenz leave a print in ur heart.i juz realised one thing. frens DO come n go. especially when u feel that uve alreadi gained trust in dat person. itz juz wrong sumtimes. tings get screwed up wen dey are actualli getting better and better b4 dat. onli frenz whu care and ask abt ur well being can be labelled frenz. im not talking abt casual frens but im talkin </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108013728381758315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/108013728381758315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108013728381758315' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107962154659791888</id><published>2004-03-18T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T23:00:38.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeah...boyz lie. alot. and at da rate dey are lying, i wd rather volunteer mahself to werk as a kuaci picker. i hav no fucking idea wad im crapping shit abt now but da main idea is abt da tradition of lying in da life of da eva so pitiful boys. aint it irony? coz boys are such sweet talkers at ferze but dey turn out as liars. goddamit. as a matter of fact, YOU spoilt da name of manlihood coz </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107962154659791888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107962154659791888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107962154659791888' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107962052329817766</id><published>2004-03-18T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T23:00:56.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to expo with da clique (sara,ifa,ain,yannie n fifi) to be part of da first robotics singapore event thingy. we went dere and dese wuz da sight wich greeted us. hahaha... no offence but err...u guyz werent actually cheering. wherez da rs spirit? so wad if u guyz hav onli half da pple frm njrc? i believe u all can do it. if not fer da award, den fer ur faces. (erk?) hahh...yea. gd luck fer tml</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107962052329817766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107962052329817766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107962052329817766' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107952377221449969</id><published>2004-03-17T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T19:46:09.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ive drawn a fucking BIG cross over ur fucking damn name! fuck it. sum pple are juz born suckerz. and dey'll stay dat way till da day dey screw up deir lives and be buried 6 feet under. goddamit. ive no fucking idea as to who im referring to. no specific pple. so yea. fuck it. reality check. dis person sacrifices everyting fer a specific sumone but not fer a bunch of specific pple. if u pple </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107952377221449969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107952377221449969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107952377221449969' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107927895506567727</id><published>2004-03-14T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T00:00:38.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WE SUCCEEDED! 4/9 rawked da house. literally yea. yea man! we did it guys. i mean we werked shit and we did it! ok so yahh... we won sumting! yay! da moz attractive stall at fiesta riverside. hahha... yea man! sial ahh...damn happy abt it! u shud hav seen da scene we created in da house. i mean when ms h announced dat we won, everyone started screaming and jumping and hugging and all. yay! da </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107927895506567727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107927895506567727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107927895506567727' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107917508120183332</id><published>2004-03-13T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T18:54:33.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>P-U-K-I ah! im so in a suck mood todae. partly cos of certain sumone whu seemed so gaddamn anti social juz now. lyke fuck rite. wad? expect me to come to u ah? wad da fuck! and also partly due to da fact dat da haunted house so not organised. dammit sia.well wadeva ahh.. gonna brief da pple in charge again. dah byk kali brief pon tak masok akal. suar. sumer telinger tak korek kepe sakkk. pekak.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107917508120183332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107917508120183332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107917508120183332' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107909316628438570</id><published>2004-03-12T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T20:09:17.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>letz juz start off dat i had a blardy thursday. i mean yesterday wuz a blardy hell day fer me. dose pple whu knew wad happened at causeway shud noe abt diz. sucky larrr.... lyke waddaheck sial. i appreciated the person 'tegor-ing' me but yea... i gez i wuz too shocked abt it mahself. wad am i crapping. well yea. wadeva. coz itz real sucky wen dat person see you den da person msg u til late nite </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107909316628438570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107909316628438570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107909316628438570' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107867079506256563</id><published>2004-03-07T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T22:49:38.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>guys will alwaez be jerks even tho dey mean so much to us gurls. haiz. chat ngan dayana tadik. no matter how many 'hahaha' she typed and how she assured me dat shez fine, i juz feel dat shez not. i mean shez damn upset n stuff. guyz... letz face reality k? u pple juz dunno howta treasure us gurls. i mean ader ah exceptional parties. so yea.sumone got a new phone line n an N-Gage phone. hah. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107867079506256563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107867079506256563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107867079506256563' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107859155444647845</id><published>2004-03-07T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T01:00:22.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh yar. come to tink offit. i didnt hav much of a birthday celebration diz yr tho. i mean mah bdae's juz sooo boring. u guyz muz be tinking as to why im toking abt mah bdae. juz strayed across mah mind. so yar. i mean yar. mah whole family totally forgot mah bdae. da ferze to wish me wuz faiz. how sad rite. tk ramai org ingat. wek.. but i enjoyed da body worlds trip organised by moose,arman,sara </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107859155444647845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107859155444647845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107859155444647845' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107858907530749759</id><published>2004-03-07T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T00:14:25.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>started da morning with a pinch of spice; 'i believe' by yolanda adams. soundtrack of honey. nice wae to start a morning with a positive attitude tho. went to sch. did da e maths mock exam. it wus ok i gez fer me. cos maths wuz never sumting i cud conquer till today. not being complacent but it wuz easier den any maths paper ive went thru. den afta dat waited fer moose. his 2pm took forever man. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107858907530749759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107858907530749759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107858907530749759' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107815069360349903</id><published>2004-03-01T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T22:22:49.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a b3 isnt a bad tingsheesh.went fer higher malay lessons 2dae and the cekgu juz HAD to record da goddamn o level marks. dammit. like getting b3 isnt demoralising enuf fer me. sak... she still can say "yg dpt a1 dgn a2, awak dah safe eh kirekan. yg dpt b3 and below...awak sure ker nak continue higher malay? sayer 'bimbang' awak tk dpt cope. dan sayer pasti exam hml utk o levels sgt susah."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107815069360349903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107815069360349903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107815069360349903' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107804818337670530</id><published>2004-02-29T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T17:52:37.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>derez an awful load of homewerk plopped on mah desk. so yea...done onli 2 of it... e maths n a maths. gonna get down to business wih humanities after dis. and study 2 chapts of bio. damn lah... 4 long chapts fer bio test on tues. friggin' terrible. dammit.haha... wuz lyke chatting wit del. gosh. missed her. and we were basically complainin' to each other abt stuffs. err... yah... PERSONAL stuff</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107804818337670530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107804818337670530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107804818337670530' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107795466396656328</id><published>2004-02-28T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T15:53:56.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dis entry is a tribute to mah obnoxious yet wonderful bro... EDDY. ahem... thx to me uve got a tribute kay!anihowz... he made it to jc. it wuz a success i had anticipated or shud i say expected he wud get. y'noe... he went on 3 whole days and nights without sleep... err... to study. total wow-ness. and i certainly can say he werked fer it tho it wuz laz min. but it payed off.so yea man...bro </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107795466396656328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107795466396656328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107795466396656328' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107788711115935343</id><published>2004-02-27T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T21:16:33.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>           voila! mah results. dere u go syu...u wanna noe. ahakz... expected a C or sumting coz da images of the alphabet C haunts me evry nite. so yea. got a B3. fine with it. NOT. but alhamdulillah. at least ive got a grade. so yea. but i cried like shit sak juz now. coz of TWO tings. mebbe sum of dem noez abt it.wadever... and arman dude! da hug wuz nice. ahahah.... got mah tension off a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107788711115935343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107788711115935343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107788711115935343' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107737665432742482</id><published>2004-02-21T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T23:35:05.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i wuz on da verge of okay-ness till i looked thru friendster's photo shit. saw photos wich i tot wuz INTERESTING enuf to make me go numb and dumb and and and...stressed up all over again. and suddenly i felt so stupid again. dammit. i swear dat i wuz abt to hammer mah own pc but yea....fer wad. dammit. fuck care ah sakk... datz wad i always say but im bound to overrule mah own limits at times. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107737665432742482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107737665432742482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107737665432742482' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107729656546406736</id><published>2004-02-21T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T01:07:15.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>owel. i decided to put dis pic up to reminisce. haiz. dis pic makes me so happy. haiz.... *dreamy*         sec one orientation camp 2004 -  the strength of the camp</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107729656546406736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107729656546406736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107729656546406736' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107729389014212089</id><published>2004-02-21T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T00:23:40.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gawd... im too lazy to update mah blog nowadays. dammit. dun be a fuckin' lazy idiotlah saidah! fuck u! itz lyke i dun even care abt alot of tings now. wen i mentioned alot... i mean ALOT. of tings. dammit. dammit. dammit. dammit. dammit. dammit. i juz luv dat werd. dammit.im just dis geeky gurl probably lazing around school fer friggin' nothings. im beginning to lose frens. i dunno. i juz </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107729389014212089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107729389014212089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107729389014212089' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107677210186934677</id><published>2004-02-14T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T23:24:15.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow wee...long time no blog. well partly cos im too bz yar and im currently not feeling too well dese daez. i kept dreaming 'bout tumors in mah head. nitemare. dunno wad it meant tho. scaree. dammit.and ho yar. heppi belated bdae to me. wakaka.... so yep yep.. wanna thank mah wonderful clique fer da deli-booty-licious brownies dey baked fer me. AND da top ive been aiming fer. thankz a whole </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107677210186934677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107677210186934677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107677210186934677' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107590576723112742</id><published>2004-02-04T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T23:07:09.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lamer gak aku tak update ini bender. dammit... and fadli, if ure reading diz...do me a favour... leave me ur blog address ya? ahha...coz it disappeared. fuish.aniwaez... din go to sch 2dae. whole body ached lyke shit. din bother to get up. til mah sis had to drag me outta bed at 1000hrs. and itz lyke hell-o...im going to da clinic onli at 1400hrs? but yea got up and pigged out on chips n </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107590576723112742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107590576723112742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107590576723112742' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107503614405727881</id><published>2004-01-25T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T21:11:10.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>holy shit.... da moment i have my amaths lesson tml....wen da clock hitz 0920 hrs... del's alreadi on da plane...haww damn... shez going away!! waaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! altho we've had our err... rivalry.. i still regard her as a close fren. well umm.. datz it... i tink rs is gonna mourn fer da nxt 2 wks or so. bummer. dammit... im crying now.. shit!wokey letz juz hope dat she'll drop by on da wadever</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107503614405727881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107503614405727881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107503614405727881' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107501829506164438</id><published>2004-01-25T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T16:19:38.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wendy: Peter... I should like to give you a kiss. [Peter holds his hand out] Wendy: Don't you know what a kiss is? Peter: Well I shall know when you give me one.                     -an extract frm Peter Pan 2003-haww damn....im drooling over jeremy even before i watch Peter Pan. hah. wad'll happen if i were to watch da show. dammit. dammit. dammit. too bad hez one yr younger den me and hez</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107501829506164438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107501829506164438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107501829506164438' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107493554305536504</id><published>2004-01-24T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T17:21:38.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"im in need of food! argh! i want food! famous amos cookie wud do juz fine. nono....i need food! any food!! arghh!! i can go crazy w/o food! shit.... dammit. im so in need of food!!" sheeshh.... i had da dream last nite... about being hungry. and in dat dream... i sed all dat. hah. umm... yea... i woke up and mah tummy wuz making a whole lot of noise n it was err.... 4 in da morn. gawd... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107493554305536504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107493554305536504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107493554305536504' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107478422747902559</id><published>2004-01-22T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T23:12:30.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ive been restraining mahself frm talking 'bout del but cant resist it lahh. im gonna miss her so much. dammit. dammit. dammit. shez leaving on sucha short note. diz coming monday. how i wish i cud send her off. but yea... i dun play sucha big part in her life but shez a bitch i luv! hahaha... basic irony. and itz lyke... gonna miss her perfume. her giggles. her eyes. her bitchiness. her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107478422747902559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107478422747902559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107478422747902559' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107470486661290940</id><published>2004-01-22T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T01:11:47.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>first tings first... happy wepi crappy bdae to mah errr... loud? sista! YANNIE!!! *clap clap* her bdae wuz on tues. and we gav her a 37 deg tote bag... went to town to hav our so called lunch at cahaya. usual favourites y'noe.... sara n i with da wantan noodles, ain wit da honeydew chicken noodle, ifa wit da oyster sauce chicken rice and YANNIE! with her honeydew chicken rice. and all of us </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107470486661290940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107470486661290940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107470486661290940' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107391965294447328</id><published>2004-01-12T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T23:01:14.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okayyy...im paranoid. i wuz neva sane. thank god im still alive. amin.wokeyy...phrase of da dae: look at dat ass... *yummie*yeah... me, sara n musa met diz guy at mcdonald's. his name iz...ridzam. i tink. sara...wuz it? and hez so chinese-like... oohh.... da nice ass... da funky hairstyle... da cheeky smile.. da nice ass. wait i mentioned dat oredi. hahaha... sara n i were practically </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107391965294447328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107391965294447328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107391965294447328' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107379342001062873</id><published>2004-01-11T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T12:18:22.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh yea man. ive had enuf of pple showing me attitudes. yesterday wuz cca open hse. and it sucked big time. why? coz sum PEOPLE juz wouldnt appreciate wad da commitee members had done. lemme point out to dose reading dis about wad we (da commitee members) had done to prepare fer da muthafucking cca open hse.1. we did da noticeboard ALL over again fer 2 daez up till 7pm.2. we prepared </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107379342001062873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107379342001062873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107379342001062873' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107365386277259322</id><published>2004-01-09T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T21:11:23.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finally blogspot is up n running...it hasnt been werking on mah pc tho. haiz...so dn update largh.. too lazy perhaps. yeahh...i WUZ lazy yarr!~ sec 4 life totally rawkz! i LOVE english language! i LOVE mr guru! ohh yeah! urghh~ lyke wadeva....so long nv update n derez sooo much to tell n all.... haha! where shall i begin?.....*tinkz hard*sec one orientation camp. riteee... very nice </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107365386277259322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107365386277259322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107365386277259322' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107294604333196896</id><published>2004-01-01T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T16:35:42.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>depression-free? hah. nayy... no such things in diz werld nowadayz. life's hectic. one moment itz purrfect and da otha moment, it gets outta control. thx to...uhh....ME.yesterday...i let out everyting to azri. he understood. mah clique knew da whole situation long ago. dey understood.todae. bro eddy talked sum sense into me. not dat bro azri didnt but yea a second bang into da head keepz all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107294604333196896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107294604333196896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107294604333196896' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107293812610434483</id><published>2004-01-01T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T14:22:24.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well yea...happy new year...im saying it fer da sake of saying it coz everyone's doing it. hah.god noez wad u pple mite tink of mah attitude dese few daez. im sucky. juz plain sucky. dammit. which part did dat person din get?i mite as well expect da worst to happen.yeah. da worst. probably i'll be erm... happy. once again. lyke i used to be.new year's resolution. make da bez outta mah </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107293812610434483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107293812610434483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107293812610434483' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107279983819724171</id><published>2003-12-30T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T23:57:35.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>slept juz now but mah sleep had a technical fault. cudnt sleep. tossed n turned till i fell outta bed. ouch. yah it hurts. nah. mah hart hurts more. i tink im under depression. lemme repeat dat...depression. yea. see? juz now im crying sooooooo damn much and now im cracking lame tings. onno...i tink im  sleep-typing. no...i dun tink so...nahh... cudnt be... rite? rite? rite???~ probably im </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107279983819724171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107279983819724171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107279983819724171' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107279273898096513</id><published>2003-12-30T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T22:24:38.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel lyke crying...i dunno why...not mah pms. itz sumting else. itz makin' me feel so....so...down...urghh... no werd can describe wad im feeling now... i so nid a shoulder to cry on...gawd.1) im so damn tired.2) im discouraged by sum OGLs.3) im sick of disappointing mah parents. (yargh...i'll be putting it dwn)4) im sick of having to break sumone's hart.5) im sick of being held </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107279273898096513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107279273898096513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107279273898096513' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107269676789744740</id><published>2003-12-29T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T19:20:05.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> The ULTIMATE personality test brought to you by Quizillahmmz so yah...nuthin' much 2dae tho. onli went fer appointments and went jb to visit grandmama.... dat wuz it. homewerk still not done...ermm...yah...lemme juz repeat dat...not done...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107269676789744740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107269676789744740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107269676789744740' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107252704634869706</id><published>2003-12-27T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T20:11:03.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterdae....'yesterdae..all my troubles seems so far away' hahaha....wokey...so yesterdae turned up at da ogl meeting but as usual...i wuz taking mah time...arrived late with alot of da sub-coms. warhahaha....niceyy...ritey afta dat, rushed off to bugis to teman muser go buy his bag...aiyohh...so lyke cerewet sak...*grins* no offence muser..but yeah...hahha...u knew 'bout it tho. im not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107252704634869706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107252704634869706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107252704634869706' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107228252632721382</id><published>2003-12-25T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T00:15:42.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> What attracts people to you? brought to you by Quizillaam i? wokey peepz...comment yarr!hmmzzz....today i realised sumthing 'bout mahself dat ive neva realised b4. i juz lurveeee hating pple. ahhaha...i noe i noe it soundz crazy but yea. gez datz me lar.2dae went fer ogl meeting and yargh...itz supposed to end b4 12noon but we were dismissed near to 2pm. darn! tried da tug o' war. n mah </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107228252632721382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107228252632721382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107228252632721382' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107209716830696518</id><published>2003-12-22T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T20:46:23.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>anddd sooo....went to skewl at 7.30am. errr...felt lyke killing sumone.(moo mite noe who im referring to) so da four of us (yannie,lela,moo n me) ended up talking crap but not crap...ritee...da phrase of da day wuz " .....mcm air sakkk". aaaahhh!! okay...stoppit u ass! yea u! da short ugly bitch dere!den da nxt meeting started at 2pm. arghh...waited a long shite! and we waited really fer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107209716830696518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107209716830696518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107209716830696518' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107174672348819082</id><published>2003-12-18T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T19:25:37.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ahakz...welloz peepz! im back wif a totallie new luk...VERY new luk...err shall i say an xtreme makeover? well...partly lar..heh...hrmm...sara's prolly enjoying her holz in malacca ritey now. envy her...im still stuck in spore worrying 'bout mah holiday assignments which are...errr...currently being put on da line...so yea...gud luck to dose whose assignments are no done yet. peace peepz!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107174672348819082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107174672348819082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107174672348819082' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107163050191503541</id><published>2003-12-17T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T11:08:36.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>as usual...done nothing with mah assignment shitez. i'll get back on dose teachers! revenge is sweet tho. aah...music to mah earz. heh....i TINK i might not do da 5 stackz of bio ws altho ive done onli one...so damn thick man per set. fuhh...spent 2 hrs doing da ferze stack. adoi! urm yea so here i am crapping again about mah holidae assignments when i can actually spend da time to do dem. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107163050191503541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107163050191503541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107163050191503541' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107140919241971009</id><published>2003-12-14T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T21:40:05.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HELL-o! umm....went fer a jempotan 2dae...turned out dat da groom's a mat motor...motor scrambler to be exact (ifa's gonna drool!). dey were...(wad da heck were dey doing, again?) mengapit-ing da bride n groom's car. and dey actually stopped da traffic flow at a JUNCTION. i mean like can u imagine wadz da traffic like dere? whoarr...mah dad wuz pissed off man...he wuz practically cursing "datok </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107140919241971009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107140919241971009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107140919241971009' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107130858623214387</id><published>2003-12-13T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T17:43:18.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hoorah! ive finally completed choreographing zee SIMPLE steps fer da mass dance....thankz to loadz of britney spears concert vidz (yikez! purely no other choices? heh...) and sum s club vidz. phew...i hope da sec onez AND da other OGLs are okay wit da stepz. a first hand gud luck frm da choreographer. kekeke....shuckz..! rifa'ah (err...2D member) coming fer perjumpaan rayer (organised by mah </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107130858623214387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107130858623214387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107130858623214387' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107123293442449453</id><published>2003-12-12T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T20:42:26.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hawww fuck! mah holidae planz are not even confirmed yet...either bangkok or plainly KL! sheesh! *smackz head* oh well...nemmemindz...mite as well enjoy holidaez now. no chance nxt yr yea.oohh yar...SUMONE told me dat gurls are falling fer him. *rolling n luffing on da floor* okkk...cant deny da fact dat hez gud luking cute n stuff but yea...guyz ought to hav flawz ritee...i tink i'd stop '</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107123293442449453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107123293442449453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107123293442449453' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107112730670620075</id><published>2003-12-11T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T20:43:58.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wokeyzz...nice fresh luk...juz da way i like it...fer da peepz whu wantz me to link dem up, leave a msg at mah tagboard pluz ur url. thx.and yeah...on da 9th dec. went jalan2 with da gurlz, faiz,arman,muser,azri,azyan,andi and eddy. wuz fun yea. watched jeepers creepers at faiz's hse.everyone practicaly screamed at MOST scenes.correction.gory scenes.it wuz maghrib.sheesh us! moved on till </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107112730670620075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107112730670620075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107112730670620075' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-107019172049873772</id><published>2003-11-30T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T20:44:18.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>selamat hari rayer again yea. hmm...ferzely, im disappointed cos i cant go out with da ex-woodlanders nxt thurs. gotta go to school fer da sec one orientation thingy. well, im glad dat im able to be one of da facilitators of da camp but yea mah hart juz breakz. itz been a veri long long long long time eva since i met dem and juz do da crappy wappy stuffs we usually do in pri sch.come to think </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107019172049873772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/107019172049873772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107019172049873772' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-106993233033282835</id><published>2003-11-27T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T20:44:30.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i HATE buggers! im so not in da mood! argh! damn u pple whu bugged me alot dis yr. ok fine...im petty...yea wadeva...call me wadeva u want...oh yea...went fer sec one orientation camp brief 2dae. wad i noe iz dat im in da mass dance  commitee.hahaha....sumting i lurve to do veri much. itz kinda lame but nahh nemmemindz...it loosens me up niwaez. i dunno....but im actually luking forward to da </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/106993233033282835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/106993233033282835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106993233033282835' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-106984775757831719</id><published>2003-11-26T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T20:44:53.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>itz festive season n im so not in da mood. im sooo lazy to go out. my deco ideas fer da hse wuz not accepted by mah mom. oh god...wen will she get updated?! God...save her!koleksyen dis yr...not much...sheesh...wuz LAZY! practically, da werd fer me 2dae is LAZY!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/106984775757831719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/106984775757831719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106984775757831719' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967270.post-106967610340933561</id><published>2003-11-24T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T20:15:44.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>selamat hari rayer kepader semue umat Islam yg membace blog ni. hehehh....takbir sudahpun bergema, tanda Syawal kan tiba....hope u guys will have a meaningful rayer....may Allah melindungi segale langkah yg diambil. Insya'Allah.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/106967610340933561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967270/posts/default/106967610340933561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilish-craft.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106967610340933561' title=''/><author><name>idah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03472077622196894238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/devilly-me/prom054.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
