<?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-6611044536424034552</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:41:28.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-2942782401810371340</id><published>2009-06-23T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:04:33.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-2942782401810371340?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2942782401810371340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=2942782401810371340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/2942782401810371340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/2942782401810371340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/httpboxnlocks.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-1196648978420511936</id><published>2009-06-22T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T03:19:44.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350094346448620098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/Sj9adkrlSkI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/VDaFNwqdflg/s400/Poll+Results.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Vote &lt;strong&gt;NOW !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-1196648978420511936?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1196648978420511936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=1196648978420511936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/1196648978420511936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/1196648978420511936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/vote-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/Sj9adkrlSkI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/VDaFNwqdflg/s72-c/Poll+Results.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-879482043369364653</id><published>2009-06-22T00:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T02:12:37.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" study high high but do stupid things " - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Stupid things ? Define your "stupid things".&lt;br /&gt;If telling lies was part of your "stupid things" then I'd rather take pity on you then to have you to take pity on me. And if "running away for a day or being stubborn" was part of the equation, I'd rather you take notice of your outer and inner self image first, then to point out my weakness and past mistakes. I may look like I've a better foundation and a stronger backbone than yours, and that I may be just like any of them out there, who have "lies and running away for a day and being stubborn" to be part of ze equation called "Stupid Things", but however or how many &lt;strong&gt;STUPID THINGS &lt;/strong&gt;I end up doing at the end of the day, at the very least, I still have a higher and better education level then you, creature. and fyi, my definition of "stupid thing" = things like smoking behind your elderly's back (thinking they'll never ever ever know), or like staying out for a night, tonning somewher and claim you're sleeping over at someone's crib, when you're not. Or like changing girlfriends like changing mobiles. At least, I see myself as one with a planned future and one with inspirations and dreams of which I have I intend to chase. And at least I dont see myself as one of those really out of hand malay girls who'd roam about town everyday or sit under the block, who doesn't knows how to go home or who dont give a freaking damn shit bout school at all and when all they bother is to get themselves into discipline trouble over and over again. They dont mind selling themselves cheap, but I, I do mind, creature. Shouldn't you be looking down on them and throw a mouthful of lecture at them, hoping they'd change and give the society a better and prettier looking image ? Then to throw a phrase like that at me, thinking "oh she's only fifteen. she's not as so called grown up as me" ? Hah. I may be fifteen la, but I supposed I've grown a little bit more mature than you. And that my perspective bout certain things isn't as limited as yours.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, in summary,&lt;br /&gt;who are you to throw a phrase like that in my face again ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pffft. Creatures like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay dah, I feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Blogging works wonders on me ? I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyw,&lt;br /&gt;Marissa slept over on Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; at the same time, preparations for mum's wedding til bout 12plus.&lt;br /&gt;I stubbornly told myself, I wouldn't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so did she. She claimed she wouldn't fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;And we pretty much stayed awake with a game of Monopoly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'who uh step into my Queen Astrid Park and had to pay a thousand plus bucks ?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;We played like we desperately wanna conquer the whole board.&lt;br /&gt;She already had 2 hotels up and I, I go slooooow.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of trading my paper money in exchange for a red hotel,&lt;br /&gt;I tried conquering Nassim &amp;amp; Queen Astrid Park.&lt;br /&gt;(the so called expensive ones out of the rest)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yes, &lt;strong&gt;I did. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went to jail twice. I, once.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mind stepping into the places she owned.&lt;br /&gt;Alaaa only a few hundred bucks. *does worried face&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; then hor, somebody claimed she wanted to just have a &lt;strong&gt;5 mins rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Fine, paused the game and I was still like hyper, at that time.&lt;br /&gt;(time check, 3plus in the morning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I tried waking her up when she extended the time. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Fine, gave in somemore. Plus, her eyes dah merah. hah.&lt;br /&gt;then I heated up the hair straightener.&lt;br /&gt;(cause somebody dah plan want to do curls at 4:30 in the morning. -_- )&lt;br /&gt;Or was it 3:30 ?&lt;br /&gt;Soo while waiting, whats more, tido also la.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and god gracious, my carpet almost got burnt if not for the over heated hair straightener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I was expecting she to be up a few minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;when i, I fell asleep myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few hours later, nenek came to the room,&lt;br /&gt;with a voice compared to that of a loud hailer. (however you spell it)&lt;br /&gt;I w-a-s s-h-o-c-k-e-d.&lt;br /&gt;why ? It was only 7 plus in the morning and everyone was already soo &lt;strong&gt;KECOH&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;then I slept back. Ignored her.&lt;br /&gt;And another loud bang came knocking on the front door.&lt;br /&gt;and I stated to myself while sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;"eh, who uh soo kecoh at this hour? knocking the door desperately like a loanshark like as though we owe him money!? ". Tsk. Inconsiderate people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However though,&lt;br /&gt;I had fun catching up with ze cousins.&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to play guitar for mum's wedding but when I thought how I'd end up looking like a fool especially since it's a &lt;strong&gt;wedding&lt;/strong&gt;. I repeat, wedding, I dropped the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, canon pics are still with him.&lt;br /&gt;will upload them up on flickr once I've received all of it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-879482043369364653?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/879482043369364653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=879482043369364653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/879482043369364653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/879482043369364653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/study-high-high-but-do-stupid-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-5818841622247155813</id><published>2009-06-16T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T09:38:00.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/12edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Life, love, and the pursuit of all the things they promised me. Can I have it all ? Are the best things in life truly free ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOKO WORKS WONDERS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;heh. Okay not really. Thats a lie. I still can't confidently do my 180 degrees arm stretch and my 360 degrees shoulder rotation. However if not for bro's yoko, I'd prolly be down on both knees crying out for mercy and that my condition would still be the same, compared to yesterday. You've no idea how I actually went begging for my bro's yoko. He's &lt;strong&gt;SELFISH&lt;/strong&gt;, i tell you. For he's not the type who'd go lending what belongs to him to just about anybody unless you've got a really really really perfect reason to why he should do so. Okay, maybe just maybe he's a quarter selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyw, I've just had a few bites of marshmellows and strawberries (dipped in chocolate fondue). The chocolate was too dry at first and it got watery then. I gave up eating soon after, knowing it'd never give me that sensation of how it normally does when the chocolate perfectly melts in your mouth. Mom, we should hav a second attempt the next time. And maybe we should substitute the strawberries with &lt;strong&gt;BANANAS&lt;/strong&gt;. Heehee Y-U-M-M-Y ! *licks lips with tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. The adults are already in bed. :(&lt;br /&gt;No wonder it's been awardly quiet eversince like an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least they've got an excuse to turning in early. I dont.&lt;br /&gt;They've work. And me ?&lt;br /&gt;If my calculations are correct, I've got a total of &lt;strong&gt;408hours - 14minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to replenish and moisturize myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and if I'm gonna actually start my next few sentences with,&lt;br /&gt;' If my calculations are correct '&lt;br /&gt;I might prolly end up sounding like Velma Dinkley.&lt;br /&gt;and in which, I wouldn't want that to happen. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;I'm still up. Yes, wide awake, my dear avid readers.&lt;br /&gt;and i honestly dont feel guilty doing so&lt;br /&gt;for I'd rather be guilty for forcing myself to turn in to bed when&lt;br /&gt;I myself pretty much know, I cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CANT SLEEP&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if in any case you haven't heard of this.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be really really really really really really really nice if you could ermm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RELINK ME ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaah yay. I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-5818841622247155813?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5818841622247155813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=5818841622247155813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/5818841622247155813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/5818841622247155813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-love-and-pursuit-of-all-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-8450618444662030215</id><published>2009-06-15T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T23:42:59.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I toss and turn in bed last night,&lt;br /&gt;with my zen creative and cookie monster plushie&lt;br /&gt;while listening to jay brannan - can't have it all,&lt;br /&gt;thinkin of all the happy times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew this very day would come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one word,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERFECT&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; for the very first time,&lt;br /&gt;i actually finish my macdonalds fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until then,&lt;br /&gt;I've moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:oreosforsale@live.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oreosforsale@live.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-8450618444662030215?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8450618444662030215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=8450618444662030215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/8450618444662030215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/8450618444662030215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-toss-and-turn-in-bed-last-night-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-7097742463261847059</id><published>2009-06-15T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T01:12:20.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHANGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My shoulders still aches from yesterday's incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a draft summary on what actually happened.&lt;br /&gt;Soooo I purposely woke up later, thinking I could skip guitar class.&lt;br /&gt;( But aiiyaaaa mum still woke me up. tsk. -_- )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason: &lt;/strong&gt;I dont wanna play my exam choice pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I dread I dread I dread playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, soon after I was supposed to meet the boy at ze old apartment, so he could help me out with my leftover paperworks on my study table and my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE DIDN'T TURN UP&lt;/strong&gt;, when he was supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;Argh. That fustrated me ( a little ).&lt;br /&gt;And I thought, maybe just maybe, even with my small-built figure, I could carry it all with my bare hands, when fact is, I couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;And whats worst, I didn't had any form of communication.&lt;br /&gt;Since whats the purpose of a phone without a phoneline ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUCKISH&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Heh and so, that already got me a quarter fustrated since I couldnt get help.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I wasn't even informed that mum will be coming over to help me out instead. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, I walked and walked and walked.&lt;br /&gt;The weight of the leftover paperworks on my bare hands and the laptop on my shoulder,&lt;br /&gt;was enough to bring me down to my knees, and sufocate me on the sidewalk.&lt;br /&gt;Still, I hung on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the climax. Yes, the climax !&lt;br /&gt;I was sooo happy, thinking I was at the right block.&lt;br /&gt;And I actually thought I was dreaming, since I was soo fucking exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;While in the lift: &lt;strong&gt;eh, since when was the inner lift colour in purple ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Then I thought, aaaah maybe they must have painted it while I was havin class.&lt;br /&gt;7th floor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eh since when i've neighbours uh ? I thought next apartment kosong ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And I thought, aaaah maybe some people came over to renovate the place first.&lt;br /&gt;Then I press the doorbell..&lt;br /&gt;While looking down, &lt;strong&gt;eh why soo many shoes uh ? I've visitors ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The door opened..&lt;br /&gt;And taadaaa, &lt;strong&gt;SALAH RUMAH. &lt;/strong&gt;fucking embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;And mygooosh I felt like crying. My shoulders ached soo bad. All I crave for was to have a sip of water and someone to at least help me angkat all the things which I held with my bare hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, at least the lady in the wrong apartment, gave me an extra plastic bag.&lt;br /&gt;(which truthfully wasn't helping me at all. -_- )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wipes tear&lt;br /&gt;And all I remembered was,&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep while eating chicken rice for lunch. :)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. I told you, I was that fucking exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, mum got back. And we headed to Ikea.&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get my chair, side lamp, boxes and I'm left with ze container for my art materials.&lt;br /&gt;We got candles as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why candles ?&lt;br /&gt;For we'll be pampering ourselves to a chocolate fondue this tuesday !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And and and on Friday, Marisasasasasa will be sleeping over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAAAAAAAAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;more excitement. Woo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;Until I get back my internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this was the boy's idea to _______ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh okay kay bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-7097742463261847059?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7097742463261847059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=7097742463261847059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/7097742463261847059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/7097742463261847059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/change-my-shoulders-still-aches-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-2404665539101790615</id><published>2009-06-11T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T14:31:54.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Coffee has a stimulating effect on us, humans due to its caffeine content. But I, I hold a different definition to just the word, 'coffee' itself. One word, disgusting. Hahaha. Pardon me, really. Eversince I had my very first sip of coffee and having to taste the brownish-like liquid with the tip of my tongue, all I had in the back of my mind was, " Is it me or my taste buds or what was it really that disgust me ? " From then on, even how tempting a cup of coffee could be to me in any way, I never tried taking the plunge or for once dare myself to have another sip of coffee, by whatever means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, here I am, still wide awake and a quarter hyper, almost passing out. I repeat, &lt;strong&gt;ALMOST&lt;/strong&gt;. With my pink hello kitty mug, filled with hot passion fruit tea filled to the brim. Since I dislike consuming caffeine, an alternate way to keep myself awake is with tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coco's supposed to boil onions for me to relieve insomnia, but he claimed, " out-of-stock uh. shen siong also close already ". hahahaha. Gooooosh. The more I think of it, the more I visualise him faking a stir with his hands, with the other, faking as a pot, on webcam! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speakin bout Coco, reminds me of my bro.&lt;br /&gt;I was havin dinner in front of the telly while he, he was standin like a statue, with his head popped out from the window, updating me, feeding me with every intimate details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: Kak, ther's a police car. &amp;amp; two girls. Y'know, I walked pass them just now and so short sia they'all.&lt;br /&gt;A: so ?&lt;br /&gt;B: eh now have 3 police cars.&lt;br /&gt;A: SO ?&lt;br /&gt;B: *stares hard at me and turned away&lt;br /&gt;A: just M-Y-O-B la&lt;br /&gt;B: I wonder whats all the fuss about.&lt;br /&gt;A: why'd you bother ?&lt;br /&gt;B: *ignores me&lt;br /&gt;A: *jumps up from the couch &amp;amp; joined him.&lt;br /&gt;B: hahahaha the pot calling the kettle black. haha. see you also K-P-O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. tsk. And he kept bugging me to share with him  half a can of 7-up and pepsi each. Since he was thirsty, i gave in. BUT when i was thirsty and wanted to have a can for myself, he STOPPED me from havin one. Not fair. Or at times when I'm hungry, and I'll do a food hunt in the kitchen, he'd prevent me from consuming too much. Why ? He'll leave me with this: &lt;strong&gt;save some for mum&lt;/strong&gt;. And I stil remembered when mum claimed I've not been eating enough. And I replied, " You know, the reason to me being skinny is not because i refused to eat but he, he, prevents me from consuming food or drink in the house. He's like watching my diet. He's a monster. He is and he leaves all the food to himself. " haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and 2 days back, while we were in our new apartment and since bro was helpin me out in my room, we had a conversation bout what to call uncle faizal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Baba. Baba Black Sheep, Have You Any Wool ? hahaha cannot cannot.&lt;br /&gt;B: I notice mum keep texting me with this word, 'Papa Faizal'.&lt;br /&gt;A: heh ?  Papa ? Is ther such a word as 'Papa Roach' ? I think a celebrity of something.&lt;br /&gt;B:  hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;A: AH! PAPA ROACH! ( i laughed while rolling on the mattress )&lt;br /&gt;B: *kept giggling&lt;br /&gt;A: cool right ? then we'd be like "Hey Papa Roach" with the hip hop kinda eccent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha. Hmm I wanted to call him daddy but daddy was a little american like. Then all I had in mind was 'Pa'. Pa pau ? hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time check: Its 5:32am already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I supposed I shall sleep for a little while and wake up at 8. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-2404665539101790615?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2404665539101790615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=2404665539101790615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/2404665539101790615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/2404665539101790615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/coffee-has-stimulating-effect-on-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-2617631416651790694</id><published>2009-06-09T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T23:19:18.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Woke up at 10 and snuggle on the couch til 11, watching the telly.&lt;br /&gt;Then I was hoping that she'll come at bout 12.&lt;br /&gt;When a text came in, stating she'll only be here at 1.&lt;br /&gt;I thought maybe for once, I was happier at the fact that she's comin a lil later.&lt;br /&gt;And at 1, I had my head popped out from the window grill.&lt;br /&gt;And all I ever shouted was, "incoming incoming".&lt;br /&gt;Bro on the other hand, wasn't helping out at all.&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of waiting, he taught me the "postman dance".&lt;br /&gt;with lyrics to go along with. "postpan pets postman pets".&lt;br /&gt;Heh. At least that cheered me up a little.&lt;br /&gt;( I know, you've &lt;strong&gt;NO IDEA &lt;/strong&gt;what Im talkin bout )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah. Go Figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it was 2.&lt;br /&gt;Whats fustrating was, for every bus that came, only an old man alighted.&lt;br /&gt;Then we had a bet.&lt;br /&gt;I said eagerly, "If she doesn't comes by then, I'll be the first to shower &amp;amp; for once, I'll acc u buy dinner". ( since I was craving for my peach tea at the same time )&lt;br /&gt;He agreed. And I, I did push-ups / jumping jacks just so to calm myself down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I might be moving over to http://boxandlocks.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-2617631416651790694?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2617631416651790694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=2617631416651790694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/2617631416651790694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/2617631416651790694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/woke-up-at-10-and-snuggle-on-couch-til.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-105993659736323100</id><published>2009-06-09T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T05:13:50.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&amp;amp; so I had this random conversation with bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro: Oi, we're goin soon.&lt;br /&gt;A: heh where to ?&lt;br /&gt;Bro: new apartment.&lt;br /&gt;A: who say ?&lt;br /&gt;Bro: I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. then I burst out laughin. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it's funny how we communicate sometimes. And especially when we use a high voltage of words that are not strongly encouraged to be use around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro: Sooo how do I look ?&lt;br /&gt;A: er, like aladdin. *walks away&lt;br /&gt;Bro: Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or when we 7-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Oi you cheaterbug. Thats not equal. The amount in ur mug is not equivalent to the one in my drink can. Cannooooooooooooooot.&lt;br /&gt;Bro: *just keeps pouring steadily, ignoring me. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or over dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: you're not a man. you always wanna be the one who wins.&lt;br /&gt;Bro: aaaah see she starts first.&lt;br /&gt;A: psycho. mannequin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle F: eh eh if you guys argue one more time, I'll break the walls between ur rooms. so u guys will face each other 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. okay bye. Am off to ze new apartment. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;" If you pray for me, I'll pray for you and your cashflow too, why not ? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-105993659736323100?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/105993659736323100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=105993659736323100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/105993659736323100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/105993659736323100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-you-pray-for-me-ill-pray-for-you-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-7135207075135059778</id><published>2009-06-08T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:46:43.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAPER ORIGAMI CRANES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/paperorigamicranes-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;In Asia, it is commonly said that folding a thousand paper origami cranes makes one's wish come true. Be it a thousand years of happiness and prosperity upon a couple or long life and good luck. It may take days, weeks or at most, even months for one to sum up to a thousand. However true this may seem to many, I'm intending to do just that. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labels: Yasunari Kawabata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-7135207075135059778?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7135207075135059778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=7135207075135059778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/7135207075135059778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/7135207075135059778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/paper-origami-cranes.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-947528852200052503</id><published>2009-05-26T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:56:47.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SAY, WE FROLICK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Frolick0102-edit-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-947528852200052503?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/947528852200052503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=947528852200052503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/947528852200052503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/947528852200052503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/05/photobucket_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-2811805926843081808</id><published>2009-05-25T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T07:31:36.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Schedule-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Put aside Wednedays / Fridays for study sessions, the day that I'll be shifting in to my new apartment and mum's wedding. Coco, when wanna catch Transformers 2 ? (Provided you shrink a little, so I wont have to have a habit to keep tilting my head up and face you when having conversations, then only I'd go. Hahaha. Cheyaa no la. )  Bestfriend, when's our TTB Day (Time Travelling Box) day ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/s. &lt;/strong&gt;Don't hesitate to text me to reconfirm the dates (those who have yet to). Thank You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 0px 0px; WIDTH: 200px" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Signature-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-2811805926843081808?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2811805926843081808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=2811805926843081808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/2811805926843081808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/2811805926843081808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/05/photobucket_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-2302844236896403175</id><published>2009-05-23T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T06:10:10.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;It's love that breaks the seal of always thinking you would be real, happy and healthy, strong and calm, where does the good go. Where does the good go ? &lt;strong&gt;- Tegan &amp;amp; Sara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Where do you go with your broken heart in tow ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 0px 0px; WIDTH: 200px" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Signature-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-2302844236896403175?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2302844236896403175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=2302844236896403175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/2302844236896403175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/2302844236896403175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-love-that-breaks-seal-of-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-2147778137457985239</id><published>2009-05-22T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T03:02:44.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOYS OVER FLOWERS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;This should do good for the upcoming school holidays. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( / edited )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Hippie-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I stand on the brink, all ready to go, yet frozen. The classic battle between my head and heart seems to be raging inside of me. My heart simply whispers just about what it wants but my head, could think about several reasons why I shouldn't and all sorts of ways for things to go wrong. I'm uncertain and will need to re-arrange my priorities. Just what do I want exactly ? I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a heart-to-heart chat with mum, a few days back and if I could recall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mum: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Remember the last time when you ran away from home, for a day, and I thought maybe you were unhappy with how things are now. Do you have any intentions of maybe staying with your dad (since you miss him soo much) ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aisha: &lt;/strong&gt;Huh ? In Japan ? (However speechless I was, I never thought she'd throw me such a question for I have never once in my life, had intentions of wanting to be with dad in Japan. If it was for a casual holiday, that'd be a whole different story. But for the rest of my life ? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mum: &lt;/strong&gt;You know, the paperworks are with me and if you choose to stay with him, I'll have to wash my hands off you and in which means, I have no rights in controlling you in any way or another. But with this, it doesn't mean that I don't want you anymore or vise versa but who knows, you'd be much happier staying with him ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a fresh start is a good idea in theory but I don't want whats past and present to be spilled over into my pristine future, giving it a taint I may not like. And to be re-adapting to a whole new atmosphere, in an unfamiliar space, with no one to turn to, except for one, your dad ? And to actually be reformatting your education system ? It's not as easy as it seems. However, after much contemplating, I'm certain that with whatever decision I have in mind, I'd still choose to stay with mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, MYE results are out. Dissappointing. Very dissapointing. Hah. I shall not elaborate any further and feed you, avid readers with every intimate details. That'd be soo aaaaah, such a hassle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then. Lulu shall pamper me with another bedtime story ? Hahahahaha. I'm sucha bully. Yay me. Goodnight and Sugar dreams !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 0px 0px; WIDTH: 200px" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Signature-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-2147778137457985239?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2147778137457985239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=2147778137457985239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/2147778137457985239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/2147778137457985239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/05/photobucket_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-6576504351354087972</id><published>2009-05-20T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T05:54:19.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;LOVE IS&lt;br /&gt;YOU, I AND A CARELESS MIXTURE OF EVERYTHING ELSE WE WORRY ABOUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 0px 0px; WIDTH: 200px" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Signature-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-6576504351354087972?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6576504351354087972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=6576504351354087972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/6576504351354087972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/6576504351354087972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-is-you-i-and-careless-mixture-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-3236913626917359273</id><published>2009-05-19T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T06:56:03.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Sentosa01-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Sentosa0203-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Sentosa04-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Sentosa05-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Sentosa07-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Sentosa08-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Sentosa10-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Sentosa11-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/s. &lt;/strong&gt;Girls, to grab and view all twenty photos, scroll down and move over to my Multiply site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 0px 0px; WIDTH: 200px" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Signature-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-3236913626917359273?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3236913626917359273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=3236913626917359273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/3236913626917359273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/3236913626917359273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/05/photobucket_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-5235996295628933145</id><published>2009-05-16T02:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T03:09:17.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;And so I went to Bugis with the girlfriends yest, hoping we'd get somethin but after much roaming about, we didnt. (BUT Syaffy did.) Eeeeyer. Hahaha. Pair of heels somemoreeee ! And left with Hana a little earlier than the rest since Aisyah was craving for KFC. Soo, since both of us were 'broke'. (okay, not really. I still had like what, 10bucks plus ?). We decided to take the bus back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited and waaaaited and waaaaaaaaaaaaaaited. Then I got fustrated. So did Hana. We decided to train back home instead. Argh. But on a brighter note, it was waaay faster than having to take the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home, changed and went out to have delifrance for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I had my lasagne and I finished my plate of mussels. Hah. Okay soo that was not just about it, I cant believe that asshole did shopping. Oh well. I got soo fustrated, having to tail them from behind that mum pujok me stating she'll bring us out shopping once we've moved in to our new flat.&lt;br /&gt;And she got me this little miss bath towel just so to mellow me out. Pffft. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theeeeeeeeen hor,&lt;br /&gt;As I was making my out from JP to the taxi stand,&lt;br /&gt;I was taken aback by this reaaaaaaaaally bushy sight.&lt;br /&gt;I was amazed. I was speechless. I was aaaaaaaaah !&lt;br /&gt;This this this china woman raised her left arm, and taaaadaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT-A-SIGHT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*go figure. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And soon enough, I was on a 'roller-coaster'.&lt;br /&gt;The cab driver kept jerking and jerking and jerking.&lt;br /&gt;OH GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hi, I wanna sue him. Can can can?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I settled down with ze laptop in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;When I felt somethin was crawling on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;Guuuuuuuess what !?&lt;br /&gt;It was a BABY COCKROACH !&lt;br /&gt;BUT I didn't panick&lt;br /&gt;in which I'm trying and am learning not to do so.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I got hold of my english dictionary and SMASHED it.&lt;br /&gt;Its fluid came out and I felt sooo disgusted that I got that asshole to remove it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, thas the 5th cockroach, I've killed this week.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I've 2 Baygons just right beside me, ICOE (in case of emergency)&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, a heavy english dictionary as well.&lt;br /&gt;If I'm nice, I'll just spray my enemies away.&lt;br /&gt;If Im otherwise, I'll SMASH them. *show my pearly whites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-5235996295628933145?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5235996295628933145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=5235996295628933145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/5235996295628933145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/5235996295628933145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-so-i-went-to-bugis-with-girlfriends.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-9204835436973701788</id><published>2009-05-11T00:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T06:49:42.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TEMPTATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/OnlineShopping0102-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/OnlineShopping0304-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/OnlineShopping0506-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/OnlineShopping0708-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Currently Listening To: &lt;strong&gt;Bamboo Banga by MIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I can't resist the sight of Dorothy Perkin's accessories, the cosmetics and shower gels from Sephora, the bomber / denim jackets from Topshop and the remaining items from Forever 21. &lt;img alt="sad smiley Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c230/tyler242/sad-smiley-061.gif" border="0" /&gt; As much as I'd like to have them all at once, I can't and will need to continuously remind myself that I've to fight the compulsion of spending on the unecessary and thus, save more for the time being. Argh. Okay, regain your composure and show off your pearly whites baby !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Monday-rotateedit01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;The effort of having to nudge things along in the right direction, was certainly worth it. But I've still got to constantly remind myself to watch my food consumption patterns. I've been skipping dinner and at times, lunch as well. And I don't eat breakfast. And whats more surprising, from a 45, I've dropped to a 36.7kg ( in which to be exact, I'm already underweight ). Goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I NEED TO EEEAAAAAT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Anyw, I had a mini debate with the boy last night. We were debating over who was hotter, Fernando Torres or Garreth Bale. And as stated in the text, I claimed that Fernando Torres was hotter until Garreth Bale came in to the picture. Soo to feed in to my satisfaction, I googled. Yes, I &lt;strong&gt;GOOGLED&lt;/strong&gt;. Hahaha. Then I went, " You know, Garreth Bale's face was actually compared to that of an Ape ? ". The convo went on and on til about 1 plus in the morning, while accompanying him watch his soccer match. Hah. Two more weeks til I'm done with papers. Two more weeks. *smiles wide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dined in at Sakae for lunch. It took me nearly an hour to receive my I/C. Other than which, mum still owes me my vanilla ice blend from Coffeebean and my white kebaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and and and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( / edited )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY EIGHTEENTH BIRTHDAY MAYA !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Maya-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;It's a minute past midnight and in which, makes you to be officially eighteen as of today. Yes, I stayed up just so to wish you exactly a minute past midnight. And being eighteen, doesn't generally means you have to stop being a huge fan of The Jonas Brothers or stop grabbing Seventeen mags, okay honayeee ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have a great day ahead, a time of your life and well wishes for your future endeavours.&lt;br /&gt;- your No. 1 doodle artist. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight and Sugar dreams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-9204835436973701788?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/9204835436973701788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=9204835436973701788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/9204835436973701788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/9204835436973701788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/05/cashback-currently-listening-to-knock.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-7943358069226041498</id><published>2009-05-10T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T06:17:49.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Draft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And sooooo, Thursday night, I had a hard time, finding a perfect spot in bed, after having to toss and turn several times. And thanks Luq, for er, accompanying me throughout ? Hah. I felt rather restless. I cried. (with no idea why I did so). Okay, I'm lying. Hahaha. But then again as I was tellin Luq, " I'm like a baby. I cry only to find myself feeling rather exhausted later on. So, to think of it, crying = makes me sleepy ?" Haa. And he went, "okay, cry moreee". -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats best, misunderstanding's cleared. Like how Hana's always telling me, "Be opstimistic. There's always a good reason why he's doing so.. " And yeeeeees, its time I believed her. Hah. But but but I'm still not gonna trust you when giving me directions (especially in vivo ! ) Hahaha. We actually ended up getting lost the last time, when she didn't trust me when I claimed I was psyhic. Pffft. But I still am afterall right right right Hana ? Haha. (I'm in a mini conflict with her, sooo lets elaborate more on today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooooooooooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was 15mins late. Bought roses for 30bucks plus. (but F sponsored me the cash. haha. thank you). then, we roamed about til we decided its time we picked mum up at the slimming sanctuary. Just as I was about to hide the roses, she saw it. Soooooo Plan A, spoiled. hah. but still, she's happy with it. And I was supposed to put up a mini performance for mum with my guitar, buuuut sadly, my old men and women wanted sooo much to head straight back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, gooooood to know, Irwan's feelin much much much better than before. Hah. Seeeee, ur alice, sooo caring hor. haha. 2 more weeks til Im done with papers. 2 more weeks and we'll hang out like there's no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to start on my fashion sketches and do a mini window shopping/survey for additional materials with amanda and humairah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for Sentosa outing with the girlfriends. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And meet up with bestfriend, for the time travelling box thingy and additional shopping. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to witness my mum being finally engaged with flinstone. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to shift house. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait. I cant wait. I cant wait. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-7943358069226041498?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7943358069226041498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=7943358069226041498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/7943358069226041498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/7943358069226041498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/05/draft-and-sooooo-thursday-night-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-3347058295476770615</id><published>2009-05-09T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T09:32:42.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY MOMENTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image136-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;You know what's one thing I loveee most about being on highways ? If you've figured so... Yes, it's the reaaally pretty scenery. ( and especially when the sun sets ). Agree. Agree. Agree ? Hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image142-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image143-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image144-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image147-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image148-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image149-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image150-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt; I shall do a proper update tomorrow. Pinky promise. *shows pinky finger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-3347058295476770615?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3347058295476770615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=3347058295476770615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/3347058295476770615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/3347058295476770615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/05/photobucket_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-605081143873071015</id><published>2009-05-08T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:48:29.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK GOD IT'S FRIDAY FRIDAY FRIDAY !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/NewYorkSkyline-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;New York Skyline, under the list of things to do before I die. In which also includes, my baby pandas in China and the reaaally pretty cherry blossoms over in Japan. Its a pity though, having to know that the actual blossoming begins in January and typically reaches Kyoto and Tokyo at the end of March or if I'm lucky, til early April. When all I have is only &lt;strong&gt;A SOLID ONE WEEK &lt;/strong&gt;break in the middle of March! But however short it may seem, it's most likely I'll still be able to catch the cherry blossoms right ? And I certainly won't miss out the opportunity to do so and meet dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my peers, well wishes for the upcoming papers and forget bout how each of you've done for SEQ. I know, &lt;strong&gt;SHOCKING&lt;/strong&gt;. Hah. With this, I shall not elaborate any further. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/s. &lt;/strong&gt;Do me a favour by clickling on the Nuffnang Ads. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-605081143873071015?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/605081143873071015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=605081143873071015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/605081143873071015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/605081143873071015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-york-skyline-under-list-of-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-4161082584991825053</id><published>2009-05-02T10:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T05:19:01.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMING TO TERMS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/ImageNeon-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/NeonLights-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Currently Listening To: &lt;strong&gt;Breakeven by The Script&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Nicole left. So did Faiz, just last week. That leaves me with the best of the best. I'm struggling with my choice pieces and am only a quarter done with Promenade. Call me, hopeless. I always vow to myself that I'll wake up at eight on every Sundays, just so to have sufficient time to practice before class starts BUT instead, I dive straight right back in to bed, to only drag myself to the washroom two hours later. &lt;img alt="sad smiley Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i256.photobucket.com/albums/hh180/che_chazzy/icon/sad.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm supposed to be at Yew Tee at ten to support the favourite and the rest of the boys for their soccer match. I overslept. Brrr. This cant get any better, can it ? Hah. Still, congrats on winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-4161082584991825053?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/4161082584991825053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=4161082584991825053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/4161082584991825053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/4161082584991825053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/05/photobucket_02.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i256.photobucket.com/albums/hh180/che_chazzy/icon/th_sad.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-3846827517843651490</id><published>2009-05-01T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T10:37:58.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 34th BIRTHDAY, MY OLD MAN !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image135-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image134-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;May the good lord bless you in anything and everything that you do. And well wishes in your future endeavours. I hope you'll shrink a little so I wouldn't have to tilt my head up just so to see you directly in the face when we have conversations. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STICKY NOTE: &lt;/strong&gt;Thanks Elaine for accompanying me to the Icing Room. Love love love you !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-3846827517843651490?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3846827517843651490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=3846827517843651490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/3846827517843651490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/3846827517843651490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/05/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-1417041451439639908</id><published>2009-04-30T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T07:20:52.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;We traded hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-1417041451439639908?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1417041451439639908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=1417041451439639908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/1417041451439639908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/1417041451439639908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/04/27th-for-irwansha.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-7373533041878110179</id><published>2009-04-28T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T04:21:09.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATTENTION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Tagged01-horz-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Subject: &lt;/strong&gt;Hi. How are you ? *smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Message: &lt;/strong&gt;Hi. How are you ? *smiles. My name is Ian and I am 33 from Singapore. Anyway, I think you're very pretty. Wondering if we can be friends. Well I hope you have a great week ya. Hope to hear from you soon. Take Care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. This is &lt;strong&gt;BULLSHIT&lt;/strong&gt;. Allow me to elaborate further. Firstly, there's a huge gap in your age, compared to your message and your profile page. As stated in your profile page, you're only 16. But, as stated in your message, you're 33. Secondly, your profile clearly states that you're currently located at Kuching, Malaysia but somehow, its a different description compared to your message. Thirdly, I may be fifteen but I'm not as naive as to just go about believing what I see or read. Digest that. Lastly, I dont mean to be rude but, you might wanna think twice about mixing around with girls my age. Reason being, I might be having that perspective that you're a 'paedophile'. God gracious. Are youuu ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-7373533041878110179?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7373533041878110179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=7373533041878110179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/7373533041878110179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/7373533041878110179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/04/attention-subject-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-6250466856221085169</id><published>2009-04-27T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T05:44:52.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRUSH CRUSH CRUSH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/AishaKeithTsukada-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Currently Listening To: &lt;strong&gt;Don't Forget by Demi Lovato&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came with a little hope, but walked away believing in miracles. And I refuse to simply start searching for the reason in increasingly large circles around my own two feet, when things would likely believed to go wrong. Simply speaking, have you ever felt a tinge of sadness, like something tugging deep down inside of you, pricking you, a feeling designed to perpetuate your heart ? And as much as you'd like to keep you heart afloat, it keeps sinking right through. Yes, if you've figured so, the natural affinity. I need that auxiliary, the extra motivation from having to stray my mind elsewhere and prolly start digesting the fact that I've temporarily vowed to never be in a relationship again. But then again, I'm stubborn. I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe crushing on ice and shoving a spoonful scoop of Nutella into my mouth, might help me drive the bitter thoughts away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speakin about coping well with my studies, I'm already struggling with Physics! Whatsmore, I can't visualize myself getting good grades for MYE. This is bad, bad, bad. Anyw, secret's safe with Timmy and if the beans spilled, I've assured him that I'll haunt him down in his dreams, drown him with teddies and choke him til he can't breathe. Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-6250466856221085169?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6250466856221085169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=6250466856221085169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/6250466856221085169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/6250466856221085169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/04/photobucket_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-7051940642567691751</id><published>2009-04-21T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:05:37.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PARIS HILTON'S NEW BFF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/ParisHiltonsNewBff-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Sights from North Bondi. Cheers to Brittany Flickinger on winning.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-7051940642567691751?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7051940642567691751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=7051940642567691751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/7051940642567691751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/7051940642567691751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/04/paris-hiltons-new-bff.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-3037657247046862607</id><published>2009-04-20T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T06:51:11.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;SOLD OUT !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I was browsing through TDC, hoping that there'll still be a ticket or two left for the &lt;strong&gt;Audi Fashion Festival&lt;/strong&gt;. But daaang, the ones that I was apparently eyeing on, are all &lt;strong&gt;SOLD OUT&lt;/strong&gt;. In which, I'm refering to Ashley Isham, Marc Jacobs, Garcth Pugh and Vivienne Westwood. Yes, believe it or not. Argh. And I'm only able to get my hands on Christian Lacroix Spring / Summer 2009, Opening Gala.&lt;img alt="Smiley - Sad Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn45/RobbertSH/smiley_verdrietig.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;On a brighter note, its 10 minutes to Paris Hilton's New BFF show.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-3037657247046862607?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3037657247046862607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=3037657247046862607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/3037657247046862607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/3037657247046862607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/04/sold-out-i-was-browsing-through-tdc.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-7093684120659728764</id><published>2009-04-18T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T08:35:50.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE IN A MILLION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Memories01-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Memories02-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Memories03-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Memories04-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Goodnight and sugar dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-7093684120659728764?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7093684120659728764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=7093684120659728764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/7093684120659728764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/7093684120659728764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/04/photobucket_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-2230028893353528685</id><published>2009-04-17T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T07:18:19.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DREAMER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/17APRIL2009-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/17APRIL09-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Currently Listening To: &lt;strong&gt;My Leftovers by Porcelain And The Tramps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I've been browsing through Cyana, a site whereby designers and photographers all around the world come together and share about a certain breifly typed article that comes in related to Fashion. Nonetheless, I've been much inspired by designers like Jean-Charles de Castelbajac, whom is also known to be the Living Warhol Of Fashion ! And it did certainly proved me that the wearibility of a large part of his collections can be argued but the freedom of expression and pop references, sent my mind to happy places. Its indeed a real performance and a loud forecast of whats to come in Fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I'm very much &lt;strong&gt;EGG-CITED &lt;/strong&gt;for the upcoming FSC (in full, Fashion Show Competition). Deadline to meet : 1st July. In a total of 4 - 6 designs. Raw. And this has better be reaaal good for I'm really eager to at the very least, get through Preliminary Round and hopefully clinch into either one of those top three positions. Wish me luck ? &lt;img alt="happy smiley Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i410.photobucket.com/albums/pp187/jamezsmusic69/smiley.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I met up with Bestfriend right after lecture class was over. And surprisingly, bumped into Adha &amp;amp; Terenjit just as I was making my way up to the second floor, with tray in hand, in Mcdonalds. Hahaha. Myrah should have seen the look on Terenjit's face while Adha, on the other hand, couldn't care less. Gah. What else more could I have expected ? A handshake ? A slight 'hello-wave' ? Hah. He was that 'Chad Michael Murray' guy whom I nicknamed, three years back to be exact. The one who never fails to bully me whenever he had the opportunity to, be it about my shoes / hair / or simply, the geeky look I wore. Hahahaha. Goooooosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm really looking forward for the upcoming June holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Time travelling box. DIY Tee. Shopping Date. Bestfriend. New apartment and a whole new rewritten chapter. Mum, you have my blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-2230028893353528685?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2230028893353528685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=2230028893353528685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/2230028893353528685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/2230028893353528685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/04/photobucket_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-3940217166821635459</id><published>2009-04-11T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T07:32:50.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE FINAL BLOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/11APRIL09-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/11APRIL0901-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;" You dont deserve such treatmeant. He's not worthy. You deserve better, Aisha "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Lucas O' Lacey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Would you be in the same state as I am, after receiving this ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;For the past three months, I wasted my fucking bloody time on you. How niceee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F: &lt;/strong&gt;Haha. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time of great sorrow. I, was sorely tempted to swing a punch in the air and into his face, with my battered fist ready in place. ( That certainly did rhymes a little, didn't it ? Hah ) I've done just about everything in combatting this relationship, be it for the better or for the worst. But little did I know, he was more than just a sickly scum. You poached my heart, only to pierce it later. May the good lord pardon me for what I'm about to type next. &lt;strong&gt;You,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;sweetalkermotherfuckersonofabiatchgoodfornothingscumbagdickhead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/11APRIL0902-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/11APRIL0901-edit-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/11APRIL0902-edit-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Other than that, everything went well and I had uber fun with Hana ! Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-3940217166821635459?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3940217166821635459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=3940217166821635459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/3940217166821635459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/3940217166821635459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/04/photobucket_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-3764622781481798273</id><published>2009-04-10T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T06:22:19.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOREVER YOUNG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/10o4941-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/1004942-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Currently Listening To: &lt;strong&gt;Burnin' Up By The Jonas Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Good Friday ? Today marks more than just a casual Friday for its that time of the year again when florists earn a little more in a day than they normally do in a month, a time when I'd enthusiastically accept any form of pretty gifts and when my mum would willingly pay a ridiculous amount of money just so, to dine in a fancy restaraunt. And I'd probably resolve to be more prudent in just about anything and everything I do as well as by sustaining my optimism. With this, I dont quite know just how I'd like to express my gratitude to those who have had stayed up til a minute past midnight, just so to be the first to wish me or to those who have had actually spent a little more money on pretty gifts or to those who've had done neither both, but still wished me in any way possible. And I was even more flabbergast to have had a passerby instantly wishing me after she saw the helium balloon I was holding onto. But I was even more grateful to hear dad's voice again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Guess Purse, A whole collection of Carebears, A Chomel Necklace, A Sony Ericson shaker phone, A helium balloon, A stalk of flower, 50 bucks and an eeyore plushie. What else more could I have actually asked for ? Absolutely nothing. And I thank god, from whom all blessings flow. My friends, Amira, Amanda, Coco, Caryl, Era, Eeza, Farhan, Fahmie, Glashryl, Hana, Hazman, Humairah, Iswat, Izzuddin, Jeff, Jasmine Ng, Luqman, Mayaa, Myrah, Man Ru, Mitchell, Nazrul, Naeemah, Rita, Syu, Syaffy, Sin Lee, Suriani, Shahirah, Siti Aisyah, Suzanne, Sali Peterpan, Timothy, Prithesh, Kak Wanie, Xinyi, Yan and not forgetting, Elaine Teo, one whom I've nicknamed (flattop). We, as a whole, may not be pretty close but I'm very much thankful for the care, the love and support all times, through thick and thin that you've guys given me. I'm grateful for each and everyone of you. Sincerely am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="338" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/ElainesBlog.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff003c;"&gt;( Click Here for Larger View )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;2 years of friendship and still in counting. Certainly not just any ordinary, you're more than a friend. A true friend. Cheers to good times. That post was really heart-melting. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then. Goodnight and Sugar Dreams, my dear avid readers.&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c96/emokid602/smiley.gif" border="0" alt="happy. Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-3764622781481798273?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3764622781481798273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=3764622781481798273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/3764622781481798273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/3764622781481798273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/04/photobucket_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-1313370400739778000</id><published>2009-04-04T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T11:53:40.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;FOR YOU I WILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F:&lt;/strong&gt; ... and I'll be off to Belgium, Sunday night, for about two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A: &lt;/strong&gt;Two weeks !? &lt;img alt="sad smiley Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i256.photobucket.com/albums/hh180/che_chazzy/icon/sad.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much persuation, he've came up to a conclusion to stay up til Wednesday and to only leave after meeting up. I dont intend to elaborate any further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-1313370400739778000?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1313370400739778000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=1313370400739778000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/1313370400739778000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/1313370400739778000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-you-i-will-f.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i256.photobucket.com/albums/hh180/che_chazzy/icon/th_sad.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-4636914541792080152</id><published>2009-04-03T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T07:46:34.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/KS360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;( Baby, I'd like to substitute you for a KS360 LG Sidekick. Very Badly. &lt;img alt="sad smiley Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i256.photobucket.com/albums/hh180/che_chazzy/icon/sad.gif" border="0" /&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, in a week's time. *fingers crossed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-4636914541792080152?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/4636914541792080152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=4636914541792080152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/4636914541792080152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/4636914541792080152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/04/id-like-to-substitute-my-current-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i256.photobucket.com/albums/hh180/che_chazzy/icon/th_sad.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-6227809244347853803</id><published>2009-04-01T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T07:30:46.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RECYCLED AIR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger03-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Currently Listening To: &lt;strong&gt;Make-Up Smeared Eyes by Automatic Loveletter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I managed to unravel my mind after being clobbered by a massive traffic that layed inmobile within me for several days now. To be in a dire situation, not only did it no longer made me fought the compulsion to go against my limits but instead, to actually go over it. What exactly happened last night, wasn't a least bit complimentary. I supposed I owe an apology to those few who not only got themselves worried about me, but also to those who tried getting through me but unfortunately, to no avail. Truth is, I was over at Aisyah's crib for a night and after which, the following day, to only find myself skipping school. Did I not only get to skip four solid periods of SOVA, I also got to dine in at Pizzahut for lunch with Syaffy and Syu and watch an hour plus Wild Child movie over at their crib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It certainly did made me feel much much much better after having to flood mum with three solid texts concerning on the matter, bout how I felt, why I acted so that way and etc. Im hoping to nurture a closer relationship with her soon after this, and not have any major conflicts near future.&lt;img alt="happy. Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c96/emokid602/smiley.gif" border="0" /&gt; Also, knowing that I was rather unwell, she made me this chinese herbal drink and a few cut apples and left it on my study table. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just when I was about to grin at my widest, I had a tiff with Fai. Tsk. 'Sickening Toad'.&lt;img alt="sad smiley:( Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll149/cameron_eileen143/sad.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-6227809244347853803?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6227809244347853803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=6227809244347853803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/6227809244347853803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;/strong&gt;Do support by having your electricity switched off for an hour tonight. *cheers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-5453242227700241415?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5453242227700241415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=5453242227700241415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/5453242227700241415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/5453242227700241415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-6225930416011237094?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6225930416011237094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=6225930416011237094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/6225930416011237094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/6225930416011237094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith 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src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/edit17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/edit18-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/edit20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Currently Listening To: &lt;strong&gt;Goodbye Mr A. by The Hoosiers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Just so you know, Im having a terrible terrible terrible tooth / gum ache and to actually bare the piercing pain which is very much undescribable, is killing me. Its been this way eversince I got back from vacation to Batam with the schoolmates. Argh. I could shed a couple of teardrops just by having to think about it. I'm guessing it may be due to the extra wisdom tooth which is squeezing its way out through the back of my gums. I went about complaining to mum a few nights before and all she gave me was a cup of salt water. &lt;img alt="Wow! Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm47/Little_Ninja08/wow.gif" border="0" /&gt; Greaaaaat. But I'd like to think I cheated. I gargled with 1/2 the amount given and threw away the leftover portion. Reason being, it tasted very much like saltwater. Really er, disgustingly sucky. Hah. Whatever it is, now that the pain's lessened, I doubt so I'm making a trip to the dentist tomorrow. Hallelujah* Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more could I ask for other than a casual day out with the favourites. After much bonding around in the past two months or so, we've became very much like coffee and morning trains. We do just about everything together now. Yaaaaay Us ! cheers* &lt;img alt="laughing Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i514.photobucket.com/albums/t345/bobenontot/laughing-smiley-001.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s. love love love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STICKY NOTE: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I'm soo gonna fucking miss Aisyah. Take care of yourself while you're away the whole of next week. *puts a couple drops of eyemo and fakes a cry. Bahaahaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-93458096352928981?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/93458096352928981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=93458096352928981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/93458096352928981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/93458096352928981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/photobucket_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-882458715156740042</id><published>2009-03-17T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T02:55:17.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;NEWSFLASH: I'M BACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314406172276278114" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScCQQbqrw2I/AAAAAAAAAfg/saVNd__bUaE/s400/Batam01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314406188244446578" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScCQRXJyrXI/AAAAAAAAAfo/-rCiFT1eDQ8/s400/Batam02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314406196848135282" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScCQR3NEjHI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ZQewx78kvLU/s400/Batam03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314406204205608930" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScCQSSnOr-I/AAAAAAAAAf4/jqb0Fj31miQ/s400/Batam04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314411316859771010" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScCU74u-GII/AAAAAAAAAgA/dtuF1qfVw0g/s400/Batam05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Meet Cikgu Maiza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314411329042412082" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScCU8mHicjI/AAAAAAAAAgI/aTEdz8iMSfA/s400/Batam06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;My 3 Room Mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314411338138994866" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScCU9IAVSLI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/KYRq_41ajR8/s400/Batam07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314411355597904706" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScCU-JC3G0I/AAAAAAAAAgY/fuGPczubTwQ/s400/Batam08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Upon Arrival in Batam Ferry Terminal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314425769896800402" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScCiFKfhcJI/AAAAAAAAAgg/2iEBAfqVMI8/s400/Batam09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314425772389420098" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScCiFTxzzEI/AAAAAAAAAgo/q6k1rUeUO1w/s400/Batam10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;We had lunch at a local restaraunt (Indonesian Food)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314425778174275362" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScCiFpVBryI/AAAAAAAAAgw/fNbV1ED-0hw/s400/Batam11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314425782832517122" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScCiF6ro0AI/AAAAAAAAAg4/yA0itkxkkmU/s400/Batam12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Fisherman Village - &lt;strong&gt;Cock Fighting Demo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314437710240104594" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScCs8LvNQJI/AAAAAAAAAhA/c5OoOmEESDk/s400/Batam13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314437716732791970" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScCs8j7LzKI/AAAAAAAAAhI/-tg35Vi43XU/s400/Batam14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314437722739735394" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScCs86TWe2I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/cRywvApZe1s/s400/Batam15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314437727725064946" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScCs9M38kvI/AAAAAAAAAhY/OE8Pxebw6OI/s400/Batam16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314441754750783058" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScCwnmtsjlI/AAAAAAAAAhg/vSzkd2uwZes/s400/Batam17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314441763127519218" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScCwoF63Z_I/AAAAAAAAAho/bgjXj8BYtJA/s400/Batam18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314441772042070850" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScCwonIQq0I/AAAAAAAAAhw/y7dBHvZ45A4/s400/Batam19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314441777713379026" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScCwo8QZ9tI/AAAAAAAAAh4/YwGBdVSHgds/s400/Batam20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314447748785409362" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScC2EgO6jVI/AAAAAAAAAiI/6WQccJqvRdg/s400/Batam22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314447745665881842" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScC2EUnKVvI/AAAAAAAAAiA/B7N8RRV15bk/s400/Batam21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;(-inserts name of the following bridge, of which I dont know what it is)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314462275436093858" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScDDSEOVIaI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/T_EpHIBPzt8/s400/Batam23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314462290471815634" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScDDS8PICdI/AAAAAAAAAiY/C-8KSwqTL0A/s400/Batam24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314462294157130738" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScDDTJ9xe_I/AAAAAAAAAig/86XVK9sdcx4/s400/Batam25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314462305655245378" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScDDT0zIykI/AAAAAAAAAio/IxkJ2fuYDoQ/s400/Batam26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314462314120533442" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScDDUUVa1cI/AAAAAAAAAiw/G4cuOveOTns/s400/Batam27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-882458715156740042?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/882458715156740042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=882458715156740042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/882458715156740042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/882458715156740042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/ScCQQbqrw2I/AAAAAAAAAfg/saVNd__bUaE/s72-c/Batam01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-6835039539272849004</id><published>2009-03-13T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T06:56:30.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;STICKY NOTE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;- I'll be on a 4days / 3nights so called 'vacation' to Batam with the schoolmates until Tues. Until then, only will I feed my blog with proper updates and reply to tags, once I'm back. Pinky Promise* hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-6835039539272849004?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6835039539272849004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=6835039539272849004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/6835039539272849004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/6835039539272849004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/sticky-note-ill-be-on-4days-3nights-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-8508473931625711726</id><published>2009-03-08T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T06:55:36.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUNDAY EVENING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I'm looking forward to the March school holidays even though its only a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310789258304535202" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/SbO2sVIzuqI/AAAAAAAAAeo/AR2X3mCR9mk/s400/chatchatchat.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;After for so looong, I actually got to have a chat with Myrah bestfriend and Sali Peterpan. Unfortunately, Sali had to go off for dinner with friends while like usually, conversations with Myrah's always halfway. Ahaa. So, in which, that left me to drift back to square one, being &lt;strong&gt;utterly mundane&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;LEUKEMIA.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leukemia"&gt;( click here for the definition of the word 'leukimia' )&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Currently Listening To: &lt;strong&gt;Move You by Anya Marina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such tragic news. I dislike the sight of blood and the presence of sharp objects. Needles, so to speak of. How could one be so spiritualy motivated to go through a 4-cycle chemotherapy and be willing enough to forge enough strength in weakness, so as to fight off cancer ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May he be recovered miracly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-8508473931625711726?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8508473931625711726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=8508473931625711726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/8508473931625711726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/8508473931625711726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1m-_t1k7Kg/SbO2sVIzuqI/AAAAAAAAAeo/AR2X3mCR9mk/s72-c/chatchatchat.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-6078266083165830906</id><published>2009-03-06T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T19:16:27.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Currently Listening To: &lt;strong&gt;Smelyalata by NeverShoutNever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="798" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/complejo.jpg" width="530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANK GOD ITS FRIDAY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-6078266083165830906?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6078266083165830906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=6078266083165830906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/6078266083165830906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/6078266083165830906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-removed-my-tagboard-and-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-9104448180088987949</id><published>2009-03-01T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T06:53:56.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHERE DID ALL THE GOOD GO ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Currently Listening To: &lt;strong&gt;New Radio by I Haunt Wizards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I was looking through Vogues and a certain section on Pop Art, only to come upon a wonderful man named Jeffrey K. Otto. I got somewhat like half an hour and my job was to look, brainstorm for "ideas". I dont remember of ever finding or getting one but I'm certainly depending on Jeffrey to flush me down a couple of inspirational ideas for my pending art assignment and it has better be good for I'm really hoping an A-grade for this. Or maybe not. Argh. ( Yes, I was refering to a curator of a certain something )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its that time of the month again. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah &lt;strong&gt;PAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'm broke. ( Not really ). 20 bucks in hand. I need to save. I repeat, SAVE. Okay, its not helping. Someone do please motivate me to save, spend less and only burn the plastic bucks on only whats necessary. Hah. Other than which, I've not been producing good grades. Rest assured, this year's gonna be one of a hell train ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-9104448180088987949?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/9104448180088987949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=9104448180088987949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/9104448180088987949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/9104448180088987949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6611044536424034552.post-8410852876883960051</id><published>2009-02-28T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T19:57:39.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="707" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/imagess0095.jpg" width="530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6611044536424034552-8410852876883960051?l=crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8410852876883960051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6611044536424034552&amp;postID=8410852876883960051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/8410852876883960051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6611044536424034552/posts/default/8410852876883960051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashandburnbaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Keith Thaddeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357420622108936400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
