<?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-2674689623531058555</id><updated>2011-07-29T03:54:59.861+08:00</updated><category term='home-base babysit'/><category term='sorry mum'/><category term='food'/><category term='karma'/><category term='mistakes'/><category term='*mother fuckers= saifuddin ashari wing'/><category term='yishun'/><category term='sick'/><category term='*him'/><category term='quit'/><category term='work'/><category term='Calls chat Nik Fazly Kaifi Saifuddin Ashari'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>*annis*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674689623531058555/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nurannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15767221573926015015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8G75rxPt7eo/Smwa38_jYkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FB-REGr-0Rw/S220/208.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674689623531058555.post-6327896152446425082</id><published>2009-09-13T03:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T04:39:12.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd geylang trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The whole month of puasa so far, this is the 2nd time ive been to geylang.&lt;br /&gt;The first was with ibu, abg syafiq n adek.&lt;br /&gt;But today missing one, abg syafiq coz he went buke with his frens n gf..&lt;br /&gt;Thought of miting him there but the place was too packed to reconize ppl.&lt;br /&gt;The place was freaking packed ar, especially with mats n minahs n i don even noe whats their point of being there when they didnt even buy anything.&lt;br /&gt;Biken semak aje....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otw to joo chat saw hairi n few ppl behind him was that f***ing HANIFF.&lt;br /&gt;I don noe what was his point of saying "satelite" out loud.&lt;br /&gt;If he meant saying that to hit me than it didnt work ar idiot!&lt;br /&gt;Bodoh siak. Merepek punye budak.&lt;br /&gt;Umur je 19, da masok ns plak tu tap perangai tk ubah2.&lt;br /&gt;Watever la bdk, ko nk act childish ko punye psl la.&lt;br /&gt;I have no time to entertain ur stupid acts.&lt;br /&gt;Immuture idiot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we reached joo chat went round looking for ayah's baju kurong.&lt;br /&gt;At last after 1 n half hrs searching, finally found it.&lt;br /&gt;It cost $79 but its ok. Want to compare what he paid for us all this years??'&lt;br /&gt;Beyond comparison ar. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking back to the mrt station saw riri!&lt;br /&gt;He was with his cousin. Sombong,tk nk pandang pon. hehh...&lt;br /&gt;Got a cab opposite the mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;Wow by the time i got in the cab, was already dead.&lt;br /&gt;Damn tired sia.&lt;br /&gt;Hp batt also went flat. Caused by all those msging with nizam. Hehh...&lt;br /&gt; Really time to buy now phone ar.&lt;br /&gt;Who is kind enough to buy for me? haha&lt;br /&gt;Keep on dreaming ar nis....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K time for sahur......&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/2674689623531058555-6327896152446425082?l=nurannis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/feeds/6327896152446425082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/2009/09/2nd-geylang-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674689623531058555/posts/default/6327896152446425082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674689623531058555/posts/default/6327896152446425082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/2009/09/2nd-geylang-trip.html' title='2nd geylang trip'/><author><name>nurannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15767221573926015015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8G75rxPt7eo/Smwa38_jYkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FB-REGr-0Rw/S220/208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674689623531058555.post-1063384144764371901</id><published>2009-09-13T03:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T03:51:57.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ending</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;At work, my PG babies sang bday song for me.. So sweet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work went stright back hm, mum cooked kway teow for me.&lt;br /&gt;Wohoo!! my fav...&lt;br /&gt;Den after buke ibu, abg syafiq n adek went downstairs, left me n ayah at hm.&lt;br /&gt;Ayah as usual bz with his tv so i went to my rm to rest,&lt;br /&gt;in the end fell asleep...&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;Ibu woke me up when she reached hm.&lt;br /&gt;From what i remembered, she sang bday song for me.&lt;br /&gt;Then, she ask me to blow a candle, after dat......&lt;br /&gt;I don noe what happen.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;Ibu told me after blowing the candle i fell back straight to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;heee...&lt;br /&gt;So thats how i celebrated my bday with my fam..&lt;br /&gt;A very sweet one.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674689623531058555-1063384144764371901?l=nurannis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/feeds/1063384144764371901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/2009/09/ending.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674689623531058555/posts/default/1063384144764371901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674689623531058555/posts/default/1063384144764371901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/2009/09/ending.html' title='The ending'/><author><name>nurannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15767221573926015015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8G75rxPt7eo/Smwa38_jYkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FB-REGr-0Rw/S220/208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674689623531058555.post-9066151816562304888</id><published>2009-09-10T02:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:34:36.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The 1st hr of my bday sucks ar bcoz of dat stupid kaifi.&lt;br /&gt;Binget sak.&lt;br /&gt;Gd enough dat i want to talk on the phone with him, still got the cheeks to carik gadoh.&lt;br /&gt;Wah..&lt;br /&gt;Who is he sia to judge or pass remarks on me. Pls la, ur no better urself.&lt;br /&gt;Wait till other half finds out what u've been up to behind her back. Confirm kene fuck upside down punye.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, i will never give u my number!&lt;br /&gt;To hell with u la.&lt;br /&gt;Im not gonna let u spoil my bday....&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/2674689623531058555-9066151816562304888?l=nurannis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/feeds/9066151816562304888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/2009/09/beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674689623531058555/posts/default/9066151816562304888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674689623531058555/posts/default/9066151816562304888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/2009/09/beginning.html' title='The beginning'/><author><name>nurannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15767221573926015015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8G75rxPt7eo/Smwa38_jYkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FB-REGr-0Rw/S220/208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674689623531058555.post-9164712012170257120</id><published>2009-08-30T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T00:41:53.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 week into puasa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 week + 1 day of puasa..&lt;br /&gt;So far i have already missed 1 day coz of the fever.&lt;br /&gt;Other den dat, everything going great except for work n everybody noes dat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, rifqi sleep over my place tonite.&lt;br /&gt;Happy giler sey, miss him so much. We went to the shop n did drawing n stuff.. loads of fun..&lt;br /&gt;This part i don noe to say it funny or embarassing...?&lt;br /&gt;Rifqi followed me down to pass mee to Is,n he was like running around screaming at the top of his voice.. Is was like smiling when i ran after rifqi..&lt;br /&gt;Memalukn btol ar si kenet nie.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. but the hell his adorable..&lt;br /&gt;Told gf alin bout my trip down the carpark, she was like chey2..bile lag nis?&lt;br /&gt;Pls la lin..we're just FRENS ok.. haha&lt;br /&gt;Salah ke kwn kasi kwn laok?Tk kn..&lt;br /&gt;haha.. blom ade jodoh untk ade bf lag la. haha&lt;br /&gt;Tkpe i don mind waiting the the my mr right! eventhough it can be boring at times being alone.&lt;br /&gt;Gf smue pon ade bf masing2. Kite kalo ganggu je da jad makcik kpo.&lt;br /&gt;Tkpe annis, must have patience...&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. k la, update more when theres story aites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674689623531058555-9164712012170257120?l=nurannis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/feeds/9164712012170257120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/2009/08/1-week-into-puasa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674689623531058555/posts/default/9164712012170257120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674689623531058555/posts/default/9164712012170257120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/2009/08/1-week-into-puasa.html' title='1 week into puasa'/><author><name>nurannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15767221573926015015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8G75rxPt7eo/Smwa38_jYkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FB-REGr-0Rw/S220/208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674689623531058555.post-1602636690505663464</id><published>2009-08-23T13:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T14:29:15.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New look!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;At last like lin said,got a make over.&lt;br /&gt;Credits goes to Liyana my cuzie...&lt;br /&gt;Thanx lots dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day of puase already.. So far doing great,had biscuits n milo for sahur..&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, boleh tahan.. actually better dari mkn nasi ar..&lt;br /&gt;Kalo mkn nasi pkl 10-11 da lapar, tapi nie boleh tahan 1 hari..&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah..&lt;br /&gt;Also need to diet, nk dekat raya nie...&lt;br /&gt;Must lose some weight,need to look good for raya.. haha&lt;br /&gt;Insyallah by raya ade difference.. hehh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, last week met this guy.. hes great..&lt;br /&gt;He fetch me frm school, we went to esplanade for awhile&lt;br /&gt;Reach there around 10 and left @ 11, the ride home was fun.. he teases me while riding, main giler.. da lame hidop agak nye.. haha&lt;br /&gt;Reach my void deck,ibu was already waiting outside(as per usual..) hee..&lt;br /&gt;He was like, is ur mum ok? Should i send u up?&lt;br /&gt;And i was like, UH!? Nooo... nvm its ok&lt;br /&gt;He send me to the lift lobby,still insists on sending me up.&lt;br /&gt;But i don want coz 1st thing, is, that was our 1st miting so i don want mum to think something else.. Coz she always have that habit of thinking i already have a bf whenever i met someone.&lt;br /&gt;And the 2nd thing is that, i would nvr bring home a guy unless im serious with him..&lt;br /&gt;We spent the 1st week talking otp till 4am,&lt;br /&gt;lately hes been bz with work so didnt have time to talk long..&lt;br /&gt;Hes nice but i don want to get my hopes too high, coz im not sure if he felt the same way..&lt;br /&gt;Hes all that i could ask for, but the other thing thats been bugging me is that hes way..&lt;br /&gt;n i mean way.......older den me..&lt;br /&gt;Some says, age is just a number, so long ur comfortable with the person den there should be no problem..&lt;br /&gt;I think so too but.. I don noe..&lt;br /&gt;Like i say i don want to get my hopes up too high..&lt;br /&gt;We'll just wait and see what happens...&lt;br /&gt;Till den........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~annis~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674689623531058555-1602636690505663464?l=nurannis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/feeds/1602636690505663464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-look.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674689623531058555/posts/default/1602636690505663464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674689623531058555/posts/default/1602636690505663464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-look.html' title='New look!'/><author><name>nurannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15767221573926015015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8G75rxPt7eo/Smwa38_jYkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FB-REGr-0Rw/S220/208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674689623531058555.post-3071522203883320673</id><published>2009-08-23T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:15:20.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are they just the same?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This year has been all about bad luck for me..&lt;br /&gt;Ive just my self to blame for that.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping things would change real soon,&lt;br /&gt;praying hard for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys also had been hell for me..&lt;br /&gt;This time i blame my luck for that.. haha&lt;br /&gt;Don know when would my prince charming would arrive..*wink2!&lt;br /&gt;I would have to keep on dreaming for that though, baha!&lt;br /&gt;Life has been quiet, just want some one to talk to at nite n free time..&lt;br /&gt;Haslin has been great at that.. hhee..&lt;br /&gt;Thanx again lin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penat ar mcm gini aje..&lt;br /&gt;Mintak2 la my luck would change anytime soon.....&lt;br /&gt;Hmm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674689623531058555-3071522203883320673?l=nurannis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/feeds/3071522203883320673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/2009/08/are-they-just-same.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674689623531058555/posts/default/3071522203883320673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674689623531058555/posts/default/3071522203883320673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/2009/08/are-they-just-same.html' title='Are they just the same?'/><author><name>nurannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15767221573926015015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8G75rxPt7eo/Smwa38_jYkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FB-REGr-0Rw/S220/208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674689623531058555.post-3293980060450221642</id><published>2009-08-15T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:15:46.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calls chat Nik Fazly Kaifi Saifuddin Ashari'/><title type='text'>Should have not pick up the call...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Its been over six months but he called up from the blue..&lt;br /&gt;Last sat Nik called me in the middle of the night,&lt;br /&gt;went blank for a moment before picking up his call...&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to just reject the call but at the same time wanted to know what made him call..&lt;br /&gt;So i picked up..&lt;br /&gt;He said my bro went over to his place looking for him but he was out&lt;br /&gt;Why? Why did bro went there?&lt;br /&gt;I didnt get ans from both party..&lt;br /&gt;1 wont ans n the other kept saying he didnt know..&lt;br /&gt;Haizz.......'&lt;br /&gt;Nik wanted to know whats wrong with me, when i say nothings wrong,&lt;br /&gt;he demanded i tell him what problem i was going tru...&lt;br /&gt;I honestly didnt want to tell him,&lt;br /&gt;coz its just too shameful but at the same time i couldnt keep things from him&lt;br /&gt;Maybe becoz we had our past...&lt;br /&gt;He said why i didnt tell him earlier so that he could help me&lt;br /&gt;But to think back again, why should i?&lt;br /&gt;He didnt want to have anything to do with me anymore since we broke up,&lt;br /&gt;he even said "i don think we can even be frens"&lt;br /&gt;That made me stay away from him, too painful for me to look for him...&lt;br /&gt;After about an hr of letting out my sorrows, he droped the bom..&lt;br /&gt;"Can i share something with u?"&lt;br /&gt;"What is it?"&lt;br /&gt;"Im attached now"&lt;br /&gt;"Ouh..gd for u.. im happy for u.."&lt;br /&gt;When i said i was happy for him, the truth was im not..&lt;br /&gt;It took him 2yrs to get over the previous rship before me&lt;br /&gt;but it only took him less than 6 mths to get over me.. i didnt mean as much to him...&lt;br /&gt;That really crush everything...&lt;br /&gt;Yes i dated other guys after him but i just couldnt commit myself with them..&lt;br /&gt;N yes i asked for the brake-up&lt;br /&gt;but i still was very much IN LOVE with him...&lt;br /&gt;Though i didnt say it but deep down inside i noe i still do.. I just didnt want to admit..&lt;br /&gt;I didnt want that love to turn to hate, dats why i just had to let go..&lt;br /&gt;Hes happy now, so i don regret going our seprate ways..&lt;br /&gt;As for me, i just have to find my way of moving on with life...&lt;br /&gt;But why did he have to call?&lt;br /&gt;I was able to lead my life normally before his call but now i kept thinking of our times together..&lt;br /&gt;We had so much planned for the future but now all seems to go down the drain..&lt;br /&gt;Must i hate him to forget him?&lt;br /&gt;Must i make him feel what i felt to forget him?&lt;br /&gt;Oh god..&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so damn hard?&lt;br /&gt;Damn u la Nik Fazly.. Why did u have to call...&lt;br /&gt;U should have just left me alone, leave me with my own prob to settle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Kaifi pon bodoh! Why did he have to call also...&lt;br /&gt;Cant this people just leave me alone to settle my own things...&lt;br /&gt;People just love to see me in pain..&lt;br /&gt;Damn u all la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what made my day was, i chat with Ashari aka Wing&lt;br /&gt;Not the part where i chat with him but when he told me he had probs..&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. serve u right!&lt;br /&gt;U created my problem and now u get a taste of ur own medicine..&lt;br /&gt;Huahuahua!&lt;br /&gt;His hutang noe keliling pingang, still got no job, family financial tight..&lt;br /&gt;I pity the family though, kene tanggung anak yg da besar panjang tapi tkde hasil..&lt;br /&gt;Pelan2 kayoh la bang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh gosh... Calls n chats... too much for the week...&lt;br /&gt;Please just leave me alone people..&lt;br /&gt;Let me lead my life in peace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674689623531058555-3293980060450221642?l=nurannis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/feeds/3293980060450221642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/2009/08/should-have-not-pick-up-call.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674689623531058555/posts/default/3293980060450221642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674689623531058555/posts/default/3293980060450221642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/2009/08/should-have-not-pick-up-call.html' title='Should have not pick up the call...'/><author><name>nurannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15767221573926015015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8G75rxPt7eo/Smwa38_jYkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FB-REGr-0Rw/S220/208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674689623531058555.post-69305868715148039</id><published>2009-08-06T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:16:05.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As of yesterday, everything was over...&lt;br /&gt;I was relieved at the same time couldnt believe dat it actually ended..&lt;br /&gt;I knew i shoudnt have done it in the first place but....&lt;br /&gt;Its a mistake thats all i can say...&lt;br /&gt;All of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i was there i saw someone..&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt believe my eyes in the beginning but when i took a closer look, yah it was her..&lt;br /&gt;Didnt want to think anything in the first place,&lt;br /&gt;but when she went exactly where i was going i already knew we were doing the same thing...&lt;br /&gt;Went up, in the waiting area she started the conversation...&lt;br /&gt;Within a short while we knew lots bout each others personal life...&lt;br /&gt;I cant say anything bout her coz im imperfect myself...&lt;br /&gt;All i can say was shes a nice person..&lt;br /&gt;We gave each other support coz our love ones werent there with us..&lt;br /&gt;U have my support dear... Best of luck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came out frm there ibu was already waiting outside reading her newspaper..&lt;br /&gt;She has always been there for me, through gd times and bad...&lt;br /&gt;Why did i have to do this to her?&lt;br /&gt;Ive disappoint her time and time again...&lt;br /&gt;This time round i promise i will change for the better...&lt;br /&gt;Put aside bf or rships..&lt;br /&gt;All i want noe is to save lots n lots of money..&lt;br /&gt;*Get license&lt;br /&gt;*Buy a car by the age 22&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i could get those 2 things that ive always been dreaming of... hehe&lt;br /&gt;Now to start....SAVE MONEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New start, new beginning..&lt;br /&gt;N new Annis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674689623531058555-69305868715148039?l=nurannis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/feeds/69305868715148039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674689623531058555/posts/default/69305868715148039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674689623531058555/posts/default/69305868715148039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>nurannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15767221573926015015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8G75rxPt7eo/Smwa38_jYkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FB-REGr-0Rw/S220/208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674689623531058555.post-8216588345230418492</id><published>2009-08-01T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:16:54.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='*mother fuckers= saifuddin ashari wing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='*him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mistakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry mum'/><title type='text'>out in the open</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Finally, the truth is out.. eventhough its hard to swallow, i feel relived..&lt;br /&gt;Still couldnt belief bro followed me to the place..&lt;br /&gt;Shocked!&lt;br /&gt;Was all i could think of....&lt;br /&gt;Had a really long talk with him all the way to wlds..&lt;br /&gt;It was true, he was the one i pick fights with the most but he was the first one there for me...&lt;br /&gt;I don noe wat to say...&lt;br /&gt;Truly touched and mad at myself for always thinking negative of him...&lt;br /&gt;Talked to him on the fon too..&lt;br /&gt;How much better our conversation was this time round after all the arguments we had lately...&lt;br /&gt;We managed to read each other better now..&lt;br /&gt;We noe wat we want frm each other..&lt;br /&gt;That is,a genuine frenship.. We both noe that is what we raelly want...&lt;br /&gt;He asked,"U maseh nk berkwn dgn i lepas nie smue selesai?"&lt;br /&gt;Me,"Nie smue terpulang pade u,keputusan kat tangan u..."&lt;br /&gt;N yes we both agreed to remain frens after this...&lt;br /&gt;Even if we cant be together, as in a couple.. We are still frens..&lt;br /&gt;Yah, we've got no more secrets.. I noe everything bout him n he noes everything bout me...&lt;br /&gt;Glad we managed to settle the differences between us....&lt;br /&gt;And as for that mother *f....&lt;br /&gt;Well wat the hell... I might as well say his name...,&lt;br /&gt;Saifuddin ashari aka Wing....&lt;br /&gt;I was a real idiot for believing in him...&lt;br /&gt;I may not be the first person he did this to.. Im just afraid other girls might be fooled by him...&lt;br /&gt;He was never sincere of any of his words.. He lied all the way tru...&lt;br /&gt;All his words was just lies!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I want him to get a taste of his own medicine...&lt;br /&gt;He should.. no no.. He MUST!&lt;br /&gt;How can he just escape n run free after what he did...&lt;br /&gt;We both made the mess and im suppose to clean it up myself?&lt;br /&gt;Dats just not freaking fair!!!&lt;br /&gt;I don want revenge but i also don want other innocent girls to fall into this *fuckers traps....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen up SAIFUDDIN ASHARI!&lt;br /&gt;U may escape this time round but remember god has eyes...&lt;br /&gt;He will be watching u all the time..&lt;br /&gt;U may run free now but sooner or later ur sins will catch up with u..&lt;br /&gt;I belief in KARMA!&lt;br /&gt;Repent and realise ur mistakes now before something bigger knocks u down...&lt;br /&gt;Then it'll be too late for u to be sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To mummy, im really sorry for bringing u shame..&lt;br /&gt;I misused ur trust and bring u disappointment...&lt;br /&gt;I promise,after we get this settled no more of this nonsense...&lt;br /&gt;I will change for the better....&lt;br /&gt;Im really sorry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674689623531058555-8216588345230418492?l=nurannis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/feeds/8216588345230418492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/2009/08/out-in-open.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674689623531058555/posts/default/8216588345230418492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674689623531058555/posts/default/8216588345230418492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/2009/08/out-in-open.html' title='out in the open'/><author><name>nurannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15767221573926015015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8G75rxPt7eo/Smwa38_jYkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FB-REGr-0Rw/S220/208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674689623531058555.post-3056603642496733698</id><published>2009-07-26T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:17:16.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yishun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>when n where am i gonna do it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've dragged things for too long now.. n now i have the money just don noe where is the place.&lt;br /&gt;i've got support frm my gfs, they have always been there for me.&lt;br /&gt;thanx babes!&lt;br /&gt;*Nauseas and headaches are making me sick lately.&lt;br /&gt;Don feel like doing anything, just  staying at hm n do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Don feel like going to work, don feel like going out and all i think abt is food!&lt;br /&gt;And when i think of food i think fast-food!&lt;br /&gt;hmm... yum2....&lt;br /&gt;Really need to find the place fast before things gets out of hand.&lt;br /&gt;Babes! help me fast.&lt;br /&gt;Yest lin and i was supposed to go survey yishun but she waited for me and i waited for her call&lt;br /&gt;haha.. klakar ar, end up she went expo with her fam.&lt;br /&gt;I think ibu is starting to suspect something..&lt;br /&gt;Coz lets face it, i've not been acting normal at home lately.. but what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;Its not like i purposely doing all this. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt. Next time before doing anything, think of the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;But in my case its too late for that. Now what i have to do is, mend my mistakes and start afresh.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully im not too late.. and if ashari helps me this time, thanx alot.&lt;br /&gt;I promise after we're done with this, i wont trouble u anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wish all this was just a nightmare that i could wake up from anytime soon.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674689623531058555-3056603642496733698?l=nurannis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/feeds/3056603642496733698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-n-where-am-i-gonna-do-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674689623531058555/posts/default/3056603642496733698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674689623531058555/posts/default/3056603642496733698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-n-where-am-i-gonna-do-it.html' title='when n where am i gonna do it?'/><author><name>nurannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15767221573926015015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8G75rxPt7eo/Smwa38_jYkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FB-REGr-0Rw/S220/208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674689623531058555.post-6226774951796100502</id><published>2009-07-17T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:17:37.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home-base babysit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Im tired of things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Everyday is the same old, same old.. just getting tired of them.. start off the day, (before this it was 530am but now) 615am wake up, shower, get ready for work n off to work... 730 reach work, immediately start no time for rest... 730-830 sit with the kids watch and chat with them with all their nonsense..(funny tho sometimes) 830 bring my baby PGs to class for breakfast, sit with chen laushe till tr lilee comes @ 9 n tr amutha @ 930.. den off to principal(mrs anthony) desk to ask where to next... only then she would look around and see if there is enough trs.. damn it! she always does that.. fucking hate it.. if there is enough im off to mont k1 n k2 which clearly can be handled by their form trs themselves.. but noo.... i have to there to help them out.. wth ar.. im an assistant tr but when im there im the same as a maid... "nur.. u do this... nur... u can do that..." arghhhhh!!!! im learning nothing just by sitting n watch u teach! getting tired n lazy with work.. this month ive been to the doc 3 times... omg...  but thats the only way coz fat hope shes letting us take leave... it kills her to let us off for our leave... last wk i told her im taking leave on fri coz ive got medical appt at 220pm.. guess wat she said....? "hmm... but wat are u going to do in the morning? u come to work in the morning n u take half day.. u leave @ 1, its at ttsh rite, so near". Yah! but i still have to clear up, get ready, walk to the mrt station, wait for the train... all that would take me till maybe around 1+.. dat is if i rush.. omg.. so inconsiderate of her... i seriously cannot stand it anymore... previously i was damn eager to go to work 530am sharp i would wake up but now i would hit the alarm 2-3 times before getting up... i practically have to drag myself to go to work... i don enjoy my life at work anymore... want to quit but still have lots of things to settle, sch fees, hp bills, senoman n stuff.. personal matters to add on, on top of dat... things just don go down instead it keeps on pilling up... hiaz.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wat if i work frm hm? i mean, do wat my mum does babysit frm hm... i may not earn as much but i would atleast it could brush off the pressure i get now frm, manager, supervisor, principal n other form trs... i really cannot take it anymore.. im on the verge of breaking down... lucky i still have my mum n best fren to talk to... thanx bu.. n thanx lin for listening to all my naggings almost everynite... ur the best!=) i seriously might consider babysitting frm hm but dats after hari raya n at the end of my course in nov... i cant take all the pressure... pls pray for me.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674689623531058555-6226774951796100502?l=nurannis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/feeds/6226774951796100502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-tired-of-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674689623531058555/posts/default/6226774951796100502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674689623531058555/posts/default/6226774951796100502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurannis.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-tired-of-things.html' title='Im tired of things'/><author><name>nurannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15767221573926015015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8G75rxPt7eo/Smwa38_jYkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FB-REGr-0Rw/S220/208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
