<?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-6216476647013157444</id><updated>2011-12-05T20:42:09.392+08:00</updated><category term='Hari Raya'/><category term='am i ruining things?'/><category term='Study'/><category term='Results'/><category term='GENTING'/><category term='Shopping'/><title type='text'>wyzzie ray</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>567</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-8256071068436975876</id><published>2009-11-29T15:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T15:49:52.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The smallest impact might leave a huge mark on one's life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the milky ways, on the grasslands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216476647013157444-8256071068436975876?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/8256071068436975876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=8256071068436975876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8256071068436975876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8256071068436975876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/11/smallest-impact-might-leave-huge-mark.html' title=''/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-3841024429654037393</id><published>2009-11-15T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:07:17.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;remember that.? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;"paint my walls from the dull and renew it to the bright"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Read between those lines. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Only some knows what i mean. :)&lt;br /&gt;Hush down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes,&lt;br /&gt;farwizah rahman.&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/6216476647013157444-3841024429654037393?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/3841024429654037393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=3841024429654037393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/3841024429654037393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/3841024429654037393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/11/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-4262209329750863344</id><published>2009-11-15T11:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T12:02:18.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dates?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I screamed while i stared at that trailer. Wishing not to even have a glance at the invincible horrendous thing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh someone miss me. huhu. I miss you too la, feefa. It's a stay home Sunday for me. Waiting patiently for brother to come home. I can't watch dvds on his laptop anymore. Because of his stupidity. Yes, he is stupid for doing that. Even he can't log in. Dumb Boy. I shall indulge myself with my storybook for the whole day with the laptop in front of my face. Sadly, i don't feel the holiday mood going over me. I have to make up a lot of dates with friends that i have bubbled them last time. Since before exams. huhu. Sorry. IN, Serynna, Taqim, Azim, Azrin, Weibin. And my dates with noi and feefa. Let's leave that one person out. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elated. Sudden mood to be in at noon for me. huhu. alahai. I can't wait to see the progress! hehe. Omg, please be fast. hehehe. There's no more reason to wait, you know. Ish. alahai feefa.. hehe. I'm so happy for you. LOL.&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/6216476647013157444-4262209329750863344?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/4262209329750863344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=4262209329750863344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4262209329750863344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4262209329750863344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/11/dates.html' title='dates?'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-1093222283050024407</id><published>2009-11-14T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T20:37:54.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>those days.:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sv6j23GwcfI/AAAAAAAABhE/m5EoaaWHGXs/s1600-h/IMG_6747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sv6j23GwcfI/AAAAAAAABhE/m5EoaaWHGXs/s400/IMG_6747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403936765791728114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day five.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sv6j2kuwCbI/AAAAAAAABg8/swatWWm3XAc/s1600-h/DSC00496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sv6j2kuwCbI/AAAAAAAABg8/swatWWm3XAc/s400/DSC00496.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403936760859199922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day four.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sv6j12OftnI/AAAAAAAABg0/5ptib6LKpL8/s1600-h/IMG_6737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sv6j12OftnI/AAAAAAAABg0/5ptib6LKpL8/s400/IMG_6737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403936748375881330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day Three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sv6j1reD1zI/AAAAAAAABgs/RlhQQZI9nz8/s1600-h/IMG_6699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sv6j1reD1zI/AAAAAAAABgs/RlhQQZI9nz8/s400/IMG_6699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403936745488373554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day Two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sv6j1YJL6dI/AAAAAAAABgk/5KKQpxjzr3I/s1600-h/IMG_6632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sv6j1YJL6dI/AAAAAAAABgk/5KKQpxjzr3I/s400/IMG_6632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403936740300548562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"We went through obstacles together. We shared laughter. We shared everything. We missed it much."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang, i miss those obs kids much. :(&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/6216476647013157444-1093222283050024407?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/1093222283050024407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=1093222283050024407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/1093222283050024407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/1093222283050024407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/11/those-days.html' title='those days.:'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sv6j23GwcfI/AAAAAAAABhE/m5EoaaWHGXs/s72-c/IMG_6747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-8665036675561579059</id><published>2009-11-14T18:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T18:50:49.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell tales.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sv6Hzu-mljI/AAAAAAAABgc/BpQRad-997k/s1600-h/DSC00759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sv6Hzu-mljI/AAAAAAAABgc/BpQRad-997k/s400/DSC00759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403905925744858674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Paint my walls to erase the dull and renew it with the bright."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My history of my pets. All named - sarah. Not the kittens and cats i owned. But the other little pets i owned in the different years. ironic eh. Watched the trailer of paranormal activity with brother. I screamed my hearts out. Huhu. It's scary but i want to watch it. Thriller. Hungry. Chewy junior with brother at home. I want to watch 2012, brother. :( Slept early yesterday, woke up late today. Two hours of reading and it was noon. Bathed. Headed for the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can do anything in Nineteen Minutes.&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/6216476647013157444-8665036675561579059?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/8665036675561579059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=8665036675561579059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8665036675561579059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8665036675561579059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/11/tell-tales.html' title='tell tales.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sv6Hzu-mljI/AAAAAAAABgc/BpQRad-997k/s72-c/DSC00759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-8813694253373829969</id><published>2009-11-13T19:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:01:39.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little black sandals.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The little black sandals, are walking me away."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining very heavily. Like it, hate it. Both somehow. I love my dearests. Having a laugh with them is like making the world go ugugagah. I love netball today. But i wanted court games. We ran with the rain. We were jumping and running through the field smiling wide. With rain pouring all over us. Very nice weather to sleep. Instead we did physical. Pasar malam with dearests. Some attention seeker kids. Annoying which made us looked confused. huhu. Let's head library tomorrow, alone. :) Good day, mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with that band.&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/6216476647013157444-8813694253373829969?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/8813694253373829969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=8813694253373829969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8813694253373829969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8813694253373829969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/11/little-black-sandals.html' title='Little black sandals.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-2986107489478481603</id><published>2009-11-12T15:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T15:57:51.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>classics and qoute;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Knowledge begets knowledge. The more i see, the more impressed i am - not with what we know - but with how tremendous the areas are as yet unexplored."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - John H. Glenn, Jr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going into classic books. After i finish reading my book, Nineteen Minutes. I'm going to dig into the world of classics and understand them. I felt the importance of it after literature class yesterday.&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/6216476647013157444-2986107489478481603?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/2986107489478481603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=2986107489478481603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2986107489478481603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2986107489478481603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/11/classics-and-qoute.html' title='classics and qoute;'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-7455021386162520927</id><published>2009-11-11T15:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T16:44:02.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joy-ness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;"We breathe Literature, never forget that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-Ms Teo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I dread for today. Laziness poured over me. Yet, i forced myself up. Oh, i can't wait to get it. Maybe. But i want that, not this for now. That is much more important. School was great. Lunch with mum and little cousin. Mcspicy. Home. Revision and homework right after this. remaining time will be filled with movie, i swear. I'm happy today. Too happy. I saw the notice on the school's noticeboard. Eagles and bursary. No more scholarships for me. Disappointing but i'm happy still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Biology:-&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Chang: Ah, What is this? (pointing at the diagram on the whiteboard)&lt;br /&gt;Zong Sheng: Cup.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Chang: Huh, what cup? Sabadikap ah? Cannot say cup you know. What's the given name?&lt;br /&gt;The whole class: HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Zong Sheng: oh ah, renal capsule..&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Chang: Ah yes, or Bowman's capsule..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh fish, I'm stopping on my amaths stuffs. I'm annoyed. Im not in the mood to do amaths. WHY. I'm having test tomorrow. OMFG. headstart's a bitch. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muke sape tak kontol pat sekolah?&lt;/span&gt; There shouldn't be any 'make up' on our faces but just a slumber-looking-effed-up face every time. Bitch that about me, i want to see your oh-so-fucking-pretty-with-make-ups face in school soon, whoever you are. Worse, i don't even know you. see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/6216476647013157444-7455021386162520927?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/7455021386162520927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=7455021386162520927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/7455021386162520927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/7455021386162520927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/11/joy-ness.html' title='joy-ness.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-3781039988403276125</id><published>2009-11-10T19:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T15:29:29.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bestfriends love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;"Sometimes, best friends show their love to each other in a bisexual way. No doubt it happens."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SvlQ1CTlEjI/AAAAAAAABgU/odlaJS4M6jI/s1600-h/f5e4422b50abb34e26921423a626a0e1.png.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SvlQ1CTlEjI/AAAAAAAABgU/odlaJS4M6jI/s400/f5e4422b50abb34e26921423a626a0e1.png.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402438100089901618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;"Let's p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;lay girlfriend and boyf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;riend like we used to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SvlKYqgaR9I/AAAAAAAABgM/_bRRN1-EiEU/s1600-h/megan-fox-amanda-seyfried-kiss-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SvlKYqgaR9I/AAAAAAAABgM/_bRRN1-EiEU/s400/megan-fox-amanda-seyfried-kiss-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402431015595165650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh that's what we call best friends that are in love. They french kiss each other. It was disturbing to watch. Who started the names? huhu. Jennifer's body at Noi's. Instant noodles. Sausages with cheese. Cold sky juice. It wasn't a horror movie. Last minute meet up with that boy. Yellow boy. Ice lemon tea. home. Skipped netball. How sick can we be. Missing 4 trainings in a row inclusive of tomorrow. huhu.&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/6216476647013157444-3781039988403276125?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/3781039988403276125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=3781039988403276125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/3781039988403276125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/3781039988403276125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/11/bestfriends-love.html' title='Bestfriends love.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SvlQ1CTlEjI/AAAAAAAABgU/odlaJS4M6jI/s72-c/f5e4422b50abb34e26921423a626a0e1.png.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-5214718833157743366</id><published>2009-11-09T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T16:43:43.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAREWELL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SvfWHUk-eVI/AAAAAAAABgE/jEtH1B0jWT4/s1600-h/tumblr_ksq8idERn81qao9sp.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 353px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SvfWHUk-eVI/AAAAAAAABgE/jEtH1B0jWT4/s400/tumblr_ksq8idERn81qao9sp.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402021699325426002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's saddening to lose her. Farewell bbq was great. Somehow though. I love the part where we cycled through the night. I love the part when it was only me and noi sharing everything while we cycle through. I love the part where I saw everything and noi heard everything about someone. giggles. It was very sweet. I love the part where i fell off the bike due to the darkness that haunts us. I love the part where i screamed my lungs out trying to get the people disturbing me away. hehe. I love the part where me, noi and feefa dip our feets on the sand and to the shallow parts of the sea with the nice cold breeze going against us. I love the part where we surprised ms kong with a cake. I love the pictures taken. I love every moment of it. Sunday was a movie marathon day for me. Only me not brother. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give me my last hug. You'll need it much, friend. :)&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/6216476647013157444-5214718833157743366?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/5214718833157743366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=5214718833157743366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/5214718833157743366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/5214718833157743366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/11/farewell.html' title='FAREWELL.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SvfWHUk-eVI/AAAAAAAABgE/jEtH1B0jWT4/s72-c/tumblr_ksq8idERn81qao9sp.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-2857409631260254400</id><published>2009-11-05T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T21:56:41.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I think it's worth it la kan."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That inside joke. huhu. Everything ended with that when i was with syafi in the bus on the way to JP. How annoying can that be. hehe. Went study alone in the library. Quiet room. Got my books for next year already. Was penniless after paying for the bbq share. LOL. Seeing the book with the big number '4' scares me much. Things are going too fast. Absolutely fast. Studied Social Studies. Did well. Dinner with family. Mcspicy. I was hungry like a bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Saranghae. Iloveyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216476647013157444-2857409631260254400?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/2857409631260254400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=2857409631260254400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2857409631260254400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2857409631260254400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-think-its-worth-it-la-kan.html' title=''/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-2413433485457015146</id><published>2009-11-04T18:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:59:23.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>well.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;"It went well. Very well. Blind Man's Trail. Hilarious. Unforgettable. Success. Things went on unexpectedly well. Yes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lacking in surds and logarithm knowledge again. Dang. Practice. Pratice. Practice. Macs in the morning. KFC for late lunch. I want the pictures. Btw zul, It's my blog so no matter how big the font is, it's because i want it to be. So shut up. Tyty. huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inside joke*&lt;br /&gt;[walking to one of the classroom on the 4th level.]&lt;br /&gt;Feefa: eh wyza, ape tu?&lt;br /&gt;Wyza: orang la.. [questioning look]&lt;br /&gt;[Feefa looks at me]&lt;br /&gt;Both: HAHAHA!&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/6216476647013157444-2413433485457015146?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/2413433485457015146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=2413433485457015146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2413433485457015146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2413433485457015146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/11/well.html' title='well.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-7965655962456741604</id><published>2009-11-03T19:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:59:15.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>liars,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;"We lied to her saying we've just started tuition on every Wednesdays and Saturdays. For Amaths and chemistry/biology. Big Fat Lie. She's been fooled. We're too lazy to go for trainings every Wednesday. Let alone, we have trainings on every Tuesdays and Fridays too."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;netball. PT. PT. PT. wasn't tiring. am i too serious while playing on court? heh. my trademark when playing sports, i guess. No headstart tomorrow but some SC stuffs. Revising Amaths after school at library since we need not attend training. My revision has just begun. Hello old subjects. :) I hate my headstart A and E maths teachers. Pfft. I want noi's teachers. huhu&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/6216476647013157444-7965655962456741604?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/7965655962456741604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=7965655962456741604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/7965655962456741604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/7965655962456741604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/11/liars.html' title='liars,'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-4312022841139861633</id><published>2009-11-02T20:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:28:17.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P/S.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;"I can't prevent it, but i can tell you that you shouldn't be. But it's up to you. Hurt is what you've been experiencing but you never want to leave it. My observations. My only question since the past 11 months, why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, friend. but i have a limit to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know you regret the whole two years. you know that now i have 'but' always.&lt;/span&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/6216476647013157444-4312022841139861633?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/4312022841139861633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=4312022841139861633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4312022841139861633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4312022841139861633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/11/ps.html' title='P/S.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-633260200114854296</id><published>2009-11-02T17:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T17:29:10.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>headstart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Su6l70JQsYI/AAAAAAAABf8/js6325bQMwM/s1600-h/IMG_2899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Su6l70JQsYI/AAAAAAAABf8/js6325bQMwM/s400/IMG_2899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399435450292154754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;two.zero.zero.nine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Su6l7jUFJ5I/AAAAAAAABf0/pZ5Ygb91Zs4/s1600-h/1689_01401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Su6l7jUFJ5I/AAAAAAAABf0/pZ5Ygb91Zs4/s400/1689_01401.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399435445774133138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;two.zero.zero.eight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Su6l7ZgBLrI/AAAAAAAABfs/nZPDTSiGNdQ/s1600-h/1426_2125213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Su6l7ZgBLrI/AAAAAAAABfs/nZPDTSiGNdQ/s400/1426_2125213.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399435443139849906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;two.zero.zero.seven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's raining to heavily. Let's hope it's like this tomorrow. Training will ease for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;Headstart is a bore. Sat with hanif, that noisy boy.&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/6216476647013157444-633260200114854296?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/633260200114854296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=633260200114854296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/633260200114854296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/633260200114854296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/11/headstart.html' title='headstart'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Su6l70JQsYI/AAAAAAAABf8/js6325bQMwM/s72-c/IMG_2899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-91888352009503664</id><published>2009-11-01T20:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:22:31.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Su19bJx8vqI/AAAAAAAABfk/XdjGyWrZp1E/s1600-h/DSC00898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Su19bJx8vqI/AAAAAAAABfk/XdjGyWrZp1E/s400/DSC00898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399109433722453666" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Su19arOx8eI/AAAAAAAABfc/uVYiO0FiDoY/s1600-h/DSC01077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Su19arOx8eI/AAAAAAAABfc/uVYiO0FiDoY/s400/DSC01077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399109425521881570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Had a peaceful time just now. Other than the annoying text messages. Starbucks. Sky park. Dip our legs into the shallow pool. Film photos. Published. Lazy to scan them. We saw silver bromide. Bankrupt. Headstart tomorrow. I'm happy that you're fine and happy now. (: Done resting. Start revising this year's subjects. We've just started on next year's syllabus. Sigh. Wish us luck.&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/6216476647013157444-91888352009503664?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/91888352009503664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=91888352009503664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/91888352009503664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/91888352009503664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/11/photos.html' title='Photos.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Su19bJx8vqI/AAAAAAAABfk/XdjGyWrZp1E/s72-c/DSC00898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-5202941969594216978</id><published>2009-10-31T22:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T22:19:55.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jelly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SuxG-4Q3N7I/AAAAAAAABfE/q0d50BunKFw/s1600-h/DSC_0590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SuxG-4Q3N7I/AAAAAAAABfE/q0d50BunKFw/s400/DSC_0590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398768099379328946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I once lived in the darkness. But with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"COLIN the CATERPILLAR ... he is what he eats."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel happy today. with the presence of that jelly. and Pocky.&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/6216476647013157444-5202941969594216978?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/5202941969594216978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=5202941969594216978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/5202941969594216978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/5202941969594216978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/jelly.html' title='Jelly.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SuxG-4Q3N7I/AAAAAAAABfE/q0d50BunKFw/s72-c/DSC_0590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-2718268021099270303</id><published>2009-10-31T12:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T13:02:50.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sandwich.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here at starbucks with feefa. Noi's didn't follow us. :( take care, love. Laptop out, food in front, making for her a blog. LOL. Going off later. Yessah. Mine's brown, feefa's black, noi's blue. hehe. How great. Slightly the same situation. Sigh. Watched failure to launch with brother till the early morning. It's a great show. Brother's complaining much. alahai. nemind, ilyt. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qazokm.&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/6216476647013157444-2718268021099270303?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/2718268021099270303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=2718268021099270303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2718268021099270303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2718268021099270303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/sandwich.html' title='sandwich.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-5029958350020512001</id><published>2009-10-30T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T23:26:31.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walking over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SusFak1UySI/AAAAAAAABe8/Nz9i47aNqAY/s1600-h/DSC_0589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SusFak1UySI/AAAAAAAABe8/Nz9i47aNqAY/s320/DSC_0589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398414532455745826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It didn't turn out good. We got our bags! Yay! For next year eh. hehe. School. It's boring. I love last year's one better. Listening ear. Lending a shoulder to cry on. each of us did that. Things just don't go as predicted. Yes. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a huge shock. ily.&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/6216476647013157444-5029958350020512001?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/5029958350020512001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=5029958350020512001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/5029958350020512001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/5029958350020512001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/walking-over.html' title='walking over.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SusFak1UySI/AAAAAAAABe8/Nz9i47aNqAY/s72-c/DSC_0589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-8912021972704190090</id><published>2009-10-30T09:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T10:40:13.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SupR2CLkmtI/AAAAAAAABe0/a5znfsA43Cg/s1600-h/DSC_0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SupR2CLkmtI/AAAAAAAABe0/a5znfsA43Cg/s320/DSC_0587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398217092097153746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This made me reminisce on 15th June and 17th June. With OBS clique and netball clique respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's hope for a better day than yesterday. Good morning.&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/6216476647013157444-8912021972704190090?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/8912021972704190090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=8912021972704190090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8912021972704190090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8912021972704190090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-day.html' title='new day.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SupR2CLkmtI/AAAAAAAABe0/a5znfsA43Cg/s72-c/DSC_0587.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-4219806081326319241</id><published>2009-10-29T18:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:11:33.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crappy old man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;School was sad. :( Our class counsellor is leaving us. For SOTA. Sigh. *watery eyes* Everyone has it. We tried to be strong and not cry with her physically. but in our hearts, we cried. She's the best. We love her a lot. We had fun with her. Joking around together, laughing our heads off together real hard. Those pretty moments. Sigh. Memories left, no more presence of her in school. She made a difference in our lives. Thanks, ms kong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our plan went well. :) Ms intan cried. hehe. how sweet. Photos taken from all angle. From ready to candid. Sweet moments with her. We did all these to thank her for everything that she have done for us in the past few months. All the heartaches, the stressing moments. She was there with us. Thank you, ms intan and Happy birthday! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results are great! 1 A2, 3 B3s, 2 B4s, 1 C6. Not that well done. But i love it. I improved from my MYE results. Yay! I'm sure you guessed, C6, amaths. So right. Heh. I'm confident that i can make it through by next year. hehe. Both maths classes are being bended now. I'm not in the same class with noi for both. bye noi~. sedih la. hehe. Eleh, as if we sat together during all classes except malay. lol. and oh to you, i have nothing to say to you. So don't worry. :) i love brother, yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning:&lt;br /&gt;Guard: Pagi-pagi da minum air..&lt;br /&gt;Noi and I: (smiled)&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/6216476647013157444-4219806081326319241?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/4219806081326319241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=4219806081326319241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4219806081326319241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4219806081326319241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/such-thing.html' title='crappy old man'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-5255191238810861491</id><published>2009-10-28T19:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T20:03:13.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughing machine eh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Damn right i had fun today. Alahai kesian nyee. :) Morning assembly, i had to say out the names for VIP awards. alamak, i stumbled through with weird names. Couldn't laugh though, sedih. All the lessons was great today. Netball was fantastic. Even though it was physical all the way. I see the better bond between ourselves. kelakar! LOL. We laughed our heads off with each and everyone of our craps. :) Home-d. After bathing, headache. Asl ah asl? hehe. Our inside joke. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sick and sad reading your posts. Be it recent or old. I've just realised everything now. All that posts. Sigh. Even though i kept reading it once or twice. I'm shocked because i didn't realise all that. I didn't pay attention to it last time. The poems, the song. Dang, i should have known. I should have stopped you. There's no other words to say. But some are not true. You are not a rag.. Never will you be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel affected.&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/6216476647013157444-5255191238810861491?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/5255191238810861491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=5255191238810861491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/5255191238810861491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/5255191238810861491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/laughing-machine-eh.html' title='Laughing machine eh?'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-7484702418608605848</id><published>2009-10-27T18:21:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T20:01:01.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SubSAs37-II/AAAAAAAABec/l3SVzf0C2Ag/s1600-h/DSC00830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SubSAs37-II/AAAAAAAABec/l3SVzf0C2Ag/s320/DSC00830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397232112937728130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Old picca. See the two lesbians up there? HAHA so sec two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That was before feefa got injured. nyeah nyeah. Idk if some people feel hurt when i said that generally. we were once acting like that. chillax uh. If I were to tell noi and feefa. *laugh!* feefa's job. noi you know la. this, that, those. -.-" Sepak muke kau. Psst. Eh we talked a lot today. And i got to know something~. Hehe. I'll shut up, duh. But we have yet to tell our another partner. the minorities, eh noi? merepek. aku tumbok kau~. That bag~. Jom kite tige. we became three when we were once only two eh. afeefaaaaaaa. -.-" I feel so high. Prolly, because emi is really killing my brain cells when i was teaching him just now. nemind. Good luck for your maths paper. I still don't think you'll pass. T.T You suck! Oh my.... Even your mum is getting so annoyed. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped netball for muhd helmi. How nice can i be? chey. padehal, padehal. Having netball on tuesdays seem so dumb -.-" There's still netball tomorrow. wth. Dang, i'm smiling like hmm... ader la. LOL. pick it up! -.-" Oh yes, i talk a lot today.  To, aefy, feefa, noi, JOLYNN, terence, chester. It was close to meeting another couples yesterday. Alahai sweet la. ^^ Someone's over the moon. looking at me smiling from ear to ear. haha. It's the first time i see her like that. Woohoo. lol. Cheybah. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a long post i know. :) Oh i was surprised you walk off like that. You shocked me much. OH WTF. that's all i can say. i'm really disappointed in you.. you never understood my situation. both of you. sigh. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. I won chester and terence in emaths paper la. hehe. you suck losers. you're the one who loves mudkip, chester. Nyeah. I was too nice to you and terence the nubcake. sheesh. You suck chester. LOL. I'm not doing the task you told me to help. lazy la. malas la. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE. alaaaaaaaa. where's my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;red handed&lt;/span&gt; girl? hehe. i take sarcasms as jokes. :D we just giggled through for that. alaaa. afeefa di mana? :D apeepaaaaa~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, (macam social studies~) It reminded me of ms intan! Heeeeh. i can't wait for thursday :) Ok ok. In conclusion, maybe i wasted that tiny energy to be nice to you. :)&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/6216476647013157444-7484702418608605848?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/7484702418608605848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=7484702418608605848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/7484702418608605848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/7484702418608605848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-today.html' title='happy day.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SubSAs37-II/AAAAAAAABec/l3SVzf0C2Ag/s72-c/DSC00830.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-6097694128011481024</id><published>2009-10-26T20:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:39:04.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(: 0.3 :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sunshine's fat now. I guess she weighs more than 5 tonne LOL. i mean 5kg. heavy cat.&lt;br /&gt;Cloudy with a chance of meatballs 3D oi.&lt;br /&gt;we used slr no 'd'.&lt;br /&gt;intruders eh? *winks*&lt;br /&gt;Aww! i caught you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;red-handed&lt;/span&gt;, sweetie! *winks*&lt;br /&gt;Too sweet that i smiled my whole journey home. hehe&lt;br /&gt;Mum shopped for me.&lt;br /&gt;Ordered a cake.&lt;br /&gt;Went home. bu-bye.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My utmost favourite phrase: You suck! =P&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/6216476647013157444-6097694128011481024?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/6097694128011481024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=6097694128011481024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/6097694128011481024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/6097694128011481024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/03.html' title='(: 0.3 :)'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-3612356953572573265</id><published>2009-10-24T17:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T18:10:24.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>samuraijck88</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SuLQxM_CoTI/AAAAAAAABeU/LPpyR-wRaMw/s1600-h/DSC00648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SuLQxM_CoTI/AAAAAAAABeU/LPpyR-wRaMw/s320/DSC00648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396104847261081906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Been alone today. Library alone. hehe. Lunch with brother and fadil. Alahai, panasnye. We could have been burnt just now. hehe. Emi is making me kill my brain cells. Get the freaking idea of the question you, little kid. *pulls hair and scream my hearts out* Should we catch a movie? or ice skating? Maybe later. I can't wait. Since brother's paying. hehe. ily la. _____ whoosh, eh fadil? haha. it's your school too aye. lol. I want to watch my sassy girl again. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made up. I've change. I'm sorry.&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/6216476647013157444-3612356953572573265?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/3612356953572573265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=3612356953572573265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/3612356953572573265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/3612356953572573265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/ill-fade-away-from-you.html' title='samuraijck88'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SuLQxM_CoTI/AAAAAAAABeU/LPpyR-wRaMw/s72-c/DSC00648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-8154911578858656871</id><published>2009-10-23T22:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T22:42:07.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pity much.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the story goes like that......&lt;br /&gt;I can't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;I'm making my decisions. :)&lt;br /&gt;But one thing's sure, i'll be silent to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, shut the fuck up loser. Bitched too much eh? alahai kesiannye dier. mulut mintak kene sepak tu. :)&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/6216476647013157444-8154911578858656871?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/8154911578858656871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=8154911578858656871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8154911578858656871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8154911578858656871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/pity-much.html' title='pity much.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-5891305183594810909</id><published>2009-10-23T15:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:17:06.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SuFhllS9LlI/AAAAAAAABeM/PVlsGgETNnM/s1600-h/DSC00052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SuFhllS9LlI/AAAAAAAABeM/PVlsGgETNnM/s320/DSC00052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395701126861237842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Your favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I dreamt of something. It's a nightmare. But, i wanted dreamscapes. Reached school. Sat in my class while the others was reading in the courtyard. I was surprised. How sweet. :) thanks. School was fine. Literature result was overwhelming. I thought i didn't do well. :) Stayed back with the girls for awhile. They went off, i was with zul and syafi. Syafi's crapping too much these days. LOL. Home-d before i can see any netball teachers come. :) All of us skipped training, how? hehe. Ate nasi briyani. feeling bloated like the hamsters at home who've just finished eating their sunflower seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep it safe. Hanif gave me tissue rose, you gave me a real red rose. :) Where's my black rose then? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a liar to myself&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/6216476647013157444-5891305183594810909?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/5891305183594810909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=5891305183594810909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/5891305183594810909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/5891305183594810909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/surprise-me.html' title='Surprise me.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SuFhllS9LlI/AAAAAAAABeM/PVlsGgETNnM/s72-c/DSC00052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-2097759547351965459</id><published>2009-10-22T21:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T22:07:23.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>us;we;not you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SuBeG6bNxMI/AAAAAAAABeE/ZcxWwLDRn58/s1600-h/DSC01050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SuBeG6bNxMI/AAAAAAAABeE/ZcxWwLDRn58/s320/DSC01050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395415826445485250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'If the majority is against us, we will call ourselves, The Minorities.' - noi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's so fucked up right now aye? Ask them. God damn it. Why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216476647013157444-2097759547351965459?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/2097759547351965459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=2097759547351965459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2097759547351965459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2097759547351965459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/uswenot-you.html' title='us;we;not you'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SuBeG6bNxMI/AAAAAAAABeE/ZcxWwLDRn58/s72-c/DSC01050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-2112336819710774911</id><published>2009-10-22T17:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T18:11:38.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrible; great.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SuAvZbjr0JI/AAAAAAAABd8/e-oLIzyLglA/s1600-h/DSC01049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SuAvZbjr0JI/AAAAAAAABd8/e-oLIzyLglA/s320/DSC01049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395364467530518674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just realised that we placed our bags the same way, our pencil case, and our papers the same way. We played tic tac toe and bingo while going through biology since we didn't bother. hehe. Results that was returned today sucks big time. I got sad when i failed SEQ but overall, i passed Social studies due to my good grades for SBQ. I nearly burst my tears when i failed my english paper 1. fucked up bias markers. Twice you did it, fuck you. Chemistry results were disappointing. Again, i got higher marks for Biology than Chemistry. Shit. Oh let's not talk about results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun. Heh. Noi is so crappily cute. Oh, did i just say she's cute? [covers mouth trying to take them back] LOL. We talked about the different types of bestfriends we see. hehe. We are so. Different. Not competitive. Don't act like lesbians like, you know who eh noi. hehe. Oh yes feefa, don't even think that its you because we teased you just now. hehe. Oh hanif gave me a white tissue rose. It reminded me of the book i read during the Nazi era. Ish, so history. Life was great just now except for the fucked up scripts. That is the main factor. God damn it. Macs after school with the two girls, sab and ira. and zool. attitude. diarrhea. Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU, _________.&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/6216476647013157444-2112336819710774911?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/2112336819710774911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=2112336819710774911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2112336819710774911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2112336819710774911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/horrible-great.html' title='Horrible; great.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SuAvZbjr0JI/AAAAAAAABd8/e-oLIzyLglA/s72-c/DSC01049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-7866369536649559550</id><published>2009-10-21T19:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T19:46:05.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>evil world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/St7zstWrk-I/AAAAAAAABd0/Uh6emytL2iU/s1600-h/DSC01047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/St7zstWrk-I/AAAAAAAABd0/Uh6emytL2iU/s320/DSC01047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395017353050952674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm starting to agree with the ugly truth of what really men look into women. No one can deny it, even you. My story-tell lasted more than an hour. Wow, i really could write up a book about my world. The world that i'm in and no one is with me for all i know. I think differently, I act differently. I don't see things like how a typical girl would.I was commented to be; evil, mean, heartless, the devil. Yes, i agree. I became like this due to the past i have. Where i suffered, having a whole heart, being the angel guardian. being the fucked up one that keeps quiet too much about it. No, i'm not that anymore. Revenge is what i seek. But i'm trying to stop it. Yes, no one knows i'm trying to stop it. People see it in a different perspective, hatred and heartless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results were fine. So far, passed biology (omg! i got so excited when i passed it!), Malay, Emaths and Amaths (passed it by 1 mark. heh) We saw a cute bird. Burung ajaib eh? Where did it come from? there wasn't any cage on top that can be seen. Irony came.&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/6216476647013157444-7866369536649559550?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/7866369536649559550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=7866369536649559550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/7866369536649559550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/7866369536649559550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/evil-world.html' title='evil world.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/St7zstWrk-I/AAAAAAAABd0/Uh6emytL2iU/s72-c/DSC01047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-1991042736730640939</id><published>2009-10-20T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T21:44:51.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie marathon?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/St2-uvAb5ZI/AAAAAAAABds/meEueikuqMw/s1600-h/i_love_you_beth_cooper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/St2-uvAb5ZI/AAAAAAAABds/meEueikuqMw/s320/i_love_you_beth_cooper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394677638761276818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/St2-t4TRRhI/AAAAAAAABdk/sB9gTHCO1Rw/s1600-h/ugly_truth_ver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/St2-t4TRRhI/AAAAAAAABdk/sB9gTHCO1Rw/s320/ugly_truth_ver2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394677624076322322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;second. Ugly truth was great. it made me despise men for their fucked up minds whenever they think of women. It's a great movie. Next, i love you, beth cooper. Alone, since brother's going back to camp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216476647013157444-1991042736730640939?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/1991042736730640939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=1991042736730640939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/1991042736730640939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/1991042736730640939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/movie-marathon.html' title='movie marathon?'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/St2-uvAb5ZI/AAAAAAAABds/meEueikuqMw/s72-c/i_love_you_beth_cooper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-474750844046165923</id><published>2009-10-20T19:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T19:48:28.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ghostgirl; playground?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/St2jRBsBevI/AAAAAAAABdU/fuFAekYReKk/s1600-h/P031009_14.40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/St2jRBsBevI/AAAAAAAABdU/fuFAekYReKk/s320/P031009_14.40.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394647441565907698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/St2jQsZa_YI/AAAAAAAABdM/YRCNTsNn2d8/s1600-h/P031009_14.40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/St2jQsZa_YI/AAAAAAAABdM/YRCNTsNn2d8/s320/P031009_14.40.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394647435850743170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No link to it. Yes, i know. i miss that moment, sharing of m&amp;amp;ms. Read ghostgirl. Played playground with the usuals. It was hell. I loved every moment of it. Tomorrow's the start of school. Biology first, what more. red ink, "F" shall be written on my paper. Oh Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' The only thing worse than being talked about is not being talked about' - Oscar Wilde.&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/6216476647013157444-474750844046165923?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/474750844046165923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=474750844046165923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/474750844046165923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/474750844046165923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/ghostgirl-playground.html' title='ghostgirl; playground?'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/St2jRBsBevI/AAAAAAAABdU/fuFAekYReKk/s72-c/P031009_14.40.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-5928817408416517132</id><published>2009-10-19T18:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T19:20:41.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pagi yang gelap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/StxIE4iGerI/AAAAAAAABc8/53TwdTT_2YU/s1600-h/fa799652974286df_IMG_3971.preview.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/StxIE4iGerI/AAAAAAAABc8/53TwdTT_2YU/s320/fa799652974286df_IMG_3971.preview.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394265702415104690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(500) days of summer was the best so far. Watching it for the second time soon. I've planned on what i'm going to do with the free time i have. Storybooks, movies. hiatus for awhile for a few days. Relive myself after being dead due to those miseries. (500) days of summer, Ratatouille, Transformer. Filled my days. Hit the library just now with zooL. Borrowed some books. To fill my time. Bought dvds yesterday. Was laughing my heads off ALONE because he was too ashamed to laugh along. I don't think i'll post it. I'm discriminating the person if i were to post it. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mean whoever the person is that wrote the letter of the week.&lt;/span&gt; Oh well. I'm starting to get lazy to blog. how eh? I'm getting something that i want soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days away from Singapore was great. As i didn't fit in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Sabrina, let this be your lesson. I shall always be by your side when you fall so i can help you get up. You deserve a better one. This is just your first year. You have yet to know your friends deeper. :)&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/6216476647013157444-5928817408416517132?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/5928817408416517132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=5928817408416517132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/5928817408416517132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/5928817408416517132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='pagi yang gelap'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/StxIE4iGerI/AAAAAAAABc8/53TwdTT_2YU/s72-c/fa799652974286df_IMG_3971.preview.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-3237709479560777979</id><published>2009-10-16T12:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T20:34:05.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its the worse.. Hush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216476647013157444-3237709479560777979?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/3237709479560777979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=3237709479560777979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/3237709479560777979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/3237709479560777979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-worse-hush.html' title='Its the worse.. Hush'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-6062700315814574109</id><published>2009-10-15T15:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T16:48:05.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>negative.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/StbPO4LBtCI/AAAAAAAABcs/1CdHZAFTr8Y/s1600-h/DSC00991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/StbPO4LBtCI/AAAAAAAABcs/1CdHZAFTr8Y/s320/DSC00991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392725458326500386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Took back everything i've typed. It's been a loong week of studying more than 7 hours a day with exams in the morning. i flunk them all, that's what i know. I've disappointed my parents. I'll do better next time. Papers are done. holiday till tuesday. What shall i do? I'm not in the mood to have some fun. I'm in the mood to still mug for papers. O's is in less than a year. I'm freaking out this very second. EOY came too fast. The year moved too fast. I noticed it much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm terribly sick. Shut the fuck up.&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/6216476647013157444-6062700315814574109?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/6062700315814574109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=6062700315814574109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/6062700315814574109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/6062700315814574109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/negative.html' title='negative.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/StbPO4LBtCI/AAAAAAAABcs/1CdHZAFTr8Y/s72-c/DSC00991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-8762690709580236728</id><published>2009-10-11T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T20:36:07.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my date.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/StHQ4M8qPzI/AAAAAAAABck/lnT1Qd6mDFQ/s1600-h/DSC00982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/StHQ4M8qPzI/AAAAAAAABck/lnT1Qd6mDFQ/s320/DSC00982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391319892906098482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Oh yes. Woke up early. Disturbance. My night sucks big time. I hate that night. Even though i slept early. Horror, nightmares. I woke up fresh but unhappy. So after bathing, i started on my emaths revision. Oh yes, i'm ready. I guess. I think so. I suppose. I don't know. Bleah. My date with noi wasn't postponed. So we met up but lazy to hit national library. So we hit frontier. Finished my revision there. Went to eat. Came back talking and not revising on our own humanities subject. ish. We talked a lot. But not gossips. Yea. I'm certain about it. So my evaluation, i love studying with noi. i can concentrate. huhu. feefa was there tooo! Home-d. Thanks for the pencil, you really shouldn't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;similarities of siblings.&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/6216476647013157444-8762690709580236728?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/8762690709580236728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=8762690709580236728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8762690709580236728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8762690709580236728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-date.html' title='my date.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/StHQ4M8qPzI/AAAAAAAABck/lnT1Qd6mDFQ/s72-c/DSC00982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-8231497791500907586</id><published>2009-10-10T19:44:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T20:34:40.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Affordable, not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/StB2LCxpn1I/AAAAAAAABcc/M2WSZQOqzi8/s1600-h/DSC01039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/StB2LCxpn1I/AAAAAAAABcc/M2WSZQOqzi8/s320/DSC01039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390938686058241874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my day was with studying. Tutor-ed. JP to get my notebook, alone. Home-d. Went studying till 5 plus. Feefa kecoh! We went to eat. haha. It's like we were in two different worlds. The guys instantly stop talking while eating. We continued talking while eating. huhu. Feefa's so noisy just now. Made jokes which made me laughed my head off. OMG. I'm frigging tired due to laughing. hehe. Let's hit national library, noi. Let's go~~! I'm off to watch movie later, most prolly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find my oh-so-chubby cheeks anymore. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I read your blog. It makes me smile. It still hurts me though. It's really annoying. You were never my worse friend. And never will. Stop your craps. Yes i realised all that. But, it's never wrong to have a very close friend right? You knew your limits, everyone does. But you don't want to stick with your limits. That's why. I can give you examples of other people's friendship with me. It's going well due to the limits that they stick to. Now i know the real feeling of yours. But you know you have to take a step back for some reasons. How can i not be mad when i have been tolerating much yet you still stepped on me. Tell me, how long have you been doing this? been close to a year, good friend. close to a year. Everyone has a limit to their patience level. Whether they want it or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;There's a choice to everything.I didn't ask you to wait. Recall, what have i been asking you to do? But you, you are letting these reasons be your excuses to ignore me, and to do all these to me. You're hurt, what about me? I have a heart too. Everyone has feelings too. Think about it. I'm glad you regretted about what you did to me last time. I'm really glad. but it seems like your actions of neglecting me whenever you have a new temporary life, bothers me much. It's like when you're hurt, you'll come and find me to brighten up your day. Tell me, would you want a good friend of yours to come to you only when they're hurt or lonely or need a listening ear? Doesn't that all match up as you being one's doormat? think, good friend. I really miss those times when i laugh with you, accompany you through your journeys. It's been a good one. But what happened? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I miss it when you kept calling me pipi mcspicy.&lt;/span&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/6216476647013157444-8231497791500907586?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/8231497791500907586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=8231497791500907586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8231497791500907586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8231497791500907586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/affordable-not.html' title='Affordable, not.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/StB2LCxpn1I/AAAAAAAABcc/M2WSZQOqzi8/s72-c/DSC01039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-2702692099967092918</id><published>2009-10-08T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:38:52.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>third.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Ss3q-GfKn7I/AAAAAAAABcU/l_9Tft_j9PQ/s1600-h/IMG_2557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Ss3q-GfKn7I/AAAAAAAABcU/l_9Tft_j9PQ/s320/IMG_2557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390222681646473138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I knew, for once. I knew that you were going to text me sooner or later. I said it straight. I can't help it. I've been tolerating too much with you. A little too much i guess. You nearly caused things to happen in a worse state than this. I prevented it. You wouldn't thank me for what i did. It was really close before the three of us fight because of what? this. this thing. yes, this. You were too much. You made a gap between our lives. You nearly killed us. And you nearly killed me. How could you? How could you do this to me? I'm not your doormat. But you've been treating me like one. And you realised it yourself. I'm speechless. I'm hurt by your actions, words, and behaviour. Change it, friend. I won't force you, but it's up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absence makes the heart grow fonder. But you made me hate you, good friend.&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/6216476647013157444-2702692099967092918?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/2702692099967092918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=2702692099967092918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2702692099967092918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2702692099967092918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/third.html' title='third.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Ss3q-GfKn7I/AAAAAAAABcU/l_9Tft_j9PQ/s72-c/IMG_2557.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-3677072499413429193</id><published>2009-10-08T14:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T14:39:24.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep-writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Ss2Gz1xxMxI/AAAAAAAABcM/ev9gcfq8qpE/s1600-h/29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Ss2Gz1xxMxI/AAAAAAAABcM/ev9gcfq8qpE/s320/29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390112554199626514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;what is wrong with me? LOL. English, climate change for speech writing. I chose 'A youth can learn much from an elderly person. Discuss.' It seems like i'm the only one that took that title! this is scary. huhu. Malay, discipline of the students for the dialog. I really should have done the formal letter. Wasted. I chose the one that i have to fit the ending to a story. Nice. But i don't really think my story is linked to it. Sigh. Something funny happened when i was sleep-writing. I couldn't laugh since it was an exam so i smile my way through till the bell rings. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;curiousity killed the cat.&lt;/span&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/6216476647013157444-3677072499413429193?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/3677072499413429193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=3677072499413429193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/3677072499413429193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/3677072499413429193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/sleep.html' title='sleep-writing'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Ss2Gz1xxMxI/AAAAAAAABcM/ev9gcfq8qpE/s72-c/29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-2368286759425498549</id><published>2009-10-07T18:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T18:38:35.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0.4 thick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Ssxu4pmU9EI/AAAAAAAABcE/m4-jM2Mwmjc/s1600-h/DSC00897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Ssxu4pmU9EI/AAAAAAAABcE/m4-jM2Mwmjc/s320/DSC00897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389804773573981250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I so love this picture with serynna. I miss her a lot. Swear. We shall meet after my papers? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Again, it hit me and i was lazy to attend school. But i did attend. School's fine. I can't wait to end these examinations. It's plain ironic because i'm not that ready yet, and i'm not feeling nervous about it. It's not that i don't have any confidence left that was kept inside for months. Oh, i feel freaky today. Noi's was yesterday. hehe. I know that you know what i'm doing because i told you what i was going to do. Silly girl. heh. English paper 1 tips after school. 'I have a dream.' So last minute. I find it true that familiarity breeds contempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied in the library after that with zul. OMG, it's the first time i saw him concentrating on it. I'm impressed. lol. Waffles after that. I missed it much. Pen for tomorrow. 0.4. Home-d. Going macs again later. I have a plan to do. So i'll be concentrating well again later. Oh social studies is killing me~. I'm stressing myself about all these because the freaky thing is that, i'm not stressed! I can't wait for next thursday. We'll be done with papers! I will jump for joy before faiz can. YES! I have pack my bag for later study date with the usuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're still at 0.2 half way to hit the point of having 0.3 thickness.&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/6216476647013157444-2368286759425498549?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/2368286759425498549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=2368286759425498549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2368286759425498549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2368286759425498549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/freak.html' title='0.4 thick.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Ssxu4pmU9EI/AAAAAAAABcE/m4-jM2Mwmjc/s72-c/DSC00897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-4283486345929854820</id><published>2009-10-06T18:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T19:13:09.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh great!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sssjpz1aiGI/AAAAAAAABb8/076okCFhJKM/s1600-h/Lonely_Road_by_drucpec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sssjpz1aiGI/AAAAAAAABb8/076okCFhJKM/s320/Lonely_Road_by_drucpec.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389440580274784354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Rainy Tuesday. Passed my emaths mock paper. I like! Passed my biology with good marks. WOW! Been attempting to disturbed noi, but it ruined every time! ISH. LOL instead of her screaming, i screamed. LOL I'm in the total mood of studying. MIGHT be on HIATUS. Might not. LOL. Not sure. Toodles nubcake. I won you terence. LOL. I'm off to macs to revise. Not the time to mug yet. (: Hey you, you never did appreciate friends do you? I'm so disappointed in you, it's a repetition don't you realise? I thought we're good friends no matter what. Twice it happened. Now its the third. The actions are by you again. Have fun with your new life now, don't come back to find me when they leave you. Because by then, i couldn't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's pull up our socks.&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/6216476647013157444-4283486345929854820?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/4283486345929854820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=4283486345929854820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4283486345929854820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4283486345929854820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-great.html' title='Oh great!'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sssjpz1aiGI/AAAAAAAABb8/076okCFhJKM/s72-c/Lonely_Road_by_drucpec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-2100637945379887290</id><published>2009-10-05T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T18:53:03.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waffles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;waffles is back! Oh my monday blues fall drastically today. Ask terence about it. ROFL. I sneak sleeps during both Emaths and Amaths. Couldn't sleep during english due to some restrictions instead i went on talking and not paying attention to the presentations. Literature was a-okay. Ika was there so, she enlighten me with stupid jokes together with asyraf. Had mock paper just now. It was manageable but i did too many careless mistakes. Sigh. I think i shall forget about the deal azlan and i made. LOL. JP with syafiq and zul. Did a little shopping, that's for syafiq. We just accompanied him. Late lunch, early dinner. You're welcome. Waffles. Bubbles. LOL. Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you pants been burnt yet?&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/6216476647013157444-2100637945379887290?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/2100637945379887290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=2100637945379887290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2100637945379887290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2100637945379887290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/waffles.html' title='waffles.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-4655745470997637243</id><published>2009-10-04T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T19:20:27.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>immature</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SsiEa9Obs6I/AAAAAAAABb0/C10jAjBAD1Q/s1600-h/Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SsiEa9Obs6I/AAAAAAAABb0/C10jAjBAD1Q/s320/Sunset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388702552795362210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;What's the point of being a teenager but still having that childish mindset? C'mon. Trying to goad someone by asking if he has the guts to have a fight. one against all? Thats b.u.l.l.s.h.i.t. I totally disagree to this. I won't let my friend bruised by some immature nubcakes. So i shall ask you, the one that ask for it, do you have the balls to sit opposite each other alone and settle things verbally not physically? Why fight when you have mouth to resolve it. To show how tough you are? No worries, most girls despise guys that fight to show how tough they are. Fighting brings revenge, get that stucked in your mind, boy. You're a friend of mine, but wanting to hit another friend of mine, no way. Kiss your ass goodbye. We won't let you come close. Doesn't mean your body's built, we're scared. It won't affect my vow to help him. I'm rather disappointed to know that you want to settle it physically. It seems so stupid. Too stupid to be done actually. One mind's set to fight but the other didn't bother. It takes two hands to clap, remember that.&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/6216476647013157444-4655745470997637243?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/4655745470997637243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=4655745470997637243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4655745470997637243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4655745470997637243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/immature.html' title='immature'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SsiEa9Obs6I/AAAAAAAABb0/C10jAjBAD1Q/s72-c/Sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-4148305320885208792</id><published>2009-10-04T09:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T09:27:07.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forgiveness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Ssf5rOVeUVI/AAAAAAAABbs/_x2eCvAGXmI/s1600-h/DSC01548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Ssf5rOVeUVI/AAAAAAAABbs/_x2eCvAGXmI/s320/DSC01548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388550000149942610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It's the key. I forgave you. I wouldn't let you down. But indeed, hearing all that sucks. I cried my shit out. Friends, let's try and forget about it and rejoice. Realisation just occured yesterday. Ain't it all suppose to get better and not worst? I didn't say i sided you. I didn't say you shouldn't be blamed. I'm just trying to push them back for a moment or two to let you settle into the right mind. Hey, true friends help each other in a fair way, don't they? I hope you read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here whether you need me or not. I'm here to carry you up from your miseries and also letting you know what wrong deed have you done that makes things flow that way. I've known you for sometime and I don't intend to ever compete with you, you know why. I'm doing all these because i care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&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/6216476647013157444-4148305320885208792?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/4148305320885208792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=4148305320885208792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4148305320885208792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4148305320885208792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/forgiveness.html' title='forgiveness'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Ssf5rOVeUVI/AAAAAAAABbs/_x2eCvAGXmI/s72-c/DSC01548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-413972047932194958</id><published>2009-10-03T20:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T22:00:18.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>true friends?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Shit, I'm disappointed, you already lost my trust. I'm really hurt by what was told by others.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping it's not true but it is. I have to live with this, i think.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, good friend. you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;True friends don't betray, do they?&lt;br /&gt;True friends don't lie, do they?&lt;br /&gt;True friends makes us feel better in a fair way, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;True friend will change us for the better, don't they?&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/6216476647013157444-413972047932194958?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/413972047932194958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=413972047932194958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/413972047932194958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/413972047932194958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/chemistry.html' title='true friends?'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-4028234639152930299</id><published>2009-10-02T13:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T13:31:43.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SsWQHtzbR5I/AAAAAAAABbk/CoLGTTLAob0/s1600-h/DSC01685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SsWQHtzbR5I/AAAAAAAABbk/CoLGTTLAob0/s320/DSC01685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387870991447443346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;School was fine but somehow boring. Emaths test in the morning. I did with half eyes closed. I'm still tired over everything yesterday. It was okay i think. So it was literature. Indon students were there too. Two of the girls sat beside me. Alamak, malu la. hehe. Too many notes. Too many jokes. We laughed our heads off at the golden monkey. A slip of the tongue is not the fault of mind. Something like that. Oh, whatever loser. heh. Chemistry was next. Got back my test. I was happy that i passed but i didnt realise that i did very well for it. Happy sampai terlompat-lompat. Okay, I didn't do that. After chemistry, had a group photo. Yayness. Malay was last. Test. I nearly fell asleep while doing the open-ended comprehension. Let's hope that i'll pass as this will be the only test given in this term. Homed straight after school. How early, i shall start revision now while waiting for brother to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an equation to it. It's our little secret.&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/6216476647013157444-4028234639152930299?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/4028234639152930299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=4028234639152930299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4028234639152930299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4028234639152930299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/sleep-now.html' title='Sleep now.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SsWQHtzbR5I/AAAAAAAABbk/CoLGTTLAob0/s72-c/DSC01685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-4181681753471649573</id><published>2009-10-01T18:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:22:07.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>turn to the darkness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SsSs572i8LI/AAAAAAAABbc/VblPoLmPrWE/s1600-h/DSC00826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SsSs572i8LI/AAAAAAAABbc/VblPoLmPrWE/s320/DSC00826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387621165560950962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm really dumbstrucked. Why is all of these coming to me? Exams are in a week time. And she's giving me problems. I burst my tears. I really did this time. Too many, i think. Thanks noi, zul and syafiq. Really, i didn't expect you to be there for me just now. I'm just too weak and give in too easily. Sigh. I don't find living in this world will have any good impact on me. She despised me. For all i know. I need to focus on my studies for now. She never did understand me. Why? With this, i think i can live without seeing or talking to you. I need my bestfriends and good friends. I can't rely on anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day started so well yet ended so badly. English was great. Malay was fun doing the idioms, copying other partner's work with noi. :) PE was used to highlight notes for biology test when suddenly i was dreaming. I woke up seeing my highlighters were close to smudging my book. It was funny. Social studies was filled with good tips for exams. Biology was great having the simple test yet hard to answer. Ironic, i know. Emaths was a good tip to using our calculators to make faster solutions. :) Chemistry, we had open book mock paper. And the paper is super hard that i wrote, 'I don't know uh, ms kang.' Heh. Studied after school. I need to refresh my mind on chemistry. OMGGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not say that again, ever in my life to you then.&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/6216476647013157444-4181681753471649573?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/4181681753471649573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=4181681753471649573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4181681753471649573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4181681753471649573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-is-happening.html' title='turn to the darkness'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SsSs572i8LI/AAAAAAAABbc/VblPoLmPrWE/s72-c/DSC00826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-3014724156048716055</id><published>2009-09-30T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T20:39:28.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>News.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SsNRQoVeaMI/AAAAAAAABbU/OW28QrCOc_o/s1600-h/DSC00906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SsNRQoVeaMI/AAAAAAAABbU/OW28QrCOc_o/s320/DSC00906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387238925412493506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Alamak! The news spreads super fast that people kept asking me how did the mee rebus spilled on my dearly new bag. Haiz. I was already having a bad day that time. And the loser, i don't know how the heck did he hold his plate, suddenly the gravy hit my bag. I looked at it for seconds. Got up, waited for that loser. I asked him how the heck did he carry the plate. I went to the washroom. Cleaned it. It smelt of mee rebus gravy. But it smells like shit. It added to the bad situation. Haiz. Oh whatever. It's clean now. Smell niceeeee. I loike. Bleah Chemistry Mock paper tomorrow. Biology test tomorrow. Additional Mathematics test was just now, managable. I'm aiming for a pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyza: Alamak! terselit ah.&lt;br /&gt;Syafi: Ish, same ah. Jom ah.&lt;br /&gt;Wyza: HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Zul shakes head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pity you much. Having to see that in front of your eyes. It's ironic yet disappointing to be seen.&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/6216476647013157444-3014724156048716055?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/3014724156048716055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=3014724156048716055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/3014724156048716055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/3014724156048716055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/09/news.html' title='News.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SsNRQoVeaMI/AAAAAAAABbU/OW28QrCOc_o/s72-c/DSC00906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-2145412271207342961</id><published>2009-09-29T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T20:48:05.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pressured.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SsIB6WhjyTI/AAAAAAAABbM/rlW62JiF8_w/s1600-h/49.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SsIB6WhjyTI/AAAAAAAABbM/rlW62JiF8_w/s320/49.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386870206278912306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;My emotions was close to explosion these few days. It really hit me there. It was really close when she ruined my plans to study with my usual clan. Hello? I have no time to waste. I really burst at night and morning. Thanks Noi, Zul and Feefa for being there. It shall be kept down. I feel so happy to see my friends and not them. I feel like i was in a problem-free mind like how i was last time. But when i stepped back and away from my friends, their laughter, their smiles, their jokes, i feel pressured again. I'm holding it tight. School have been great. But to hear that mock papers are in a few days time, and exams is starting in a week's time. Really, it making me go OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was filled with laughter. Chester critised our bags. And not noticing that his bag is called 'miine' ROFL. [inside joke] We are so gonna spread it to the whole class. Heh. He also critised on our storybooks. How annoying is that? Heh. But at the end of the day, i still had to do the presentation with him and him only. Feefa and Syahrizad's gone with the indon people. Asyraf bubbled. You are so gonna get it.! I shall be mean to you, bawang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wyza: Eh which to choose?&lt;br /&gt;Noi: ala, letak due-due ah. Slash.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL, our inside joke during mother tongue class.&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/6216476647013157444-2145412271207342961?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/2145412271207342961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=2145412271207342961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2145412271207342961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2145412271207342961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/09/pressured.html' title='pressured.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SsIB6WhjyTI/AAAAAAAABbM/rlW62JiF8_w/s72-c/49.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-3183396714874887452</id><published>2009-09-25T19:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T19:29:50.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It seems like it was a long day. Chemistry test was managable. Hanif cheated, having no integrity. English was slow. I'm finishing on my fantastic learning book. Elementary maths was somehow okay. Somehow i've forgotten what i did. Oh yes. TYS. Recess. Noi's being pampered by me. Hmm. Literature was a-okay. Kahutia Te Rangi. The ancestor. Oh whatever. Went study in the school library after school with zullie. Done with Emaths P1 and went for lunch at macs. Came back to school as he has rugby and i went for netball but didnt train as i didnt bring my kit along. Coach asked questions. I gave straight forward answers guiltily. At least i'm honest. Went home with the usuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh panas!&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/6216476647013157444-3183396714874887452?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/3183396714874887452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=3183396714874887452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/3183396714874887452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/3183396714874887452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/09/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-8074861402341751683</id><published>2009-09-24T19:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T19:34:15.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>big mouth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Why must that busybody aunt of mine comment much on me? You're wasting my time. Wait till you hit my highest level of patience. I won't even give a little sympathy to you. Call me rude, but you shouldn't have comment much on me. It's my body, skintone, MY PROBLEM. Not yours. I'm still smaller than your ugly daughter. I'm way taller than your daughter. I still have a lighter skintone than your daughter. I don't wear make-ups like your daughter. I don't rebond my hair like your daughter. Meaning, i don't waste money on rebonding and make-ups, such a waste of time too. Say your daughter's in soccer. Like so? She's been training for only less than a year. I've been training for more than two years in netball. Don't boast your daughter when she's no match to me. All i know is that your daughter is ugly, even my kitty is prettier. And I'm still two years older than her no matter what. She wants respect from me, earn it because i once respected her as a younger cousin. Don't bother trying to make me talk to her because it will take centuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE was free lesson due to the absence of teacher. Slept. How fun. Got disturbed by chester and noi. School was okay. After Afternoon lesson, noi and I went JP. Yay. I'm loving them. HEHE. Went to meet mum, noi went home. Late lunch. Home-d.&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/6216476647013157444-8074861402341751683?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/8074861402341751683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=8074861402341751683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8074861402341751683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8074861402341751683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/09/big-mouth.html' title='big mouth.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-8016374953984691219</id><published>2009-09-23T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T21:37:56.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kangen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Slept through Biology. I'm giving up hope. Tiada harapan lagi. Had Maths Carnival. First it was boring. Test at the start. Did average. Had game. We WON! LOL. Ate the marshmallows. Collected the stamps just to get the marshmallows thats dipped with chocolate. LOL. Taxi-ed to school. Went JP. Home-d. Watching Kangen while blogging and doing karangan. Sahabat Karib.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I can't wait for tomorrow. Yay.&lt;/span&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/6216476647013157444-8016374953984691219?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/8016374953984691219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=8016374953984691219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8016374953984691219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8016374953984691219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/09/kangen.html' title='kangen'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-5182745508845886636</id><published>2009-09-21T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:13:47.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mood states</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I'm still in the mood to fast. I'm not in the mood to celebrate. I'm not in the mood to go to people's place. I'm in the mood to sleep. I'm not in the mood to bother about those things. I'm in the mood to laugh my head off with brother's stupidity. I'm not in the mood to go to school. I'm not in the mood to wake up in the early morning. I'm in the mood to finish up my projects. I'm in the mood to play around with my stuffs. I'm in the mood to eat the cookies made. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya. Maaf zahir dan batin. Didn't snap photos of myself but my cousins and relativs. HEH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to basics&lt;br /&gt;&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/6216476647013157444-5182745508845886636?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/5182745508845886636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=5182745508845886636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/5182745508845886636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/5182745508845886636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/09/mood-states.html' title='mood states'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-6202397907654037720</id><published>2009-09-17T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T18:59:52.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminisce</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Died during biology. Rest was alive. Got blamed during social studies. Blame that boy. Ended school, talked with clan along with ana jay. Talked much. Sec3 Camp. OBS camp. It was fun reminiscing things. Hit the time, off we headed home. Yes! I'm not attending school tomorrow. Happy looking at that Golden monkey, serve literature students. Informed the important teachers the news. Wee. My free day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&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/6216476647013157444-6202397907654037720?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/6202397907654037720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=6202397907654037720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/6202397907654037720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/6202397907654037720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/09/reminisce.html' title='reminisce'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-3659979785044919275</id><published>2009-09-16T16:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:49:15.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beat the bitch,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SrClmuM_hmI/AAAAAAAABbE/UZXwmlVJYbE/s1600-h/PICBFF5.tmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 157px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SrClmuM_hmI/AAAAAAAABbE/UZXwmlVJYbE/s320/PICBFF5.tmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381983639363880546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Credits to fared whom didn't have anything better to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;We skipped netball. Each and everyone of us, seniors. Lazy people. School was mundane. Mother Tongue was free lesson. Given assignment was done is half an hour. The rest of the time i slept. Deep sleep. I dreamt of food until someone tickled my left ear. Ish. You directly threw my perfect dream right out of the window. She cried. I was expecting it though. WEnt to change up at home before heading to Jurong Point to get my I/C photo taken. I wonder why must my face be so effed up whenever this kind of photo is to be taken. I bought a book titled, 'Beat the Bitch'. It seems so interesting. Home-d. Last minute call from noi saying we shouldn't attend netball as there's no seniors. LOL.&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/6216476647013157444-3659979785044919275?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/3659979785044919275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=3659979785044919275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/3659979785044919275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/3659979785044919275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-skipped-netball.html' title='beat the bitch,'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SrClmuM_hmI/AAAAAAAABbE/UZXwmlVJYbE/s72-c/PICBFF5.tmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-539121430741444328</id><published>2009-09-15T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T18:43:01.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gone alive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sq-Sr-CS6_I/AAAAAAAABa8/EdUZ5WxB8Uk/s1600-h/2582_61608040167_578645167_2045455_7644500_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sq-Sr-CS6_I/AAAAAAAABa8/EdUZ5WxB8Uk/s320/2582_61608040167_578645167_2045455_7644500_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381681363815689202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Brother's gone. I'm alone now. How could this be? I didn't get to say goodbye because he was sleeping when i went to school. Good luck brother. I miss you. :( My fast was a waste today. How could this be? Why now? Oh man. It's alright. Planned some stuffs. I think i'll prolly not change any. Let's go with it. School was a waste. 4 free periods. I was thinking, I'd rather not attend today's school if there's 4 free periods. Biology, English, Mother tongue, Character Education. I shall attend school happily tomorrow. My free days. Netball is gonna be fun as this is the first time. ^^&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/6216476647013157444-539121430741444328?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/539121430741444328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=539121430741444328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/539121430741444328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/539121430741444328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/09/gone-alive.html' title='gone alive.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sq-Sr-CS6_I/AAAAAAAABa8/EdUZ5WxB8Uk/s72-c/2582_61608040167_578645167_2045455_7644500_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-1442650568010691665</id><published>2009-09-14T14:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T15:37:17.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exhaustion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The week went by too fast. Found myself dragging to school feeling dreadful. Laid restlessly on the blue, brown, red tables during the different lessons. Hushed most of the time. Was too tired. How i wish it's not school days again. How i wish i can 'stay home' and wake up late, feeling fantastic. For the first time is so many months, i went straight back home right after school ended. I crave for the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read from today's paper. It states that horoscopes are lies. Lol. True enough? I'm not sure. sometimes they are true. That's what i think because i tend to read them at night. Bleah, but i think it's a lie but at the same time, it makes me curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall rest now, I'm tired. you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to nana,&lt;br /&gt;'aku kecian ngn dier je la. bile eh nak mintak std? recess time eh.' ROFL!&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/6216476647013157444-1442650568010691665?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/1442650568010691665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=1442650568010691665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/1442650568010691665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/1442650568010691665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/09/exhaustion.html' title='exhaustion'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-7665649844645289333</id><published>2009-09-11T09:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T12:44:53.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>splendid day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SqmrfaGQGKI/AAAAAAAABa0/qZt7TuGoSVU/s1600-h/SDC10914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SqmrfaGQGKI/AAAAAAAABa0/qZt7TuGoSVU/s320/SDC10914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380019785940605090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Went vivo alone. Heh. Met up with brother. Walk around. until it's time for me to go for my appointment. He went back to work. His last day. He does things as though he owned the shop. LOL. Had a haircut. Noi came while my hair is being made. My photographer. LOL. I love your dslr! Pretty pictures. ^^ New haircut done. Went bugis. We saw two criminals getting caught by 1,2,3,4,5,6! CIDs. Everyone was looking at them. We too were curious. tengok je la eh. It's saddening though. Wanted man, i think. Breaked fast there. After that, went home by cab. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a secret that only we know. ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yess! At last i figured how to put my tagboard like THAT. LOL. It's so easy yet it took me awhile. Ish. Now, i'm happy with it. with that picture. YAY! I like! HAHA&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/6216476647013157444-7665649844645289333?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/7665649844645289333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=7665649844645289333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/7665649844645289333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/7665649844645289333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/09/splendid-day.html' title='splendid day.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SqmrfaGQGKI/AAAAAAAABa0/qZt7TuGoSVU/s72-c/SDC10914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-3978456615908113893</id><published>2009-09-10T08:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T09:11:26.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;090909 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;That was yesterday's date. i didnt realised it until we had to write down the date on a new page in the notebook and terence told me. It's cool. I'm lazy to blog today. was forced to wake up this early. ish. unacceptable. But i don't feel like sleeping already. Hmm. It's a downpour outside. I hope it won't continue for long. Why didn't it happen yesterday? At least training could be better with a nice cold weather. But it was scorching and we nearly died. Haiz. Breaked fast with family. Home straight. I got more shoes. Yessah.&lt;/span&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/6216476647013157444-3978456615908113893?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/3978456615908113893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=3978456615908113893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/3978456615908113893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/3978456615908113893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/09/yesterday.html' title='yesterday'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-7264432906009131374</id><published>2009-09-08T14:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T14:25:06.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friskies with milk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Heh. I shouldn't have ate during sahur. Stomach ill. Went out at 7.40am. Reached noi's crib at 8am. LOL. Teen ambassador: Selena Gomez! Went out to school at 8.20am. Chemistry two hours. an hour break. Amaths two hours. God. After half an hour of amaths, i nearly died. Challenged Terence the nubcake. LOL. Argued for some. Nyeahh.  Home-d straight. I'm going out sooon. Oh yes i can't wait for thursday. Nyeah Nyeah. Noi knows. Heeeeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday. After blogging While i was waiting for something to happen, it really happened instantly after i pressed 'Publish Post' Yes! Changed, off i went. Was late. Blame the bus, i waited fifteen minutes! Headed to wcp. Find a shady place, studied. I'm done with homework! except for Amaths. I'm lost. Nyeah. Headed home. Break fast mee Hong Kong. LOL. That joke that made us laugh just now. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chester the noob got himself scared while playing left for dead. ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies!:&lt;br /&gt;(d-yana) - hahaha cool kans? haha&lt;br /&gt;Ira - hahaha not faizul but annoying spammers. LOL anws, it's nice oii.&lt;br /&gt;Faredddy - fareddd! eh you link again. i losts it. hehe&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/6216476647013157444-7264432906009131374?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/7264432906009131374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=7264432906009131374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/7264432906009131374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/7264432906009131374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/09/friskies-with-milk.html' title='friskies with milk'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-7282819212927780096</id><published>2009-09-07T11:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T11:59:48.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bread not brat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SqSE3aFyRDI/AAAAAAAABas/aLmmStGnwuU/s1600-h/SDC10615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SqSE3aFyRDI/AAAAAAAABas/aLmmStGnwuU/s320/SDC10615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378569942418474034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Netball was fine. But i wasn't. It nearly killed me. Well, my mistake. Didn't drink in the early morning. Yea Yea. All i did during the weekends was. Laze around. Did Emaths homework. teevee. Sleep. While waiting for break fast. And after break fast, i continued eating junks. Bleah. I miss McSpicy! What the fish. I have nothing to blog anyways. And while i'm waiting for something to happen, i shall find a blogskin. I'm bored of mine already. And i'm lazy to do them. Oh a week holidays. Things are up. I can't wait to get going even if there's school on Tuesday and Wednesday. With trainings on Wednesday and Friday. Together with the upcoming carnival on Sunday. We'll be exhausted by Sunday. Bleah. But we'll have fun. My only job is to keep on fasting (on Sunday) Because i know it will be very very tiring. Match after match. Ish. I know i can. Let's persevere. I hate breaking it before the real timing. It will be really disappointing. Hmph. Oh well. I'm off to finding a new blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Korean Restaurant for break fast yesterday.&lt;/span&gt; And it's halal certified so you f8ckers don't complain nubcakes.&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/6216476647013157444-7282819212927780096?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/7282819212927780096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=7282819212927780096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/7282819212927780096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/7282819212927780096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/09/bread-not-brat.html' title='bread not brat.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SqSE3aFyRDI/AAAAAAAABas/aLmmStGnwuU/s72-c/SDC10615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-5298153687255953535</id><published>2009-09-03T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:11:09.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sp_AXgIKQpI/AAAAAAAABak/dJ_VuZRqVhI/s1600-h/SDC10601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sp_AXgIKQpI/AAAAAAAABak/dJ_VuZRqVhI/s320/SDC10601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377227990097347218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Hello! Here i'm updating due to the sake of Faizul. Happy now? Btw, it'll be a short one. I'm super lazy. Tuesday. Out with mates. The proposal. Hilarious, i swear! I love it much. LOL. Laughed my heads off while watching it. Chilled at esplanade. Break fast at pizza hut. Home-d late.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday. Early dismissal from netball. Homed straight. Went out straight after bathing. Met mum. Went vivo with mum. Breaked fast with brother at pizza hut again. Chilled there. Went home and reached home late again. Been restless in school. Bleah. Homework done without any good effort. Scribble, scribble together with last minute work. Did the homework during the lesson. How cool, not. That's why i hate going home late. Tires me much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pointless?&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/6216476647013157444-5298153687255953535?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/5298153687255953535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=5298153687255953535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/5298153687255953535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/5298153687255953535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/09/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sp_AXgIKQpI/AAAAAAAABak/dJ_VuZRqVhI/s72-c/SDC10601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-8822894785734421783</id><published>2009-08-31T19:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T20:06:02.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>only monday blues?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Spu7f-BSmXI/AAAAAAAABac/q4gI32u6K3w/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Spu7f-BSmXI/AAAAAAAABac/q4gI32u6K3w/s320/page.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376096738095569266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Totally a big NO NO. Come on, other days can also be blue. Bleah. OMG. Classes were somehow fast. Still, i hate it though. Why the heck must we have lessons when its eve of teachers' day!? Oh whatever. Sang it. It was great. We successfully made Ms Kong, our class counsellor cry. It's oh-so-touching. She's one of our best class counsellors Serve6 has ever had. Hehe. Had our class photo. Love it. Can't wait to get it though. From anyone that has it. Bleah. Pink people. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Library after school. Chatted much. It was somehow unnecessary, i swear! LOL. Oh yes, no school tomorrow. Tutor then movies! Yay Yay! Might be bowling too. Hehehe. Bleah. Im bored now. I'm so full. Complications of poo and you la eh, ika. Heh. Well our group really made that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dog&lt;/span&gt; lost it. HAHA. With asyraf's annoyance together with syahrizad. With my attitude towards her like that together with feefa. With Ika's and nana's annoying response to her questions. LOL. I swear she's really losing it. ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polished.&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/6216476647013157444-8822894785734421783?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/8822894785734421783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=8822894785734421783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8822894785734421783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8822894785734421783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/08/only-monday-blues.html' title='only monday blues?'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Spu7f-BSmXI/AAAAAAAABac/q4gI32u6K3w/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-797890928559882940</id><published>2009-08-30T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:11:42.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crab time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SppsU0iHMYI/AAAAAAAABaU/WsSBjU15dOE/s1600-h/fa799652974286df_IMG_3971.preview.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SppsU0iHMYI/AAAAAAAABaU/WsSBjU15dOE/s320/fa799652974286df_IMG_3971.preview.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375728210175013250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Oh i love these two girls up there. had to cancel weekend plans. Bleah, that sucks big time, i swear. Movie marathon! Weekend was filled with ultimate boredom. OMFG. Crab, crab, crab. Nicey. It went all over the place. Bleah. So messy. I can't wait for tomorrow. Hehe. Sing song! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.. wyzziezizozack.&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/6216476647013157444-797890928559882940?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/797890928559882940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=797890928559882940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/797890928559882940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/797890928559882940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/08/crab-time.html' title='crab time!'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SppsU0iHMYI/AAAAAAAABaU/WsSBjU15dOE/s72-c/fa799652974286df_IMG_3971.preview.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-8577553201274445657</id><published>2009-08-27T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:17:43.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>similar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Noi and I have had the same meal twice already. How funny. We shouldn't ask each other what we've had. LOL. I brought two books that wasn't use. And it made my bag heavy until i couldn't manage it. Oh hell to it. Uno with the same mates. Noise pollution. LOL. Stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One after another. I miss you.&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/6216476647013157444-8577553201274445657?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/8577553201274445657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=8577553201274445657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8577553201274445657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8577553201274445657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/08/similar.html' title='similar'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-453157399190623655</id><published>2009-08-25T18:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T18:54:51.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>complications of poo and you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Urge to kill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love our class song for teacher's day! OMG! Yay yay! It's so touching. ^^. After school. Somehow, i didn't have anything to do. Crap around. Fasting month yet they disturbed me! Faiz! Yoona ugly ah! Disturb me only! Failed my Amaths test. HAHA. Bonus marks. 2/15! ROFL. Passed my biology test. Yessah. Home-d. Alamak! I should i have gone to JP to meet Hanis. Bleah. Sadness. I miss you la. Rather than to kill myself&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; there&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the upcoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Faizul: Noi, ni kulit ape ah? [shows her watch]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Noi: Oh, karangan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Faizul: HUH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;[everyone laughs!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Noi went blur. HAHAHA&lt;/span&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/6216476647013157444-453157399190623655?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/453157399190623655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=453157399190623655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/453157399190623655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/453157399190623655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/08/complications-of-poo-and-you.html' title='complications of poo and you.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-5811966218116022672</id><published>2009-08-23T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T20:18:16.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chauffeur.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Oh come on! I suffered. I need to find the bloody way to get through it. Come to think of it, i know i will get it but the thing is, how. OMFG, i want iphone, god damn it. Fasting month is here. OMG, i like! I like! [insert smiley face] I'm so lazy to update. I have nothing to say. the only thing in my mind is PSP, POKeMON. Bleah not forgetting chamster though. I should have said, other than Chamster, POKeMON is the only thing in my mind. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having to promise, might not be a real trust.&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/6216476647013157444-5811966218116022672?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/5811966218116022672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=5811966218116022672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/5811966218116022672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/5811966218116022672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/08/chauffeur.html' title='Chauffeur.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-4654638480931601124</id><published>2009-08-21T19:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T19:34:31.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/So6GNjqanFI/AAAAAAAABaM/KKQubYJsWp0/s1600-h/IMG_3205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/So6GNjqanFI/AAAAAAAABaM/KKQubYJsWp0/s320/IMG_3205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372378972969147474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;addiction. Psp. Pokemon. Chemistry's test was poo. Fail, certain of it. Headache, nausea. Panadol. Woohoo. Pizza, noi's treat. Thanks darling. ^^ Netball. Sat. My head went ding dong. Played pokemon. Didn't have the chance to SAVE it before it went BLANK. I freaked out almost like someone passed away. LOL. Home-d. Mee Bakso later. Now, Kway Teow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to zullie's blog, i updated it. Bleaaah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216476647013157444-4654638480931601124?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/4654638480931601124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=4654638480931601124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4654638480931601124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4654638480931601124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/08/addiction.html' title='addiction'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/So6GNjqanFI/AAAAAAAABaM/KKQubYJsWp0/s72-c/IMG_3205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-6591014913922274385</id><published>2009-08-20T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:24:11.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Synthesis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Dang, school's a T-O-T-A-L bore! Damn it. Ika, Nab and Aitha has O level mother tongue prelims, and worst, Noi is still not back. Alamak Wyzzie lonewolf la just now. Sadness in my eyes. Bleah. Dramatic. PE, our pokemon time. Damn it i'm addicted to it again. Blame them and fardly for giving me the game. LOL. Sorry zullie, for that i ignored you much today. HEHE. Biology was gross. Pork's heart. With our teacher making us more disgusted. Bleah. The school couldn't get sheep's heart. Biology test after last lesson. Nutrition is human. Give away question, i forgotten the function of protein synthesis! Goddamn it! Accompanied Sab while i waited. Home-d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skitty, Charmander, Snorlex, Pikachu!.&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/6216476647013157444-6591014913922274385?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/6591014913922274385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=6591014913922274385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/6591014913922274385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/6591014913922274385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/08/synthesis.html' title='Synthesis.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-904991673789841515</id><published>2009-08-19T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:27:04.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sober.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I have been sober for weeks. OMFG. It almost killed me not having any connection at home. Eff that system. Bleah. Now that it's here. Yayness. Oh sorry for not updating. Nyeah Nyeah. Thanks Zulhilmi for updating because it's so not important. Slaps. Been boring these days. Woohoo. Puasa la, i love it. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh girls come on. each and every one of you are hypocrites. LOL. talk about me? You girls are nothing towards me, it'll bring me no harm. Tsk, tsk. I've been through it. Bleah. It's funny how repetition comes in front of my eyes seeing what happened to me last time. I can't wait for something. [insert smiley face] Skipped netball today. Bleah. LOL. First time oi, cool or what. HAHA. Effed up reasons, my poo. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diana: ape la. kay la linked. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Syasya: Oh hello! =DD&lt;br /&gt;Sabrina: eh you girl, wait eh, slap you then you know. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Hanif: eleh, my shit ah. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;ira: ira, diam la. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Jolynn: relinked, doggie! imy!&lt;br /&gt;Syeerah: omfg, same la. hahahahahahahahaha! Freaking stupid reason i gave LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usual PBDD, it wasn't the same anymore.&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/6216476647013157444-904991673789841515?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/904991673789841515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=904991673789841515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/904991673789841515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/904991673789841515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/08/sober.html' title='sober.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-4777899735627010556</id><published>2009-08-16T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T16:49:01.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bubble gums for everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello again, i'm zulhilmi blogging for her. Lazynye. Anyway, today is the first day of the week! which is the most deadliest day of the week, SUNDAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wyza had Netball on Friday meanwhile, Rugby for me! Sportsperson. Sportscouple, hehehe.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wyza and her hectic schedule. Obstructions. Slowly clearing them away aite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216476647013157444-4777899735627010556?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/4777899735627010556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=4777899735627010556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4777899735627010556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4777899735627010556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/08/bubble-gums-for-everyone-hello-again-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-4820495576861603798</id><published>2009-08-09T13:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T13:36:52.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is it blue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello people. I do not intend to destroy wyzzie's blogga. I intend to update it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is she up to anyway? Anyway, this is Zulhilmi Bin Muhammad. http://zavidigavi.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;she is currently busy doing her project. With her laptop battery like that, i think she wont be able to finish it today. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enjoy your stay :):):):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216476647013157444-4820495576861603798?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/4820495576861603798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=4820495576861603798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4820495576861603798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4820495576861603798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-it-blue-hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-8145495580177087376</id><published>2009-08-06T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T18:18:06.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pokemon?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Netball. PT. Tough yet relieving. i like. Morning woke up late. My mind was somehow going ultra slow. I forgot to wear my tie. I forgot to go for duty on time. I was slow while doing Biology test. I flunk it. I'm certain of it. FAIL. I'm sure. Emaths open book test i got flying colours while the other three got 4. LOL! During emaths, we started talking about pokemon and picking on to represent us. LOL. How annoying i that. Chemistry was annoying. Pantat Kilat kept disturbing me. He Disturbed zullie. Sorry.. Home-d. Chillax ye Sabrina. Smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestfriends of three will never stick long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love him. He loves me. &lt;/span&gt;HAHAHA Hanif's such an annoying LOSER! nyeah&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/6216476647013157444-8145495580177087376?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/8145495580177087376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=8145495580177087376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8145495580177087376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8145495580177087376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/08/pokemon.html' title='pokemon?'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-7598288854011668560</id><published>2009-08-03T19:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:57:55.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>impressed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SnbKoHX8zKI/AAAAAAAABaA/-xO_fr_kLp0/s1600-h/DSC00991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SnbKoHX8zKI/AAAAAAAABaA/-xO_fr_kLp0/s320/DSC00991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365698796581604514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Three lessons before i had early dismissal. All went out well. I love it. Water gun! Sufyan's a busybody. LOL. I got drenched because of you! and that secondary one boy. But i love the game! World War III. HAHA crap. Went to the foyer to look after the kids. Went to take our water gun back. Mood changed. I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;impressed.&lt;/span&gt; you chose the utmost perfect gun to destroy. I don't really mind about that effing thing but i'm disappointed with you. Big one. I can easily pay my parents back the money for the watergun. But you, bleah. Great, ain't it? Did you have fun? Why didn't you smash that effing thing into pieces or throw the filler or even throw the whole thing? Wouldn't it be more fun? I hope you had much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me irrational, i wouldn't mind. I have my ways.&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/6216476647013157444-7598288854011668560?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/7598288854011668560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=7598288854011668560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/7598288854011668560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/7598288854011668560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/08/impressed.html' title='impressed.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SnbKoHX8zKI/AAAAAAAABaA/-xO_fr_kLp0/s72-c/DSC00991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-8035568303809497156</id><published>2009-08-02T17:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T17:29:43.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tailgate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Went johor at 8.45 last night. reached at 11.30. Slept at 1am. Phone made problem. Luckily mum brought extra phone along. I could text people! Woke up at 7.30am. God it was so damn cold. Breakfast-ed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dad: Adik, nak ape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Adik Prata egg due.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dad to the waiter: Prata telor dua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Waiter: Ape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dad: eh salah roti canai telor dua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Different way of naming it. Bleah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Went to find fabric for school. 75m. enough, more than enough i guess. Back. Scrabble-d. Drew rose on my wall. Yay. Painting it next time. Lunch. Was waiting for our food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;The waiters went into the air-conditioned restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Brother and i looked at each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Both said: What's the difference?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Siblings~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Home-d.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;u say yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;. Yes, i got that in one of my scrabble games just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216476647013157444-8035568303809497156?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/8035568303809497156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=8035568303809497156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8035568303809497156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8035568303809497156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/08/tailgate.html' title='tailgate.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-6562584807680156555</id><published>2009-08-01T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T18:42:21.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ikeaaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SnQb6zyybuI/AAAAAAAABZ4/PxI9zBxSi2Y/s1600-h/IMG_2025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SnQb6zyybuI/AAAAAAAABZ4/PxI9zBxSi2Y/s320/IMG_2025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364943753254694626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Tutoring in the morning. Straight to ikea then. Bought plastic box. Not too big, not too small. For us. Teehee. There wasn't yellow or black. Only white and blue. Chose blue because white will stain. I'll place all our stuffs in there so it won't go missing. Went JP. Home-d. Going Johor later at night. The bag! Please dad! Tomorrow! tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so sweet. I can't wait. (:&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/6216476647013157444-6562584807680156555?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/6562584807680156555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=6562584807680156555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/6562584807680156555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/6562584807680156555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/08/ikeaaaa.html' title='ikeaaaa'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SnQb6zyybuI/AAAAAAAABZ4/PxI9zBxSi2Y/s72-c/IMG_2025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-5802210095188442136</id><published>2009-07-31T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T19:24:59.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>double.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SnLUYqrVfCI/AAAAAAAABZw/riUqpbFWHQ4/s1600-h/IMG_2127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SnLUYqrVfCI/AAAAAAAABZw/riUqpbFWHQ4/s320/IMG_2127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364583626389683234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;School was fine. Anne Zee, [insert middle finger] Feefa and I had to sit in front. With her filthy face right above my nose. Emaths surprise test was a-okay. Yay! Home-d after school. Reached school at 2.30. Training was the same. I'm starting to et used to it again. Yippee! My muscles are aching and i'm loving it. Home-d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taste my sarcasm once in awhile.&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/6216476647013157444-5802210095188442136?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/5802210095188442136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=5802210095188442136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/5802210095188442136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/5802210095188442136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/double.html' title='double.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SnLUYqrVfCI/AAAAAAAABZw/riUqpbFWHQ4/s72-c/IMG_2127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-4659143678327580526</id><published>2009-07-30T18:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T18:27:20.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'couple'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;School's fine, ordinary more like it. OMG. My whole body is aching due to yesterday's training! Bleah. Language periods for start. PE then. It was so funny! LOL. Battle of yellow tags and green tags. Break. SS. Biology. Emaths. Free period for emaths. Our teacher was absent. Wooohooo!. Tried doing biology. But nah, too tough.  We had the battle of above and below. Btw, it's about chemistry symbols. After school. Had fast lunch. Mee hoon soto. Sedap tau. Had chemistry. Test. Was phew. I'm aiming to get at least 15marks. Wish me well. I'm not certain of one question. Consists of 1 mark, Lucky. LOL. Hanif and Noi were like husband and wife during lesson. Terence and I kept laughing by the way they act. Argue-d. LOL. Home-d with zullie. Tired la. Had Nasi Lemak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cute hamster, your sexy kitten.&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/6216476647013157444-4659143678327580526?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/4659143678327580526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=4659143678327580526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4659143678327580526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4659143678327580526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/couple.html' title='&apos;couple&apos;'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-4754187072631842486</id><published>2009-07-29T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:56:24.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetest thing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SnA4ypiGVAI/AAAAAAAABZo/9rKPBW75TLM/s1600-h/fa799652974286df_IMG_3971.preview.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SnA4ypiGVAI/AAAAAAAABZo/9rKPBW75TLM/s320/fa799652974286df_IMG_3971.preview.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363849598991750146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;True enough, i love this photo! Weeee! Went out late just now. Didn't have any bread for morning. Things were mundane. DAMN IT! I drew sine graph for cosine! What in the world is wrong with me! omfg. had netball. cramp ass. Vomited. Skills taught. I'm starting to like this coach. Went home with zullie. Thanks. Hehe. Exhausted. Bag's real heavy. I'm gonna die soon. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hamster, your kitten.&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/6216476647013157444-4754187072631842486?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/4754187072631842486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=4754187072631842486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4754187072631842486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4754187072631842486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/sweetest-thing.html' title='Sweetest thing?'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SnA4ypiGVAI/AAAAAAAABZo/9rKPBW75TLM/s72-c/fa799652974286df_IMG_3971.preview.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-6540874466074040681</id><published>2009-07-28T18:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:14:18.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enterokinase.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sm7Ou0y7zoI/AAAAAAAABZg/FFzeGBmcCV8/s1600-h/DSC00124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sm7Ou0y7zoI/AAAAAAAABZg/FFzeGBmcCV8/s320/DSC00124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363451510086422146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;enterokinase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noi kept call me that after biology lesson. Why eh? I still don't understand why you call me that. LOL. Things that i forgot to bring: Chemistry file with all the notes in it and Malay textbook. Finished school. Amaths test tomorrow? Whadda.... Malay was utmost funny. I know you know, noi. LOL. Distractions from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that thing&lt;/span&gt;. ^^ End of school. Stole chester the noob's pencil case and foolscap. He went around to find me. ROFL! Headed library. Studied. Home-d. Brother bought rs250 already! OMFG! I can't wait to ride it! Heeeeeeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebok ah kau!&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/6216476647013157444-6540874466074040681?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/6540874466074040681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=6540874466074040681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/6540874466074040681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/6540874466074040681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/enterokinase.html' title='enterokinase.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sm7Ou0y7zoI/AAAAAAAABZg/FFzeGBmcCV8/s72-c/DSC00124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-6322860562795911156</id><published>2009-07-27T15:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T15:26:19.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sm1WSpmy3uI/AAAAAAAABZY/QCHYBMYwNJ4/s1600-h/DSC01827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sm1WSpmy3uI/AAAAAAAABZY/QCHYBMYwNJ4/s320/DSC01827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363037609674333922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I remembered this day. I pity noi much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Hello. School was somehow fast. I feel so restless. Half asleep during english. Amaths two period lesson was funny. kept disturbing Chester. LOL. Magician! Noob. HAHA! Break. Biology. Fully awake. Understood the summary. Yay. Emaths. Laughed due to the crap talk from matt and terence while me and chester kept trying to tell them to stop talking and to listen. tsk3. Home-d straight. I feel like sleeping. But there's assignments to be done. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleah. I want to sleeeeep.&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/6216476647013157444-6322860562795911156?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/6322860562795911156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=6322860562795911156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/6322860562795911156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/6322860562795911156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/flies.html' title='flies.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sm1WSpmy3uI/AAAAAAAABZY/QCHYBMYwNJ4/s72-c/DSC01827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-3220780395894963874</id><published>2009-07-26T14:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T15:03:08.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mickey.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Woke up early in the morning. breakfast with noi, feefa, dee, and aishah. Macs. Headed down to Chinese garden. Charity walk. Somehow fast. Pictures, with noi. After that, promised zullie. Meaning i have to go with him and not with girlfriends. Sat by the lake? Hehe. Noi KPO eh! LOL. Met parents after that. Tired. Oh yes! The bag next week! I CAN'T WAIT! Okay. Dad is really considering if he should buy for me iphone. Oh man! BUY dad BUY. pleaseeeeeee! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembrance.&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/6216476647013157444-3220780395894963874?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/3220780395894963874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=3220780395894963874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/3220780395894963874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/3220780395894963874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/mickey.html' title='mickey.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-88093833073883</id><published>2009-07-25T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T22:37:55.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Johor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SmsYkLaXS2I/AAAAAAAABZQ/oGkucX4V9Dw/s1600-h/DSC00964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SmsYkLaXS2I/AAAAAAAABZQ/oGkucX4V9Dw/s320/DSC00964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362406791132433250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Hello. I reached Singapore land at 9.30pm. got buzzed with text messages. Bleah. Tiring there. Went window shopping. Had lunch at Kip Mart. RSS. Had Dinner at stonegrill. Nice. Tom Yam. I want that bag! Next week mum. Teeeheee. Will be going there again next week. Oh yes, we want iphone dadddddd!. LOL. Home-d. Bubble Gum. I bought better pens for notebook. ^^ I'm not tired. Bleah. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Oh tomorrow, strings! Sabrina! Noi! heee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me next week, noi? Anything goes for me..&lt;/span&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/6216476647013157444-88093833073883?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/88093833073883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=88093833073883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/88093833073883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/88093833073883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/johor_25.html' title='Johor.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SmsYkLaXS2I/AAAAAAAABZQ/oGkucX4V9Dw/s72-c/DSC00964.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-1027146357217515597</id><published>2009-07-25T09:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T09:38:14.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Smph5gY2WaI/AAAAAAAABZI/zjVG472oDW4/s1600-h/IMG_3200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Smph5gY2WaI/AAAAAAAABZI/zjVG472oDW4/s320/IMG_3200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362205946912594338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Slept at 9.30pm. Three quarter dead i think. Another quarter was texting zullie, to accompany him. At 11.30pm, mum woke me up. Asked me to follow the family go NTUC. In the middle of the night? FOR WHAT. My eyes was closed. I wore my jeans when i stopped, walked to the hall, told them i wasn't going, too exhausted. Mum said that i would be alone at home if i don't follow. I didn't mind, had a deeeeeep comfortable sleep. Woke up at 8. Bathed. Breakfast. Bloated like a PIG, kan sabrina? LOL Blogging for awhile. Going Johor later. Will be home late. i can't wait for tomorrow. Hehehe. Our bands! Noi! You must remember to bring okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stalker?&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/6216476647013157444-1027146357217515597?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/1027146357217515597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=1027146357217515597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/1027146357217515597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/1027146357217515597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/tired.html' title='tired.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Smph5gY2WaI/AAAAAAAABZI/zjVG472oDW4/s72-c/IMG_3200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-3751114805318725548</id><published>2009-07-24T19:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:28:29.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rugby?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;School was somehow slow. Chemistry. Oh yes, i love it. English. Summary pointers. The truth about Emma. Love it. Emaths. 18/20. Two wrong reasonings. Dang! My bloody answer was right but my reasoning! Bleah. recess. Pattaya. Literature. Similes. Metaphors. Personifications. Imageries. Devices, people! Lol whatever. Went JP. Ate lunch with mum. Burger King. Home-d. Changed. Off to school. Netball then watched rugby match. Boring. Home-d. Smiles. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves.&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/6216476647013157444-3751114805318725548?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/3751114805318725548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=3751114805318725548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/3751114805318725548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/3751114805318725548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/rugby.html' title='rugby?'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-4273865351252698510</id><published>2009-07-23T18:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T18:37:48.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Woke up to eat. Bleah. I nearly died off. School was somehow fast. No PE due to the absence of our teacher. I took the time to study Social Studies. Half an hour. Then the other half, i was sleeping. It felt great! Studied much. Done with Emaths. Half way through Chemistry. I stopped because it's all mole questions already. And i still can't get them right. Oh god. Done with minutes for Social Studies. Left with Biology and the mole questions. And chemistry project. Went to gek poh with terence because i wanted to buy something and i don't know where is it. Went Boon Lay then after to get my ezlink. Phew. Home-d. Around 45minutes to breaking fast. (: Oh god, that video was hideous, i swear! OMG, you know what i mean right ana jay? Horrifying. Looks like someone we knew. LOL. Needs a tight bitchy slap. Heh bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Cinderella story.&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/6216476647013157444-4273865351252698510?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/4273865351252698510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=4273865351252698510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4273865351252698510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4273865351252698510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/another.html' title='Another.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-8214733547845548269</id><published>2009-07-22T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T18:16:13.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling of relieve.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Smbj1HLdKFI/AAAAAAAABZA/2TzLOPhWu9o/s1600-h/06032009%28015%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Smbj1HLdKFI/AAAAAAAABZA/2TzLOPhWu9o/s320/06032009%28015%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361222908030822482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;School. Ended at 1.25pm. Due to Oral Listening comprehension. Yay. Went library with zullie and faizul. Did homework. Done with them. Yay. Took waffles from mum, they wanted it. Fasting again. Tomorrow too, i suppose. Having sushi during break fast. (: Bought dvd. Home-d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew something fell. I heard the sound. I was having a 50-50 kind of feeling. It is mine? Is it not? I took the not. And i regret it a lot. In front of the door. I went to search for my keys. Then i realised. Wait, something's missing. Something's really missing. *OMFG* my ez-link card! I panicked. I opened the door as though i found a robber inside my house. Headed for the laptop. Switched on, find the website. Search through for the right contact. Got it called. Sadly, they didn't find any. A minute or two, the person called me back. AND THEY FOUND IT. Phew. What a relieve. I was already scared to death because i know my mum would fried me if i'd told her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noi shocked the poo out of me that made me fall back and bruise my left palm. :( it's funny though. LOL&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/6216476647013157444-8214733547845548269?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/8214733547845548269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=8214733547845548269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8214733547845548269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8214733547845548269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/feeling-of-relieve.html' title='feeling of relieve.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Smbj1HLdKFI/AAAAAAAABZA/2TzLOPhWu9o/s72-c/06032009%28015%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-6987437269307159598</id><published>2009-07-21T18:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T18:11:48.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pay back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SmWUVs5semI/AAAAAAAABY4/iGwzFjL7nsU/s1600-h/wyzzie.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SmWUVs5semI/AAAAAAAABY4/iGwzFjL7nsU/s320/wyzzie.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360854032005757538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Wasn't in the mood morning till recess. three quarter to full asleep during first period, chemistry. Ionic equations, understood. Malay. Worst. Amaths. Caught sleeping. Bleah. Graphs. Nuggets for now. Mild sore throat. Recess. Extended library book. English. Half asleep while Mr G. was talking about 'of mice and men'. Biology, paid full attention. Yay. Emaths. Done the test in the nick of time. Went Library to study. Notebook. Home-d. Waiting for Maghirb. Bleah. I looove fasting month! I don't want Hari Raya though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that yesterday's night was the worst, you?&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/6216476647013157444-6987437269307159598?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/6987437269307159598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=6987437269307159598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/6987437269307159598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/6987437269307159598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/pay-back.html' title='pay back.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SmWUVs5semI/AAAAAAAABY4/iGwzFjL7nsU/s72-c/wyzzie.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-8209215787312019848</id><published>2009-07-20T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:25:45.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SmRUEVwPbLI/AAAAAAAABYw/t3Ww1_uORLA/s1600-h/DSC00954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SmRUEVwPbLI/AAAAAAAABYw/t3Ww1_uORLA/s320/DSC00954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360501890013424818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Oh yes. three hours of free period. Maths teacher was absent. Studied chem for the first hour. Second hour, Amaths. Third hour, Biology. Yay. Left with english. Amaths remedial was nuggets. New coach. Hope it's tough. I'm restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;During literature:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Anne Zee: Should i be. *sudden stop*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Aefy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;turns to me&lt;/span&gt;: Yes, you should be in you grave right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Wyza: HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;During Netball:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Noi: If my mother calls me noi, what should you call me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Wyza: noi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Noi: *nods* If this girls here are called bitches, what shall people call me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Wyza: dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Noi: *thumbs up* good answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crappy girl. LOL&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/6216476647013157444-8209215787312019848?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/8209215787312019848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=8209215787312019848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8209215787312019848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8209215787312019848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SmRUEVwPbLI/AAAAAAAABYw/t3Ww1_uORLA/s72-c/DSC00954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-7535922042437593623</id><published>2009-07-19T19:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:01:25.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after another.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SmMFadVkKHI/AAAAAAAABYo/RiG3YKcSJV0/s1600-h/DSC00470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SmMFadVkKHI/AAAAAAAABYo/RiG3YKcSJV0/s320/DSC00470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360133933610838130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Didn't follow noi and friends. Was plain lazy. Last minute too. Bleah. Game-d for around 4 hours. Started on homework at 5.30pm. Chemistry. Elementary Mathematics. Additional Mathematics. Literature now. Bleah. Tell me how foolish is it for you to write a full compo with a cut-out passage without any question. HUH? I don't think so i will be doing the passage. But i shall continue doing anotation on the poem. William Shakespeare. Oh whatever. I've just realised i'm bloody hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Condemn the old Anne Zee.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Oh about yesterday night. I, nur farwizah rahman, hates GREEDY FAGGOTS. THEY TOOK ALL MY BLOODY JIBBITS without me KNOWING. THIS IS TOO MUCH. I'm very disappointed. It really broken my heart because i'm like left with NO JIBBITS. my favourite ones are GONE. Oh well, i know my jibbits are pretty and cute. Bleah. mafaka. GFY&lt;/span&gt;s&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/6216476647013157444-7535922042437593623?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/7535922042437593623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=7535922042437593623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/7535922042437593623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/7535922042437593623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/after-another.html' title='after another.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SmMFadVkKHI/AAAAAAAABYo/RiG3YKcSJV0/s72-c/DSC00470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-4445163900165462336</id><published>2009-07-18T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T16:21:40.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Johor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SmGF5aDvL2I/AAAAAAAABYg/TUMYL-E5t2s/s1600-h/DSC00909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SmGF5aDvL2I/AAAAAAAABYg/TUMYL-E5t2s/s320/DSC00909.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359712252841635682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Brother's going johor. Bye. Cousins and relatives coming. Bleah. Sunshine got scolded. Hugs.&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/6216476647013157444-4445163900165462336?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/4445163900165462336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=4445163900165462336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4445163900165462336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/4445163900165462336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/johor.html' title='Johor.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SmGF5aDvL2I/AAAAAAAABYg/TUMYL-E5t2s/s72-c/DSC00909.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-8438401524805179340</id><published>2009-07-17T14:54:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T17:56:30.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pair work.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SmAjuO05fxI/AAAAAAAABYY/bimIKFrUph0/s1600-h/DSC00932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SmAjuO05fxI/AAAAAAAABYY/bimIKFrUph0/s320/DSC00932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359322833731813138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SmAjtlC32TI/AAAAAAAABYQ/vigoCPO2u_g/s1600-h/DSC00933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SmAjtlC32TI/AAAAAAAABYQ/vigoCPO2u_g/s320/DSC00933.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359322822516136242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Pair work with terence. Circles. Starbucks with mum and brother after school. Home-d. I don't want tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; Again, noi bullied me. Bleah. *strangles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; That old woman was condemned by us. Lol. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perangai puki sia satu-satu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Expensive Chocolate? I think true as what Aefy said, our shits. [insert smiley face]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Anne Zee:&lt;/span&gt; I was 18 back then when i started teaching at all-boys school, ACS. And the boys were 16. So I taught them History. And they tried to date me of course due to the age gap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Syahrizad:&lt;/span&gt; Are you sure? Are you making up stories?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Class:&lt;/span&gt; *laughters*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Anne Zee:&lt;/span&gt; *ignore*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;OMFG. I didn't know my dad ordered a new teeveeee. I got smashed with vulgarities from mum when she called me for 4 times and text me 'eh bodoh tak tau nak angkat phone!' Hello, i'm in the toilet with a bad stomach ache. -.-" People at the door. Opened. Taadaaaa, here it comes. Bleaaah. I guess dad went to buy when our teevee killed itself a few days back. LOL. Brother too got smashed with plenty of vulgarities. Small matter, made it a big fuss. Eleh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216476647013157444-8438401524805179340?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/8438401524805179340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=8438401524805179340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8438401524805179340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/8438401524805179340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/pair-work.html' title='pair work.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SmAjuO05fxI/AAAAAAAABYY/bimIKFrUph0/s72-c/DSC00932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-6096297896277982500</id><published>2009-07-16T19:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T20:39:02.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>certainty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sl8fW_uu7AI/AAAAAAAABX4/TUP-WEAR_TA/s1600-h/DSC00919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sl8fW_uu7AI/AAAAAAAABX4/TUP-WEAR_TA/s320/DSC00919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359036561519209474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;PE lesson was fun!. Riot. Green Vs Yellow. Tag rugby started, it seems like we are all going for a riot. Biology was boring. Again was picked by teacher. Annoying. I'm always weak at answering questions that are shot at me so suddenly. Went home with noi and terence sent me to the bus stop. LOL. Nothing better to do, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arguments between this and that. Tears, pushed blames. Fuck you people. We don't need you by our side. You people have been giving us more burden than we ever did have. *middle finger* All you people know is to scold, scold and push blames. Mirror your fucking faces before venting shits on us. Oh, bonding? Where's the trust? Think we have been lying? and here comes the news, pushing blames. You people make me despise you, hatred filled. Full of disgust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust, where the hell is it?&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/6216476647013157444-6096297896277982500?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/6096297896277982500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=6096297896277982500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/6096297896277982500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/6096297896277982500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/certainty.html' title='certainty.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sl8fW_uu7AI/AAAAAAAABX4/TUP-WEAR_TA/s72-c/DSC00919.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-2084499979208671500</id><published>2009-07-15T16:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T18:35:08.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>analogy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sl2SZ710BpI/AAAAAAAABXo/f7jN70bKoFE/s1600-h/DSC01831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sl2SZ710BpI/AAAAAAAABXo/f7jN70bKoFE/s320/DSC01831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358600105898542738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;School's fine. Raining in the morning. It was nice. Cooling. I got bullied by noi. Bleah. Amath's ASTC graph. She remembers it as Aku Suka Telinga Comel. -.-" Is my ear and nose THAT small. Ish.Wee, i got all correct for the quiz on ace-learning. Properties of circles are so loved. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Before doing our duty, was going down the stairs with noi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noi: Wyza, aku turun macam Goddess tak?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyza: Macam cacat ade la.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noi gave a sad face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;[insert laughters]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;My brutal analogy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Oh my, how could this be? Megan fox is not a pure woman. Dang, she's gorgeous but we got to know that she was once a male. But ironically, her voice. It's seems like a real woman's voice. Now i'm thinking. Yeah, Megan fox/Mitchell Reed has an outer woman body but the brain? OMG. A guy thinking in there? Oops. But, what can we do though. Nothing in the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6216476647013157444-2084499979208671500?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/2084499979208671500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=2084499979208671500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2084499979208671500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2084499979208671500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/analogy.html' title='analogy.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sl2SZ710BpI/AAAAAAAABXo/f7jN70bKoFE/s72-c/DSC01831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-7518008726792999754</id><published>2009-07-14T19:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:30:30.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>small, petite.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SlxsIp2mNVI/AAAAAAAABXg/8uiqfPmmLOY/s1600-h/chipanddale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SlxsIp2mNVI/AAAAAAAABXg/8uiqfPmmLOY/s320/chipanddale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358276552593651026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Oh dewi darling, took this and tagged me and gladys budek. HEHE. Chip and dale? LOL seems so cute. I miss you, dewi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Woke up early. Biology first lesson. AWAKE. English. Of mice and men. Mr G. didn't turn up again. Chemistry. Oh, mixtures. Love it. Hot.Cold.Warm. Malay. Seemed fast. Group Work. Mysteries. Oh, whatever. CE. Boring. Care. Emaths. Nothing much. End of school. School Library. Studied. Then went to the field. Match. Bleah. A boy vomitted. Like shit. Bloody gross. Home-d. With Faizul and syafiq. On the way. I read it. Made me smile all the way. Heeh. It's small, petite. Love it much. It'll be with me wherever i go. [insert smiley face]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letters.&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/6216476647013157444-7518008726792999754?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/7518008726792999754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=7518008726792999754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/7518008726792999754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/7518008726792999754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/small-petite.html' title='small, petite.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SlxsIp2mNVI/AAAAAAAABXg/8uiqfPmmLOY/s72-c/chipanddale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-6599176252824204895</id><published>2009-07-13T18:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T20:47:45.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cold.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Oh school time was hell fun for me. Even though i'm slightly sick. little cough and sore throat here and there. Flu in the early morning. Sorry Noi. LOL. Mr G. didn't attend school. I was filled with happiness as i can do my biology homework which i didn't get to do because zullie helped me bring it home. Then it was Amaths. Chester with his Calvin Klein underpants got disturbed by me, terence and matt. LOL. He was trying so hard to stop his rectum from contracting so as not to remove the faeces that have been pushed by the muscles in the large intestine. Okay, too biology. I kept kick his chair at the butts part. LOL. Then it was break. Biology. I was alive for the W.H.O.L.E period! OMFG. That is so shocking! What an achievement! Then it was Emaths. Again. Chester got disturb but worst. ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school. It changed the whole mood. I gave a cold shoulder. I'm terribly sorry. But i can't seem to give in that much anymore. I've been very mean just now. To call you that. To do that. It doesn't seem like the wyzzie that you've known. But this is the wyzzie when she gets to know that her mum would be scolding her. I'm never use to get scoldings by her. I'm not used to be defiant to her. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes! Thanks aeeeeeeeen! loves! we shall hang out soooooon! Yayness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Shall we exchange tomorrow. perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/6216476647013157444-6599176252824204895?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/6599176252824204895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=6599176252824204895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/6599176252824204895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/6599176252824204895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/cold.html' title='cold.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-6110307688421234462</id><published>2009-07-12T14:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T14:13:12.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i will, forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sll-RulBr8I/AAAAAAAABXY/EsVRsq4G2t4/s1600-h/DSC01896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sll-RulBr8I/AAAAAAAABXY/EsVRsq4G2t4/s320/DSC01896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357452074760122306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;God damn it. I will miss her effing much in a few weeks time. [insert cry]&lt;br /&gt;I will miss bullying you.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss having you to bite me in the morning to wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss having you to bite me whenever your bad mood comes.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss having you purring on me when you are hungry.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss carrying you like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss hugging and kissing you.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss everything about you.&lt;br /&gt;I will always love you, smarties.&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/6216476647013157444-6110307688421234462?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/6110307688421234462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=6110307688421234462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/6110307688421234462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/6110307688421234462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-will-forever.html' title='i will, forever.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sll-RulBr8I/AAAAAAAABXY/EsVRsq4G2t4/s72-c/DSC01896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-200954006614676233</id><published>2009-07-11T15:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T18:46:00.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>childhood.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Slg6CSu2viI/AAAAAAAABXI/L9_kGGYduZ4/s1600-h/wyzzie+ray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Slg6CSu2viI/AAAAAAAABXI/L9_kGGYduZ4/s320/wyzzie+ray.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357095567819718178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Slg6CIuVVTI/AAAAAAAABXA/99nHrwGq-tY/s1600-h/two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Slg6CIuVVTI/AAAAAAAABXA/99nHrwGq-tY/s320/two.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357095565133174066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Slg6BwVpTzI/AAAAAAAABW4/inV5Dlt5eTM/s1600-h/two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Slg6BwVpTzI/AAAAAAAABW4/inV5Dlt5eTM/s320/two.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357095558587174706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Was looking through my childhood days. OMG! Parents and grandad off to Johor again. I went tutoring. ended at 1. Brother picked me up. Pioneer Mall. Macs. McSpicy. Home. I'm not going out today. OMG. Why? I have finished all my home assignments yesterday, surprisingly. Was so bored to death that i started on my assignments and finished them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jurong, weekdays. Potong Pasir, weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Dang! parents off to johor AGAIN tomorrow. WHY oh WHY! brother and i have been suffering due to the epic boredom. Brother's sick. Flu, fever, cough, sore throat, chest pain., tiredness H1N1 pe? Hope not. If not the WHOLE family with be quarantined. Oh tomorrow. No plans i suppose. Oh crap! Stucked with boredom. What more can i do? Dvds after dvds. Like what eh. Repetition until i'm dead bored with EVERY movie i have. Oh god. &lt;/span&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/6216476647013157444-200954006614676233?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/200954006614676233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=200954006614676233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/200954006614676233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/200954006614676233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/childhood.html' title='childhood.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Slg6CSu2viI/AAAAAAAABXI/L9_kGGYduZ4/s72-c/wyzzie+ray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-695873903674839954</id><published>2009-07-10T16:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T16:47:07.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh it was a bitch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Slb_cLRFh8I/AAAAAAAABWA/ZR0hK83AJvk/s1600-h/DSC00470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Slb_cLRFh8I/AAAAAAAABWA/ZR0hK83AJvk/s320/DSC00470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356749666329659330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;School normal. Last lesson, literature. That was a total bitch, we swear. With her grandmother story. School bell rang then she wanted to start teaching. We got fed up and stood up while she was talking and wanted to go off when she stopped us and told us to greet her before going. Idiot. She wasted our bloody time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to love it but now i hate it due to that asshole.&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/6216476647013157444-695873903674839954?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/695873903674839954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=695873903674839954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/695873903674839954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/695873903674839954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-it-was-bitch.html' title='oh it was a bitch!'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Slb_cLRFh8I/AAAAAAAABWA/ZR0hK83AJvk/s72-c/DSC00470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216476647013157444.post-2848167473393745159</id><published>2009-07-09T17:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T18:10:23.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stomach.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SlXCBKZXayI/AAAAAAAABV4/DuufWKsQbW0/s1600-h/DSC01797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SlXCBKZXayI/AAAAAAAABV4/DuufWKsQbW0/s320/DSC01797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356400657053477666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Today is such a bad day. Btw yesterday night, my lullaby called. Loves. Woke up late today. 6.45am. Best part is, everyone was still asleep! Bathed, for like 10 minutes. LOL. Usually, it will be for like 45 minutes. Stomach cramp was like OMFG, very mean. PE. Rugby. EEEE, germs. LOL. Oh this is the worst part. Toilet. Mother Tongue. Cried. Effing pain like as tho my tummy has been twisted. Sick bay for an hour. Parents went off already together with grandad. Brother was asleep. Hell to him. Didn't get to leave school. Went back to class. Social Studies. Damn. Ate half of my plate and passed it to noi. SPA practice for Biology. Circles for emaths. Of Mice and Men for english. Hydrochloric acid with calcium carbonate for chemistry. Brother took an urgent leave as i was sick. Home now. I'm hungry. The stinging pain has decreased but still here to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mermaid.&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/6216476647013157444-2848167473393745159?l=eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/feeds/2848167473393745159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216476647013157444&amp;postID=2848167473393745159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2848167473393745159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216476647013157444/posts/default/2848167473393745159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatwyzzieray.blogspot.com/2009/07/stomach.html' title='stomach.'/><author><name>Wyzzie Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13248315622391390570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/Sdc-xP-8DXI/AAAAAAAABJE/t7WwRETbIZA/S220/DSC01970.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TATX4m15pBc/SlXCBKZXayI/AAAAAAAABV4/DuufWKsQbW0/s72-c/DSC01797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
