<?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-8309316505532329545</id><updated>2011-07-31T02:20:36.187-07:00</updated><category term='-'/><title type='text'>Loading...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>271</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-2406917972513394855</id><published>2010-08-26T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T08:53:49.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Routine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Every Thursday would be like the funnest day in tuition. Firstly, i get to bully/bomb Cheok together with Shwu Ling till the max. Today also wasn't an exception but today was much more epic! =D. First of all, we bomb her till she got nothing to say. And, me and Shwu Ling did some really stupid stuff in tuition. The Cloud 9 Sweets incident. That's like the funniest of all. XD. Thank you buddies! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/THaNsjdGvwI/AAAAAAAABls/AFv9iF0Gt-Q/s1600/P1010899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/THaNsjdGvwI/AAAAAAAABls/AFv9iF0Gt-Q/s320/P1010899.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509746990705458946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The victim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/THaNsCTVRbI/AAAAAAAABlk/x-uuJGO6OVM/s1600/thm_thm_php75t0h0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/THaNsCTVRbI/AAAAAAAABlk/x-uuJGO6OVM/s320/thm_thm_php75t0h0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509746981806097842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Team up to bomb together. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-2406917972513394855?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/2406917972513394855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=2406917972513394855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2406917972513394855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2406917972513394855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-routine.html' title='It&apos;s A Routine'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/THaNsjdGvwI/AAAAAAAABls/AFv9iF0Gt-Q/s72-c/P1010899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-4261057092162189894</id><published>2010-08-26T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T03:09:46.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp.</title><content type='html'>It's going to be camp soon. It's been ages since church had a camp. Hoping for some fun before PMR. =D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-4261057092162189894?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/4261057092162189894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=4261057092162189894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/4261057092162189894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/4261057092162189894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/08/camp.html' title='Camp.'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-3360495227573171156</id><published>2010-08-26T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T02:57:18.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back.</title><content type='html'>Wow. Its like ages since i used blogger. =D. But i don't know if i can continue on blogging. It doesn't appeals much to me. I'm on twitter more now. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-3360495227573171156?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/3360495227573171156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=3360495227573171156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3360495227573171156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3360495227573171156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/08/back.html' title='Back.'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-2038239773377168716</id><published>2010-07-09T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T08:15:25.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6/7/2010</title><content type='html'>That was the most happening day ever. Okay, that day was report card day. And like any usual humans on earth, i didn't go to school. =P. BUT! It is the most terrific day ever. What a day is all i could say. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, i was suppose to go out with my friends to sunway but plan cancelled for me because my dad freaked out thinking that i skip school just to go out to sunway. so yeah slash off the sunway plan thingy for me. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, my mum went to my school and get the report card. She told me that my class teacher asked the most random thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teacher: Apa you bagi makan kat anak awak uh? Kenapa pandai sangat? (not saying that i am smart also)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum: Tak tau. Makan makanan lah. Dia tadi baru sahaja suruh saya beli roti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like what the heck? What do i eat? HAHAHA. That doesn't even got to do with anything about getting smart also. And my mum told to my dad. guess what he said? He said why didn't reply her makan babi. HAHAHAHA. that crack me and my whole family up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then next was my frying the egg tragedy. Was very hungry and decided to be rajin and cooked egg+bread. While i was heating up the pot, i poured some oil into it and guess what? The oil caught on fire you know like the chef cooking in AFC. That fire. Seriously, i was panic! And my mum wasn't home either. SO by the time the flame went off, the pot was like black colour because it was burned. My mum came back and laughed at me saying that i didn't cook so like that and yadda yadda. Apparently, the pot was too hot that's why it caught on fire. "Great" experience for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8309316505532329545-2038239773377168716?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/2038239773377168716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=2038239773377168716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2038239773377168716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2038239773377168716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/07/672010.html' title='6/7/2010'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-2669967048691314952</id><published>2010-06-26T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T09:37:54.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day Which is The Worst.</title><content type='html'>I should define that 26th of June is definitely not my day. So many bad and unpleasant thing came on even though i spend most of my day at home or in my dad's friend wedding. Why the day isn't at all great today:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) A cockroach fell out of nowhere to my leg and drop on the floor while i was watching show in MY ROOM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)I scratch my finger with the lash of my room lock. And yes. It bleed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)People keep stepping on my leg in the wedding without even saying sorry even though they realize they did step on my leg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4)My sister dropped the satay sauce on my jeans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) And last but the worse of all is there this old dude. Sorry to say, an indian guy. Not that i am racist. Well, he at a) cut the queue; b) doesn't know how to scoop his food nicely and ended up making his food sort of poured on my back(thank god i was just wearing a spaghetti type of dress+jean. Or he would be so sorry for doing that.); c)he knows that it was his fault and yet he didn't even bother to at least tell me neither do sorry. d) he acts dungu when i stared at him. HE'S SUCH A RUDE INDIAN DUDE THAT I EVER MET. well, i should just say that he doesn't go to school and learn his moral. Or even if he does, he doubly even passes that subject.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, there are still the ups of the day which was this other indian dude that came up to me and started saying arigato(thank you in japanese). Me and my sister was like so bengang. Then, he asked if i am a japanese girl. HAHAHA. That seriously crack me up. =) Oh! Btw, i guess that dude is drunk because he kept asking us to drink beer. HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-2669967048691314952?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/2669967048691314952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=2669967048691314952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2669967048691314952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2669967048691314952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-which-is-worst.html' title='The Day Which is The Worst.'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-5320366952724880290</id><published>2010-06-20T08:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T08:10:54.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School Horror</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/TB4uEx0sn-I/AAAAAAAABlY/3Sg2IjyV2nE/s1600/no-more-whining-pk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/TB4uEx0sn-I/AAAAAAAABlY/3Sg2IjyV2nE/s320/no-more-whining-pk.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484872055812562914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came across this and just laughed and thought it will be a good cover since the holidays are about to end. Yeapp. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-5320366952724880290?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/5320366952724880290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=5320366952724880290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5320366952724880290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5320366952724880290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/06/back-to-school-horror_20.html' title='Back to School Horror'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/TB4uEx0sn-I/AAAAAAAABlY/3Sg2IjyV2nE/s72-c/no-more-whining-pk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-2326135674147101703</id><published>2010-06-15T09:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T09:49:33.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuggets! =O</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One fine day with steph came over to my house with the original plan to "study" and do project. In the meantime, we did some cooking! And! it's nuggets! =DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/TBet5MjYMPI/AAAAAAAABk4/Fp4o1agHJL0/s320/P1012481.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483042269480628466" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the unfried ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/TBet5q5aq3I/AAAAAAAABlA/jkdB-TX5QvQ/s320/P1012488.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483042277626129266" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frying! Oh yeahhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/TBet57B2YrI/AAAAAAAABlI/CPU7g8fBXr8/s320/P1012496.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483042281956467378" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The obvious chef of the day. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/TBet6XpHuAI/AAAAAAAABlQ/USKROOskdK8/s320/P1012514.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483042289637373954" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And back to work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-2326135674147101703?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/2326135674147101703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=2326135674147101703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2326135674147101703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2326135674147101703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/06/nuggets-o.html' title='Nuggets! =O'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/TBet5MjYMPI/AAAAAAAABk4/Fp4o1agHJL0/s72-c/P1012481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-3121061973544813584</id><published>2010-06-13T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T03:54:11.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's random. Uh huh.</title><content type='html'>Okay. My mum was being all weird today. This is what had happened.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's cutting some stuff on the chopping board. Out of nowhere she suddenly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum : Aiyohh! Almost chop my finger off.(in hokkien)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me : Ya ya, go continue cutting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum : Later if really cut, you all going to eat dinner with my finger in it. HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me : Ewww! Mum, you eat yourself okay. And you wouldn't be cooking when your hand is chopped off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, when i came out of the kitchen, i was thinking that she's a really random at times like going to get her fingers chopped off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-3121061973544813584?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/3121061973544813584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=3121061973544813584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3121061973544813584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3121061973544813584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/06/shes-random-uh-huh.html' title='She&apos;s random. Uh huh.'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-929169299085283338</id><published>2010-06-08T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T08:59:08.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Advancement Camp 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, i went for camp. Yeah. As the only one Expedition Rangers girl to go. Yes i know, very odd. But i got somehow "kicked out" by my mum saying that i will rot at home if i don't go. Oh well, i went. Tried dragging Steph and Nicole. Unfortunately, Steph's mum didn't allow her to. Ahh! And for Nicole, she malas to go. Pig! Heh. Anyway, it was quite okay for me. Everyone in camp was like asking me, why you alone only? Where is Steph? Yeah yeah, she's my other half, but she couldn't make it, how to make her come? Anyway, quite fun also. Because, i can be relaxed. I can be anywhere i want to. Yeah! And and, i can do stuff i want to anytime.  *thumbs up!* =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohh! There's the sideline of the camp! We saw a baby snake on the lats day! Yeapp. A baby snake! At first i thought was a super long worm crawling there. Then, when Jia Min took off her bag, it moves in a very odd way. David caught it and let it go in the stream. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: I was suppose to help the expedition doing the campfire. But, i didn't. I just watch them do that's all. XD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/TA5m1LwnKgI/AAAAAAAABkc/aXzqzNU8w8M/s320/P1012462.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480430860432255490" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shiok sendiri. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/TA5m1g7q3_I/AAAAAAAABkk/rfI7a0PleH8/s320/P1012478.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480430866115780594" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;uh huh. campfire! =D&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/8309316505532329545-929169299085283338?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/929169299085283338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=929169299085283338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/929169299085283338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/929169299085283338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/06/advancement-camp-2010.html' title='Advancement Camp 2010'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/TA5m1LwnKgI/AAAAAAAABkc/aXzqzNU8w8M/s72-c/P1012462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-5052210610532767711</id><published>2010-06-04T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T07:44:35.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, well. =)</title><content type='html'>Ohh yeahh! Exams are over. No need to do some last minute cramming-late nights-rethinking bla bla bla. But, it's time for me to start with my sejarah folio! Ahh man! Holidays are up yet i have to do work. Yeah! Get that! W.O.R.K! Ahh man! Plus! NIE! Double no-no. Ohh well, I did better start get going after camp. =/&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: Camp is tomorrow, i still not yet pack my stuff. Like who take 24 hours to pack? ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-5052210610532767711?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/5052210610532767711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=5052210610532767711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5052210610532767711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5052210610532767711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-well.html' title='Well, well. =)'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-7209363094111938344</id><published>2010-05-29T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T06:57:36.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Mum I Have.</title><content type='html'>Well, i had a really really weird mummy. Earlier she asked me to go and study because i was using the computer. Just when i want to start studying, she came in the room and said,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum: Ehh! Get lost. I want to hear radio now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: You asked me to study ryte?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum: You quiet i want to hear radio now also. Go and play computer lah. After an hour, only study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, did you ever had a mum like that? HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-7209363094111938344?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/7209363094111938344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=7209363094111938344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/7209363094111938344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/7209363094111938344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-mum-i-have.html' title='What a Mum I Have.'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-6991369857328432552</id><published>2010-05-24T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T01:42:36.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is What You Call FUN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, well, went for explorace geography to help teacher doing her station which was actually pure funny when the participants have to act. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S_uAe458bpI/AAAAAAAABkM/2leFcthR9SY/s1600/P1012449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S_uAe458bpI/AAAAAAAABkM/2leFcthR9SY/s320/P1012449.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475111040158822034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the "small kid" being saved by people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S_uAecJuwmI/AAAAAAAABkE/6QTc6tYgl_M/s1600/P1012447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S_uAecJuwmI/AAAAAAAABkE/6QTc6tYgl_M/s320/P1012447.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475111032440406626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pregnant lady!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S_uAd0vdCvI/AAAAAAAABj8/ExAJau3hsOA/s1600/P1012446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S_uAd0vdCvI/AAAAAAAABj8/ExAJau3hsOA/s320/P1012446.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475111021861210866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she thinks she's a superwoman! HAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S_uAdRhHXwI/AAAAAAAABj0/cVPpZaOha-Q/s1600/P1012445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S_uAdRhHXwI/AAAAAAAABj0/cVPpZaOha-Q/s320/P1012445.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475111012405829378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here comes here comes, superman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S_uAc64Sl5I/AAAAAAAABjs/-LFmV2iibd0/s1600/P1012442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S_uAc64Sl5I/AAAAAAAABjs/-LFmV2iibd0/s320/P1012442.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475111006329018258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pillow? hahha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S_uCxBKOLxI/AAAAAAAABkU/fMJNMpUxDRo/s320/P1012451.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475113550635478802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;well, we had fun but there are some who participated. and here you go! baba and amanda! and yes! i know is baba again. but get this! baba got 3rd . amanda got 1st! HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's all peeps. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&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/8309316505532329545-6991369857328432552?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/6991369857328432552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=6991369857328432552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/6991369857328432552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/6991369857328432552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-what-you-call-fun.html' title='This Is What You Call FUN!'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S_uAe458bpI/AAAAAAAABkM/2leFcthR9SY/s72-c/P1012449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-6794490122897050934</id><published>2010-05-14T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T20:21:56.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much To Think Off</title><content type='html'>well, school this week was quite good for me (except the fact that i need to do painting during arts). as usual, my all-time-partner made me laughed hysterically on something funny. and my friend who sat behind me is forever doing weird things and she starts laughing at herself. Love them all for making my day like this. =). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and also not to forget, me and vivien had been brainstorming for the video and it turns out to be quite simple. which is quite a relieve. thanks to vivien very very much! i owe her tons of stuff as a matter of fact. ;D. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, that's all i gotta say peoples. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s: Fast and pray for ISCF people. doesn't matter if you are a committee or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-6794490122897050934?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/6794490122897050934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=6794490122897050934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/6794490122897050934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/6794490122897050934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/05/too-much-to-think-off.html' title='Too Much To Think Off'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-1121680916407358776</id><published>2010-05-07T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T09:30:56.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8th May.</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is the day that is the hectic ones. i have three things to sort out. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Hari Anugerah in the morning. I am so going at 9 man. i am going to skip all the whatever-speech. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)Audition in the afternoon. Yeapp. I might go and audition. Well, it depends i guess. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)Meta Aftershock in the evening till night! Finally it's here and yeahh! Can't wait everything to go on well. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! And i have to replace my fast for Friday. i totally forgotten again. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TV oh TV!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8309316505532329545-1121680916407358776?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/1121680916407358776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=1121680916407358776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/1121680916407358776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/1121680916407358776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/05/8th-may.html' title='8th May.'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-2572248452774586075</id><published>2010-04-30T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T03:10:51.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Horror</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ohhh well! Exams this week is finally over. oh yeah! But the worse thing is..... i am having another exam in two weeks! Get that! Oh well, this will never end. =(.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there's are thing that are happening. e.g: alycia's paper on my table was just way too funny. Hahaha! That's just so random thought aly! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S9v9yHXZNRI/AAAAAAAABjk/bXHg5BIONGs/s1600/Image0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S9v9yHXZNRI/AAAAAAAABjk/bXHg5BIONGs/s320/Image0088.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466241610156684562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;epic right? =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8309316505532329545-2572248452774586075?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/2572248452774586075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=2572248452774586075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2572248452774586075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2572248452774586075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-my-horror.html' title='To My Horror'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S9v9yHXZNRI/AAAAAAAABjk/bXHg5BIONGs/s72-c/Image0088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-5709404658772488444</id><published>2010-04-25T01:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T01:18:25.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In And Outs.</title><content type='html'>It's been fun this week. Especially today. =). Going out with the rangers are terrific. Haha. Victor and his strawberry. Bryan is the victim and was calling for help. It was just plain hilarious. =D. It was good that i decided to go for rangers instead of going back and study. Stress release there. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, tomorrow starts the era of exams week. Books everywhere. Everything needs to be crammed in my head. =(. Oh boy, this week better end quick. =/. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8309316505532329545-5709404658772488444?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/5709404658772488444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=5709404658772488444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5709404658772488444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5709404658772488444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-and-outs.html' title='In And Outs.'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-813875909206854199</id><published>2010-04-21T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T03:51:34.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Partner. =)</title><content type='html'>Well, well, i would like to dedicate this post to my very friend who sat beside me! Let the story begin.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were changed to places that we were suppose to sit multi-racial. Most of us didn't like it. But as days go by, it was much more fun than it is than spending my old classmates. Later on, i got to know her better and better which was pretty fun as she is just like another me except that she laughs for no particular reasons and starts whacking peoples. =D. I USED to do that but not now. =D. She gets very fuss when i and her friends teased her with " santan"(our inside joke) and gets all red. And there she goes whacking people. Well, it's total fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till one day, she borrowed my book back. And the next day, she came back to me with another extra book. Just because her sister poured water color on my book. She feels so bad and bought me another new exercise book. She's so funny. =). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs390.snc3/23803_105707179449716_100000313032517_138980_6605419_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;None other than you, Shuhada! Love you loads. I guess you are the best partners i have in my 3 years in secondary. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8309316505532329545-813875909206854199?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/813875909206854199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=813875909206854199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/813875909206854199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/813875909206854199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-partner.html' title='My Partner. =)'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-1789181357407528670</id><published>2010-04-09T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T02:33:00.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, Soul Sister!</title><content type='html'>That song is currently stuck in my head! Awesome song. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-1789181357407528670?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/1789181357407528670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=1789181357407528670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/1789181357407528670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/1789181357407528670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/04/hey-soul-sister.html' title='Hey, Soul Sister!'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-2334999186230451832</id><published>2010-03-31T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T19:09:25.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st April!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;L &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;S&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&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/8309316505532329545-2334999186230451832?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/2334999186230451832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=2334999186230451832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2334999186230451832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2334999186230451832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/03/1st-april.html' title='1st April!'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-4687144373415487994</id><published>2010-03-31T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T19:03:02.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lizard Incident.</title><content type='html'>I am pretty freaked out with lizards currently because 1) It scare me off two day in a row in the morning while i was preparing to go to school. I guess it is the same lizard. 2)It pretends to be dead whereas it wasn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this happens on the first day. I was in the toilet after bathing and preparing things there, a lizard just crawled all the way to the entrance of the bathroom door and well, stayed there for i long time. When i want to go out i tried chasing it off but it doesn't. It's very surprising too see a lizard not running off for it's life when a pail was push towards it. so there goes the first day of my meeting with the lizard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the next morning, i was on the way going down when i saw this brown thingy on the floor. I thought it was some tape that was being thrown there. But i didn't like stepped on it or whatsoever. Went and do my stuff to get ready for school. Then, when i wanted to take my bag, when i accidentally kicked it. And yeah, i realized that it started moving?! I was so freaked out that i screamed. But after i calmed down, i went and see what was it only to realize that it was a lizard! Well, i dying lizard. I can practically see it's skin is like peeling off. Gross moments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, never ever go near to lizards! they are disgusting/scary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-4687144373415487994?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/4687144373415487994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=4687144373415487994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/4687144373415487994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/4687144373415487994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/03/lizard-incident.html' title='The Lizard Incident.'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-5104020280941525279</id><published>2010-03-26T08:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T08:38:17.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese Cultural Night, MMU</title><content type='html'>Well, the highlight of this event is......&lt;br /&gt;I am involved in the dance and guess  what? They hire some professional makeups' and doll us up. HAHAHA! And basically, the dance is an energy dance or you-would-define-it-better a fisherman dance. Okay, i know, is weird, but it is the dance we did. Haha. They did our face till like so long. And well, the makeup was torture! As you all know, i HATE PUTTING MAKEUPS! Especially the lipstick. Urghh! But the makeup made us look, ermm... pretty/cute? I don't know which word to define it. But yeah one of those definations. Overall, the best part of the session is, my hair! I like the style they did. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S6zUm5fG8wI/AAAAAAAABjc/-CjVd7u8wA4/s1600/15706_375399835966_710825966_3960147_2854635_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S6zUm5fG8wI/AAAAAAAABjc/-CjVd7u8wA4/s320/15706_375399835966_710825966_3960147_2854635_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452967013570245378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-5104020280941525279?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/5104020280941525279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=5104020280941525279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5104020280941525279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5104020280941525279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/03/japanese-cultural-night-mmu.html' title='Japanese Cultural Night, MMU'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S6zUm5fG8wI/AAAAAAAABjc/-CjVd7u8wA4/s72-c/15706_375399835966_710825966_3960147_2854635_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-4004669338237018759</id><published>2010-03-26T08:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T08:23:48.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To School</title><content type='html'>I know, is been a week since i ever update my blog AND i am not really looking forward to school after meta. Is like i am still in the mood for holidays. Except for CU of course. =). Going back to school is like, the pressure is back and yada yada. Seriously, is only one week back from school and the teachers think we are some bionic humans to finish up 3 folios(2 more are coming soon) in just one month. Oh my, is not a pretty much great thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there are the good sides in school like 1) My BM teacher who was supposelly very strict teacher (that was before she delivered her child) and turns out to be quite funny after back from school. We was like, okay... All the while she's having mood swings while pregnancy. Wow, tragic changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 2) meeting friends back after a long break, which obviously everyone does. =). I love my friends. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-4004669338237018759?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/4004669338237018759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=4004669338237018759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/4004669338237018759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/4004669338237018759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/03/back-to-school.html' title='Back To School'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-2286357142571893629</id><published>2010-03-16T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T03:17:31.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMP!</title><content type='html'>Camp was awesome! Loving it and missing it right now. =)/=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to my team mate, Nicholas Yeo which is my leader, you did an awesome job! my other members: Samuel, Nigel, Simon, Chuan Jiunn(my so called second assistant), Jyh Ming, Caleb, Jonathan, Arthur and last but not least my only girl member, Qiu Wei!! Haha. You guys are awesome in the skit. Good job in winning it. =D. And is was so awesome to know you guys even better. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next i would like to say thanks to my room mates, for keeping the room as noisy as usual at night. eg: screaming off the balcony after hydrowar. Haha. Ong Ru Min, Tan Ai Jin and Amanda Tan. heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow up, by teachers and pastors for making the camp as fun as possible so we won't doze off during service. Heh. Oh oh, not forgetting, the young and adults too for the games and stickers! Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, my awesome (new)friends! Making camp as much colourful in my life. Make many new peoples like, Lih Tyng, Gary, and many more. Sorry if i didn't mentioned your names. Mind is too occupied with things. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to miss camp!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-2286357142571893629?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/2286357142571893629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=2286357142571893629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2286357142571893629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2286357142571893629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/03/camp.html' title='CAMP!'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-2696810140192350074</id><published>2010-02-28T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T07:39:53.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Pathetic Paper</title><content type='html'>Oh my. this really is totally not fun when you just have one last paper to go and guess what? Japanese exams. Yeah. i would be wondering now why did i even continue. Hmmp. Should followed like Apple. =/. Oh well, i am so going to study on how to write those words then the vocabs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these are what i need to remember. Which so not fun. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S4qN_rqhwfI/AAAAAAAABjU/cBUAJuZgRhI/s1600-h/hk_katakana-img01.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S4qN_rqhwfI/AAAAAAAABjU/cBUAJuZgRhI/s320/hk_katakana-img01.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443319224823038450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S4qN_M9g1BI/AAAAAAAABjM/hSdN6vXjMFA/s1600-h/hiragana_katakana_list.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S4qN_M9g1BI/AAAAAAAABjM/hSdN6vXjMFA/s320/hiragana_katakana_list.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443319216581170194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bye bye Japanese. please vanish right after this exam! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-2696810140192350074?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/2696810140192350074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=2696810140192350074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2696810140192350074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2696810140192350074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-another-pathetic-paper.html' title='Just Another Pathetic Paper'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S4qN_rqhwfI/AAAAAAAABjU/cBUAJuZgRhI/s72-c/hk_katakana-img01.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-9093124977707364981</id><published>2010-02-20T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T08:01:13.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Soon To End</title><content type='html'>CNY was quite an awesome week with all the crap/gambles/jokes i had in all houses i went. Well, even though there was some not pretty nice stuff up but i never thougt i would enjoy this year's CNY because of my sucky exam right after the holiday. Okay let's just say this. It is the next day! And i have decided that i am not going to care for this exam. So yeah, screw it! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Love my angpows. thank you aunties and uncles!!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-9093124977707364981?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/9093124977707364981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=9093124977707364981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/9093124977707364981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/9093124977707364981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-soon-to-end.html' title='It&apos;s Soon To End'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-111763762868917006</id><published>2010-02-14T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T07:25:08.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost?</title><content type='html'>well,  this whole post is about some people who doesn't know the meaning of lost. Well, well, let me explain to you what's lost. Lost is something where you are in a place which you basically so not know well about the place and when you want to go back to some place, actually finding out you don't know WHERE WERE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here the story started. We was having dinner and i ate later because i was out finding for stuff. So when we wanted to go out from the shop and my mum(yes is her)was still drinking. I went out first because she was still drinking thinking that my sister will wait for her. Unfortunately, my sister also went out together with me not thinking that my mum followed her behind. So we went walking to the lift which is where my dad parked his car. before getting in to the lift, i realize my mum wasn't with us. And i went looking for her. And what a great thing to find is she is nowhere to be seen. So i went back to my dad and he asked me to look for her below one floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, saw her there and obviously, the only one, went down calling her. instead of her giving me the grateful look, she scolded me and say you know all leave me to get LOST here izzit. i was like. what the heck you want to say? You can get LOST in aeon? A shopping complex which is smaller than midvalley or elsewhere. Please? And yes, she self claimed to be lost in aeon. How reasonable is that. Even my dad laughs at the thought of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i guess sometimes by doing good, you won't eventually being thanked but being spanked by people(yes is my mum). So, i would now think twice in doing such matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-111763762868917006?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/111763762868917006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=111763762868917006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/111763762868917006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/111763762868917006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/02/lost.html' title='Lost?'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-1531181139346809164</id><published>2010-02-06T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T08:08:06.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humiliated</title><content type='html'>I am currently in a dare game with apple. Goshh! This is so going to be humiliating. Gah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: Never dare with apple because she might give me a very tough one next time. Hahaha. Smart me. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-1531181139346809164?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/1531181139346809164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=1531181139346809164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/1531181139346809164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/1531181139346809164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/02/humiliated.html' title='Humiliated'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-8019035568811536252</id><published>2010-02-06T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T08:02:18.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month Time.</title><content type='html'>Oh well, it's like one month ago since i have really update anything. so yeah. There are a of changes here and there. School especially. Everyday in the morning is like a drag for me. Well, i guess morning school doesn't suits me well. I am yawning practically every subject that goes on and on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget the most awesome part of cross country is..... *drums roll*.... We are officially last for the Form 3 groups. And we are proudly to say it's a good one. Haha. We basically walk all the way to the last check point. Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip the school part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rangers! Yeah! That's like the best activity to release the boring life of school. =). I am officially in Bryan's group aka Papa Roaches. Oh yeah! There are crazy peoples in my group which is the fun part. =D. Oh, oh and... tomorrow is CNY celebration for rangers. Heh. Today practice was fun plus cmdr belanja makan after practice. Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah! That are the updates i can keep to date. =). Let's hope i have more time to do so. =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-8019035568811536252?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/8019035568811536252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=8019035568811536252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/8019035568811536252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/8019035568811536252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-month-time.html' title='One Month Time.'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-2120260872403521040</id><published>2010-01-04T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T06:21:44.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Won't Be As Awesome As Before.</title><content type='html'>Well well, today we got into our brand new class. so yeah. predicted, i went to the 3 M. Which means that i am separated from melody, sabu, goh lee shar, mummy(jie jing. ahh man. All of us are like scattered. Only some are in melody's class. *sigh*. Anyway, glad-ful that i am with apple, goh guat ying, hau and shwu ling. =). alright nights to everyone! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, btw, thanks jamie for the prezzie too! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S0H5T_SCMqI/AAAAAAAABi8/_cN8fza6030/s1600-h/Image0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S0H5T_SCMqI/AAAAAAAABi8/_cN8fza6030/s320/Image0007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422889548130693794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: and i hate my bm teacher man! she's going to change our seatings. wtheck! Our class teacher doesn't even care about it. So why must she interfere. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-2120260872403521040?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/2120260872403521040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=2120260872403521040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2120260872403521040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2120260872403521040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-wont-be-as-awesome-as-before.html' title='It Won&apos;t Be As Awesome As Before.'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/S0H5T_SCMqI/AAAAAAAABi8/_cN8fza6030/s72-c/Image0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-8793893816374005623</id><published>2010-01-03T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T06:54:49.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School!!!</title><content type='html'>Ahhh! It's like another 9 hours before school! Ahh man! i don't really feel like going back. So..... mum can i skip school? Teehee. But i bet she wouldn't let. *sigh*. Ahh. Well, this year school is going to be full of torture. Morning class, PMR, pressure from both sides(family+school) and etc etc. Worse of all! WAKING UP EARLY!!! I guess i better go get some sleep now, or i wont be able to wake up tomorrow. Haha. Nights, world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-8793893816374005623?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/8793893816374005623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=8793893816374005623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/8793893816374005623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/8793893816374005623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2010/01/school.html' title='School!!!'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-5324205052366045225</id><published>2009-12-31T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T09:14:33.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Power To Empower</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah! today is the new day of the year as you all should know. It's already past 1.10 am now! i know i am late by an hour and 10 minutes, but i will still post about new year! New year with new things, experience and vision. Amen! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Szzbp5QW5EI/AAAAAAAABi0/1_Weswq0Uo8/s1600-h/fireworks-66717165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 311px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Szzbp5QW5EI/AAAAAAAABi0/1_Weswq0Uo8/s320/fireworks-66717165.jpg" border="0" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SzzbptK9Z0I/AAAAAAAABis/pz0w8K3UuUk/s1600-h/fireworks1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SzzbptK9Z0I/AAAAAAAABis/pz0w8K3UuUk/s320/fireworks1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421449560993916738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-5324205052366045225?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/5324205052366045225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=5324205052366045225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5324205052366045225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5324205052366045225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-power-to-empower.html' title='I Am Power To Empower'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Szzbp5QW5EI/AAAAAAAABi0/1_Weswq0Uo8/s72-c/fireworks-66717165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-1514428611386671339</id><published>2009-12-25T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T09:04:48.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another 6 Hours.</title><content type='html'>Hello peoples in the earth. Just to blog here before i leave for camp in like 6 hours time. So, don't miss me yeah. ;D. Will be back by Tuesday. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-1514428611386671339?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/1514428611386671339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=1514428611386671339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/1514428611386671339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/1514428611386671339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-6-hours.html' title='Another 6 Hours.'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-227285108535409219</id><published>2009-12-24T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T07:51:42.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>In another 10 minutes time to christmas! I am always looking forward to this day. Today was a whole lots of fun with the christmas spirit everywhere. Glad to be. =) MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SzONr4S1PwI/AAAAAAAABic/2hkYNSYePsg/s1600-h/Image0939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SzONr4S1PwI/AAAAAAAABic/2hkYNSYePsg/s320/Image0939.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418830561642102530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SzONsD8RS9I/AAAAAAAABik/tzONrQHZuug/s1600-h/Image0944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SzONsD8RS9I/AAAAAAAABik/tzONrQHZuug/s320/Image0944.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418830564768697298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: I can hear fireworks played outside. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-227285108535409219?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/227285108535409219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=227285108535409219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/227285108535409219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/227285108535409219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SzONr4S1PwI/AAAAAAAABic/2hkYNSYePsg/s72-c/Image0939.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-314369730553057974</id><published>2009-12-18T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T06:30:50.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Went Pavilion, Missed the Party</title><content type='html'>Today, since it's a holiday, my dad brought us to KL and shop for stuff+window shopping. We walked everywhere. From Lot 10 to Sungei Wang to Low Yat and ended up in Pavilion. At first, i didn't get why are there so many people at the entrance. Gradually, i realize that they are waiting for the "snow" to fall. So, me and my family all wait up near the entrance and took some picture. Quite sad that the snow flakes are so tiny that it's hard to get a shot of it. still prefer the last year's one in 1 Utama(if not mistaken). Oh well, some shots of it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyuRXo0t8lI/AAAAAAAABh0/Eom1W68uPP4/s1600-h/Image0925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyuRXo0t8lI/AAAAAAAABh0/Eom1W68uPP4/s320/Image0925.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416582812124705362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyuRX8ksa3I/AAAAAAAABh8/Ztq3EW_WY_g/s1600-h/Image0926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyuRX8ksa3I/AAAAAAAABh8/Ztq3EW_WY_g/s320/Image0926.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416582817426205554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyuRYMwQOuI/AAAAAAAABiE/r-HciAdbXzc/s1600-h/Image0927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyuRYMwQOuI/AAAAAAAABiE/r-HciAdbXzc/s320/Image0927.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416582821769657058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyuRYs6KzfI/AAAAAAAABiM/-wd0iyl73HY/s1600-h/Image0928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyuRYs6KzfI/AAAAAAAABiM/-wd0iyl73HY/s320/Image0928.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416582830401179122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyuRY-I2BFI/AAAAAAAABiU/QzYp_31bbJI/s1600-h/Image0929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyuRY-I2BFI/AAAAAAAABiU/QzYp_31bbJI/s320/Image0929.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416582835026134098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-314369730553057974?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/314369730553057974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=314369730553057974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/314369730553057974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/314369730553057974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/12/went-pavilion-missed-party.html' title='Went Pavilion, Missed the Party'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyuRXo0t8lI/AAAAAAAABh0/Eom1W68uPP4/s72-c/Image0925.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-2447465590008442579</id><published>2009-12-17T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T07:26:56.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Realised</title><content type='html'>I wasn't suppose to eat banana due to my cough for 2 weeks(from what my mum told me) and i just realized 5 hours ago that i just ate 2 piece of chocolate banana cake with my mum watching me eating it. WOW. My mum ownself didn't realize about it till i told her and she was like, okay, not my problem u ate it. Gah! Can't she be a little help for me. Ah well, i would just bare with my whole-day-coughing going on. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-2447465590008442579?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/2447465590008442579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=2447465590008442579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2447465590008442579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2447465590008442579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-realised.html' title='Just Realised'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-1467663675900161976</id><published>2009-12-16T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:33:16.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After Camp Shock. =)</title><content type='html'>It's been 2 days since camp and guess what? i miss the times at there people. especially my crazy group members. =). really sad that i could see some of you guys next year only. =(. anyway, this year's camp really did an impact for me. it's the most awesome ones i went. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i miss the time in the dorms too! evelyn and vanessa as my sleeping companion. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-1467663675900161976?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/1467663675900161976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=1467663675900161976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/1467663675900161976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/1467663675900161976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/12/after-camp-shock.html' title='After Camp Shock. =)'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-5286895266608521874</id><published>2009-12-09T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T23:40:02.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just got bored with my template, so i changed it all. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-5286895266608521874?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/5286895266608521874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=5286895266608521874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5286895266608521874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5286895266608521874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-got-bored-with-my-template-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-8963785223697691293</id><published>2009-12-05T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T02:17:22.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's Finally Over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pheww! after four days of being tortured by kids, it's finally over! =). but.... i miss the kids! ahhh! haha. throughout the whole vbs, i got sunburned, i become a mummy for one kid and........ it was awesome! =). i am going to miss all of them. VBS 09 is a great one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SxoyeRur2fI/AAAAAAAABg4/DH55dXMV5Aw/s1600-h/P1012359.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SxoyeRur2fI/AAAAAAAABg4/DH55dXMV5Aw/s320/P1012359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411693397975751154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne! haha. this kid call me mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sxoyew4x_II/AAAAAAAABhA/kec_6ntiyeU/s1600-h/Image0905.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sxoyew4x_II/AAAAAAAABhA/kec_6ntiyeU/s320/Image0905.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411693406339595394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qian ee! she didn't came for the last day. =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sxoyfelt7OI/AAAAAAAABhI/dZY5wVxPSrI/s1600-h/Image0909.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sxoyfelt7OI/AAAAAAAABhI/dZY5wVxPSrI/s320/Image0909.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411693418607668450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;andrea! she's the youngest in the group. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sxoyd5s50_I/AAAAAAAABgw/CWDn8inJuiE/s1600-h/P1012355.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sxoyd5s50_I/AAAAAAAABgw/CWDn8inJuiE/s320/P1012355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411693391525827570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and zhin yee!  haha. this kiddo had a mushroom head. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;things to get ready now is for gy camp. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;6.15pm&lt;/span&gt;&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/8309316505532329545-8963785223697691293?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/8963785223697691293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=8963785223697691293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/8963785223697691293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/8963785223697691293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SxoyeRur2fI/AAAAAAAABg4/DH55dXMV5Aw/s72-c/P1012359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-2962134475054628834</id><published>2009-12-02T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T06:24:17.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in Tesco now. Haha. Everyone is looking at me. Haha. I have sir tails, estentions and purple hair. Haha. Its so fun. =)&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! Wtheck! U ah. After being high here, u arre high there now? Haha. Y don't you go randomly ask one of them, what are you looking at? I know i am pretty. No need to sya that. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Natasha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. That will be suicide. Haha. I forgot to mention ribbons. =)&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to know why they look at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SxZ4UYNcfQI/AAAAAAAABgo/5OH-K-xxElM/s1600-h/Image0915.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SxZ4UYNcfQI/AAAAAAAABgo/5OH-K-xxElM/s320/Image0915.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410644293823790338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;10.30pm&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/8309316505532329545-2962134475054628834?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/2962134475054628834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=2962134475054628834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2962134475054628834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2962134475054628834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/12/message-im-in-tesco-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SxZ4UYNcfQI/AAAAAAAABgo/5OH-K-xxElM/s72-c/Image0915.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-3250414441130990706</id><published>2009-12-02T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T05:58:07.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy Of Steph's Blur-ness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Joy Of Steph's Blur-ness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, after vbs, steph and his brother stayed over at my place. and u will laugh at how blur she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while checking facebook,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph: eh how to see the whole thing(notifications)&lt;br /&gt;me: go to right click on home&lt;br /&gt;steph: ("right" clicked) (fyi, she thought left is her right. so went and left click)&lt;br /&gt;me: *blur* ehhh.. left click&lt;br /&gt;steph: *left click*&lt;br /&gt;me: *waiting for the options to come out but u know, it didn't. so i went thinking which is my right and left* oi! i say correct. i ask u to right click u go left click for what?&lt;br /&gt;steph: *blur* which one you are you saying is right and left???&lt;br /&gt;me: this is right n left lah. aduiiii! *showing hands that indicates left and right)&lt;br /&gt;steph: ohh. ohhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;me: wah lio. that one also don't know.&lt;br /&gt;steph: *looks at me* and started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when she wants to check some videos out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph: watch this! this is like the most awesome dancer. *uploaded one video*&lt;br /&gt;me: oh okay...&lt;br /&gt;steph: eh i also want to show you this video.&lt;br /&gt;me: okay. go and right click&lt;br /&gt;steph: *thinking which is left and right. and! she manage to find out which is left and right! good for you steph. haha.*&lt;br /&gt;me: then press new tab&lt;br /&gt;steph: ohhh! okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, she wants to check out my blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph: eh! go your blog!&lt;br /&gt;me: for what? i didn't update like ages ago.&lt;br /&gt;steph: nevermind! i want to see. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;me: *typing my blog address* u see, i didn't update so long now have to type it all out.&lt;br /&gt;steph: *chokes* eh. go and update lah. come let's update!&lt;br /&gt;me: fine fine. *signed in bloggers) eh, where's new post uh?&lt;br /&gt;steph: errr...... *looking*&lt;br /&gt;me: ohh! there lah! adui! right in front only.&lt;br /&gt;steph: *chokes*haha! u also now! hah! (fyi, she got lost twice also finding out words that i mentioned to her in facebook to click on)&lt;br /&gt;me: haha yeah yeah.&lt;br /&gt;steph: eh come i want to make new blog! help mee!&lt;br /&gt;me: *chokes* u just asked me to update my post and i was about to do so.&lt;br /&gt;         now u want to make new blog. *smacks own head*&lt;br /&gt;steph: hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;me: *logging out my account* while waiting for the page to load, eh, i didn't play blogger like months d. so i sesat not my fault ah. hmmm...... **after some time pass** where is that sign up thing!&lt;br /&gt;darren: there only lah! *points*&lt;br /&gt;me: *blurs* where??&lt;br /&gt;steph: there. *pointing*.&lt;br /&gt;me: ohhh! hahahhhaha&lt;br /&gt;steph: that's like one big thing and it is in bright orange. how can you not notice that?&lt;br /&gt;me: hahahhaha! how i know it's at there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we are trying to make steph's blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph: now do what?&lt;br /&gt;me: errr...... post stuff?&lt;br /&gt;steph: don't want. do that later.&lt;br /&gt;me: then we do soemthing additional to your blog lah. *clicks on layout* come do the follower lah. *types my blog url and hit save* (when the page reload only i realise that that is the title for the follower) *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;steph: huh???? *laughs together*(fyi, she laughs together if ppl laugh even though she didn't know for what)&lt;br /&gt;me: *finally calms down* actually that one we weren't suppose to write my blog name lah. is for the title of the follower thingy.&lt;br /&gt;steph: like what?&lt;br /&gt;me: like my stalker list or whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;steph: ohhh! *types my stalker*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went and check out the blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: come let's make people follow your blog.&lt;br /&gt;steph: okay. *clicks on follow. pushing the keyboard to me*&lt;br /&gt;me: what? why u pushing it to me?&lt;br /&gt;steph: to type lah. your blog name.&lt;br /&gt;me: ohhhh! *got really blur. click here and there. then i reach one page where they asked me about the link and the name. types out. after finish doing that, sees the blog page.* ehh! this is suppose to be you writing about yourself ryte. why am i there??? omg! *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;steph: how i know i thought u know???? *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;me: i told u already ryte. i already karat in blogger. haha. *trying to change but failed miserably* errr... steph. mind if i delete the blog? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;steph: delete lah.&lt;br /&gt;me: then you have to do it all over again kay?&lt;br /&gt;steph: anything.&lt;br /&gt;me: okay. sure ah. *went to settings. finding for the delete blog button.* eh.. where's that thing to delete uh? normally can find one. why now like lost d? *clicking everywhere*&lt;br /&gt;steph: how am i suppose to know. u know all these ryte?&lt;br /&gt;me: i told u d wert. i already karat d. haha. crap.&lt;br /&gt;steph: there!!!1 i saw it. go to back to the page.&lt;br /&gt;me: *blur face*&lt;br /&gt;steph: *grabs the mouse*. there! can't you see woman!&lt;br /&gt;me: ohh.. okay. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while doing the new blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph: aiyoh must write all over again ah?!&lt;br /&gt;me: haha. what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to the page where we got lost in the follower list there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: come i do again. hmmm. *after doing it. staring at the computer* wtheck! we did correctly just now lah. shouldn't have deleted it.&lt;br /&gt;steph: a.a.a.hh.h.h.hhh. haha. nvm lah. come let's go tell other people now. hehehehhe.&lt;br /&gt;me: okay. whose one first?&lt;br /&gt;steph: let's go cheryl's! *funny laugh*&lt;br /&gt;me: *clicks as a follower*. (oh and that time, i sign in my account. forgotten to log out.) *thinking that it is steph profile, i went n upload steph's photo and save it. *checking the link* oh crap! i forget to log out! you see, now the picture is your's but is under my link.&lt;br /&gt;steph: oh really?&lt;br /&gt;both: *looks at each other and laughed*&lt;br /&gt;me: so how?&lt;br /&gt;steph: do it late rlah. go back to my blog now.&lt;br /&gt;me: u click lah.&lt;br /&gt;steph: *clicks*(forget the details...)&lt;br /&gt;me: *saw her follower picture and started laughing back*&lt;br /&gt;steph: huh??? what why??&lt;br /&gt;darren: jie, u look back your blog page. then you see the picture. then u know why we are laughing&lt;br /&gt;me: yeahh..&lt;br /&gt;steph: *clicks back and saw the page too started laughing* i am following my own blog&lt;br /&gt;me: no lah. is because just now i didn't sign out my profile. so now they change it like that.&lt;br /&gt;both: *started laughing again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. there are some that we did stuff really funny. but couldn't think the details quite clearly. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;10.00pm&lt;/span&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/8309316505532329545-3250414441130990706?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/3250414441130990706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=3250414441130990706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3250414441130990706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3250414441130990706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/12/joy-of-stephs-blur-ness.html' title='The Joy Of Steph&apos;s Blur-ness.'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-4394977485912379206</id><published>2009-08-31T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T09:31:52.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Hot Spring 29.08.09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, just like every year gcc had an outing for the teachers. and i went! kay, it sounded lame. anyway, if anyone wonders how can i go to the trip when i am not even a teacher.... my mum is one. XD. and yeah! had a great fun. too bad all the camwhore section is only done by me alone. in the car. seems like they lost interest when in the hot spring cos of the oh-so-hot-water. haha. btw, me, vanessa, evelyn and steph went. =). but.... sad thing to say is the hot spring for the cold water area was closed due to maintenance. saddd.. and the hot spring temperature was 38 degree! addistional to the super hot day. really can get dizzy if u go down too long. haha. and and.... the water is slimy! serious. is so diff from the pool water. want to find out? give it a try. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i cnat upload the pics due to the stupid slow connection. (must be my sister's fault) so... i think i will post some other time. needa catch up with my homework. havent gotten any of it done yet. crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;12.25am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-4394977485912379206?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/4394977485912379206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=4394977485912379206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/4394977485912379206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/4394977485912379206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/08/hot-spring-29.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-6295852843894293951</id><published>2009-08-27T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T10:14:36.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Church Activity. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, gcc had an event for the small kiddos which was 10 commandments. so some of us were helping out. haha. between the free time we had, we camwhore! haha. planned to use a camera, but thanks to joel the camera was no battery. lol! so ende dusing my phone. here r some of the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*oh yeah. din managed to take with any kids. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa88kiNH-I/AAAAAAAABgg/LByiq8quaEM/s1600-h/Image0621.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa88kiNH-I/AAAAAAAABgg/LByiq8quaEM/s320/Image0621.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374690954098581474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cheryllll!!!!&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa8yXL5bpI/AAAAAAAABgA/fT2KHbMd-iA/s1600-h/Image0623.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa8yXL5bpI/AAAAAAAABgA/fT2KHbMd-iA/s320/Image0623.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374690778716663442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;vaaannnnneeesssaaaaa!XD&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa8xzCrOLI/AAAAAAAABf4/vJ-Nw0VFlvU/s1600-h/Image0622.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa8xzCrOLI/AAAAAAAABf4/vJ-Nw0VFlvU/s320/Image0622.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374690769014306994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;miss tallie and camwhore queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa8zjufEEI/AAAAAAAABgY/SkJEh-L30vE/s1600-h/Image0626.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa8zjufEEI/AAAAAAAABgY/SkJEh-L30vE/s320/Image0626.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374690799262830658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;take 1 (failed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa8zRoCJpI/AAAAAAAABgQ/_hGg0X00ztU/s1600-h/Image0625.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa8zRoCJpI/AAAAAAAABgQ/_hGg0X00ztU/s320/Image0625.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374690794403931794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;take 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa8y8KLOvI/AAAAAAAABgI/r6BU7yOyQtk/s1600-h/Image0624.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa8y8KLOvI/AAAAAAAABgI/r6BU7yOyQtk/s320/Image0624.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374690788641553138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;change position. (take 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa7MSbk3QI/AAAAAAAABfY/-eyy0CVlu64/s1600-h/Image0631.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa7MSbk3QI/AAAAAAAABfY/-eyy0CVlu64/s320/Image0631.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374689025093590274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so called expresion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa7MJgN4mI/AAAAAAAABfQ/k11LNWC6wkg/s1600-h/Image0628.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa7MJgN4mI/AAAAAAAABfQ/k11LNWC6wkg/s320/Image0628.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374689022697136738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;owww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa7Ng5_sRI/AAAAAAAABfw/zDX7z6JC_BQ/s1600-h/Image0636.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa7Ng5_sRI/AAAAAAAABfw/zDX7z6JC_BQ/s320/Image0636.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374689046159143186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;emo part 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa7NRXylxI/AAAAAAAABfo/8F-rQMwDX30/s1600-h/Image0635.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa7NRXylxI/AAAAAAAABfo/8F-rQMwDX30/s320/Image0635.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374689041989146386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa7MxFT_cI/AAAAAAAABfg/1u4NKYMYJ7U/s1600-h/Image0633.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa7MxFT_cI/AAAAAAAABfg/1u4NKYMYJ7U/s320/Image0633.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374689033321708994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;part 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa4yw8xDNI/AAAAAAAABew/QwAS23Lv34E/s1600-h/Image0641.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa4yw8xDNI/AAAAAAAABew/QwAS23Lv34E/s320/Image0641.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374686387586010322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;part 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa4zQhSsvI/AAAAAAAABe4/HyZJlFtI_A4/s1600-h/Image0642.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa4zQhSsvI/AAAAAAAABe4/HyZJlFtI_A4/s320/Image0642.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374686396060709618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;part 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa4yjK7jnI/AAAAAAAABeo/GYrMpoHK1wE/s1600-h/Image0638.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa4yjK7jnI/AAAAAAAABeo/GYrMpoHK1wE/s320/Image0638.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374686383887322738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i don know what is this shot? maybe a candid? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa4zgbd1yI/AAAAAAAABfA/chVZlAg47Jo/s1600-h/Image0646.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa4zgbd1yI/AAAAAAAABfA/chVZlAg47Jo/s320/Image0646.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374686400331241250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jumping time. but in the  wrong place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa40A_4O5I/AAAAAAAABfI/6cfbkR1wCBw/s1600-h/Image0651.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa40A_4O5I/AAAAAAAABfI/6cfbkR1wCBw/s320/Image0651.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374686409073900434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa30QNsoGI/AAAAAAAABeY/DMnw0sWhY1s/s1600-h/Image0660.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa30QNsoGI/AAAAAAAABeY/DMnw0sWhY1s/s320/Image0660.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374685313646764130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the perfect-nista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa3z0uVe6I/AAAAAAAABeQ/FLGt1MSKDy8/s1600-h/Image0657.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa3z0uVe6I/AAAAAAAABeQ/FLGt1MSKDy8/s320/Image0657.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374685306267466658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ghost! *frowns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa3zVYJoEI/AAAAAAAABeI/UMc3rDQDV_Y/s1600-h/Image0655.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa3zVYJoEI/AAAAAAAABeI/UMc3rDQDV_Y/s320/Image0655.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374685297852915778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice hair, van!&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa3zMR_ElI/AAAAAAAABeA/etGmaGrIQho/s1600-h/Image0654.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa3zMR_ElI/AAAAAAAABeA/etGmaGrIQho/s320/Image0654.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374685295411139154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa30lP_gCI/AAAAAAAABeg/S0SdO6mZVUI/s1600-h/Image0661.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa30lP_gCI/AAAAAAAABeg/S0SdO6mZVUI/s320/Image0661.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374685319293534242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last one. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okay. that's is all for the day. maybe i will get more. but dunno when. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1.08am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&lt;/span&gt;&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/8309316505532329545-6295852843894293951?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/6295852843894293951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=6295852843894293951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/6295852843894293951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/6295852843894293951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/08/church-activity.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Spa88kiNH-I/AAAAAAAABgg/LByiq8quaEM/s72-c/Image0621.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-2051846756083086536</id><published>2009-08-17T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T06:21:29.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The Longest Hiking Ever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am back! haha. good news ryte. XD. anyway the hiking trip was fun cos&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; STEPH ENDED UP COMING TOO!&lt;/span&gt; so i was not alone after all. and some good things happened too. but i won't want to post it up here. so u all guess by urself. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went hiking like 5 hours! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIKE 5 HOURS!&lt;/span&gt; our feet were aching up and down. my shoulders ache too. imagine me doing parade with all these muscle pulling and i have to stand straight. our fault. i forgotten about warm-up. *sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, not wanting to brag long about the story, i will just post the pics up. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolOFfXc81I/AAAAAAAABbI/xypA6Mit5uU/s1600-h/Image0599.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolOFfXc81I/AAAAAAAABbI/xypA6Mit5uU/s320/Image0599.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370909886842205010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some parts of the hiking trip i found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolOF1MGmPI/AAAAAAAABbQ/UmQ_Kz-cBjo/s1600-h/Image0600.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolOF1MGmPI/AAAAAAAABbQ/UmQ_Kz-cBjo/s320/Image0600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370909892700182770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;random shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolOG7nqxJI/AAAAAAAABbg/0WHGSAPqS9E/s1600-h/Image0601.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolOG7nqxJI/AAAAAAAABbg/0WHGSAPqS9E/s320/Image0601.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370909911606281362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the view of the empangan bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolOewcnlzI/AAAAAAAABbw/xKrGkrd8OE4/s1600-h/Image0604.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolOewcnlzI/AAAAAAAABbw/xKrGkrd8OE4/s320/Image0604.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370910320924006194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our break for snacks! yeah! penny's chocolate cookies. yummy. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolOGj_-u4I/AAAAAAAABbY/h7-v-BrtTH0/s1600-h/Image0602.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolOGj_-u4I/AAAAAAAABbY/h7-v-BrtTH0/s320/Image0602.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370909905265802114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;too shiok sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolUuXn4UkI/AAAAAAAABd4/SgB7c2t_hpo/s1600-h/Image0603.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolUuXn4UkI/AAAAAAAABd4/SgB7c2t_hpo/s320/Image0603.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370917186208027202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the perfect one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolOfWojg-I/AAAAAAAABb4/_mYLDmtEoyc/s1600-h/Image0605.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolOfWojg-I/AAAAAAAABb4/_mYLDmtEoyc/s320/Image0605.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370910331174618082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;not so perfect one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolOgIpWZpI/AAAAAAAABcA/puPDBRPjBVk/s1600-h/Image0606.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolOgIpWZpI/AAAAAAAABcA/puPDBRPjBVk/s320/Image0606.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370910344599725714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the weirdest entrance u can find by the side when u're walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolOgnZe7JI/AAAAAAAABcI/HwK_88XGWRU/s1600-h/Image0607.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolOgnZe7JI/AAAAAAAABcI/HwK_88XGWRU/s320/Image0607.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370910352854674578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;not my idea to do this though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolOgz74IDI/AAAAAAAABcQ/MT3GA2G_AdU/s1600-h/Image0608.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolOgz74IDI/AAAAAAAABcQ/MT3GA2G_AdU/s320/Image0608.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370910356220158002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ahhh! constipation moment. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolQm6UIwRI/AAAAAAAABcY/iT-9wt-8rKY/s1600-h/Image0609.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolQm6UIwRI/AAAAAAAABcY/iT-9wt-8rKY/s320/Image0609.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370912660034994450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;reminds me of the yakitate japan afro guy. hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolQnUnt0oI/AAAAAAAABcg/5xhmhpb9lyM/s1600-h/Image0610.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolQnUnt0oI/AAAAAAAABcg/5xhmhpb9lyM/s320/Image0610.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370912667096437378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;did u ever see branches growing that way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolQnh2nOOI/AAAAAAAABco/kFNvK6bqrj8/s1600-h/Image0611.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolQnh2nOOI/AAAAAAAABco/kFNvK6bqrj8/s320/Image0611.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370912670648580322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ewww... the tree is very dirty to touch.&lt;br /&gt;*cmdr nath: she's proposing the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolQoA3N4dI/AAAAAAAABcw/DJAQA3OTbAc/s1600-h/Image0612.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolQoA3N4dI/AAAAAAAABcw/DJAQA3OTbAc/s320/Image0612.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370912678972613074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hugging time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolQoVIe6eI/AAAAAAAABc4/dWo_IEJD85I/s1600-h/Image0613.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolQoVIe6eI/AAAAAAAABc4/dWo_IEJD85I/s320/Image0613.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370912684413741538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from far she looks reluctant to hug ryte. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolQ-FjP1jI/AAAAAAAABdA/AZd8it8VW_A/s1600-h/Image0614.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolQ-FjP1jI/AAAAAAAABdA/AZd8it8VW_A/s320/Image0614.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370913058188154418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that's y she took another one. get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolQ-7Ic46I/AAAAAAAABdI/XisUYRhB3FU/s1600-h/Image0615.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolQ-7Ic46I/AAAAAAAABdI/XisUYRhB3FU/s320/Image0615.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370913072571278242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cmdr nath: this fruit looks like an avacado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolQ_jR-RBI/AAAAAAAABdY/y8RXogCerRk/s1600-h/Image0617.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolQ_jR-RBI/AAAAAAAABdY/y8RXogCerRk/s320/Image0617.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370913083348632594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pose with the cactus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolQ_6sw6YI/AAAAAAAABdg/b3IyXcx2U_k/s1600-h/Image0618.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolQ_6sw6YI/AAAAAAAABdg/b3IyXcx2U_k/s320/Image0618.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370913089635019138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;super potong lah my face. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolRsCXGtAI/AAAAAAAABdo/mTyVDCWahFo/s1600-h/Image0619.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolRsCXGtAI/AAAAAAAABdo/mTyVDCWahFo/s320/Image0619.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370913847605900290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look! it's cmdr. nath! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;anyway, we got two cmdr accompany us all together. they work shift i guess. haha. first was cmdr penny then is cmdr. nathaniel. it's fun u know. forget to take one shot of the monkey. and our so called moses stick! ahhh! in conclusion, we 're the fittest among all the peoples who went there u know. cos we're the only ones hiking! the rest was cycling. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah not to forget. i make this in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;good things + good surprise = frustrating moments + awesome day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don ask me y is the frustrating moments there. u come with us and u will get what it meant. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;9.15pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&lt;/span&gt;&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/8309316505532329545-2051846756083086536?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/2051846756083086536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=2051846756083086536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2051846756083086536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2051846756083086536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/08/longest-hiking-ever-i-am-back-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SolOFfXc81I/AAAAAAAABbI/xypA6Mit5uU/s72-c/Image0599.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-417425224749014640</id><published>2009-08-14T08:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T08:33:57.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEAVING ME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what?!? steph just told me last minute that she can't go for the hiking trip tomorrow. arghhh!!! i am alone now. even vivian is not going. u guys r so dead on sunday! pfft! i still emo-ing now. *sobs sobs*. sigh... really speechless. kay i am piss at the moment too. cos of something. stupid, stupid, stupid! arghh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: natasha is needing some time to cool down. so no posts for a while now till she feels like she okay with it. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;11.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-417425224749014640?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/417425224749014640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=417425224749014640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/417425224749014640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/417425224749014640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/08/leaving-me-guess-what-steph-just-told.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-5289521501177403646</id><published>2009-08-07T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T23:59:54.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wake Up Early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;today, as u can see... i went to school for kokurikulum. see i go ryte. not like some people. &gt;.&lt;. =P. have loads of fun. especially the talking crap part and the phone call we made to mel. haha. can't say much i guess. it's not certain whether is private &amp;amp; confidential or not. haha. we even cam whore a little. but the pics is with alycia. didn't brought my phone to school. forgotten. ==. technically, we all walk everywhere aimlessly and sitting in some random class. we talk about loads of stuff. even went and kacau teachers and i miss the funney "movie"! gah!! i wan how he look for her. hahahahha. the way alycia and shwu ling defined was super funney. haha. ok! back to reading time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;2.55pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-5289521501177403646?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/5289521501177403646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=5289521501177403646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5289521501177403646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5289521501177403646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/08/wake-up-early.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-8467522238091745794</id><published>2009-08-06T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T20:32:44.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Ages Years Ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;hmmf! sry to all the blog readers for the dead blog. main reason no 1 is too lazy. and i am busy reading eclipse(before) and breaking dawn(now). yadayada. i am slow ryte. taking my time to finish. muahaha. anyway, there are load of updates.... but i don't have most of the pictures. first of all is the canteen day in convent. the truth is the canteen day was boring. me, mel and sabu went around like one round then we go to the playground nearby. haha it was very fun and funney. we run around like small kiddos. XD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;then, pastor's surprise birthday party. it was very fun. and it was also the last time that i could see melly here. hmmf. so sad. anyway, pastor's birthday gift for steffi and dustin was so funny especially the last part. haha. they are good actors. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;on sunday, a pastor from england i guess came to preech about tattoos and piercing. it was very horrible to see the pictures. i and steph really got freaked out. barely got to sleep. lol. and we have no rangers too. haha. so escape for the day of marching. XD. but this sunday is no escape thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SnufHKVL4bI/AAAAAAAABbA/fBexbSEJNDU/s1600-h/2603_58610540966_710825966_1712904_5902950_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SnufHKVL4bI/AAAAAAAABbA/fBexbSEJNDU/s320/2603_58610540966_710825966_1712904_5902950_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367058326323192242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some memories that will not be forgotten. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;on monday, my sister brought a huge stack of potatoes to make potato salad. for her hari koko which is high school. which obviously, she torture us with it by doing it with her. it was very scary to see a lot of potatoes in one time. i bet to everyone who is a potato lover will sick of looking at a pile of potatoes we did. terrified moments. lol. but we did it a little. haha. i took some pictures. =D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SnueF9DT-wI/AAAAAAAABaI/tdOGfQ_24n4/s1600-h/Image0586.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SnueF9DT-wI/AAAAAAAABaI/tdOGfQ_24n4/s320/Image0586.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367057206067067650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chunks of potato that needed to be smashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SnueHXQGnWI/AAAAAAAABaY/940OPnKJI4w/s1600-h/Image0588.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SnueHXQGnWI/AAAAAAAABaY/940OPnKJI4w/s320/Image0588.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367057230279908706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum's and my sister's portion of smashing the chunks too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SnueGeLncSI/AAAAAAAABaQ/AcB5V1AMjbw/s1600-h/Image0587.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SnueGeLncSI/AAAAAAAABaQ/AcB5V1AMjbw/s320/Image0587.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367057214960267554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the done ones without onions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SnufGwtwdZI/AAAAAAAABa4/b-GsXEFhU8o/s1600-h/Image0592.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SnufGwtwdZI/AAAAAAAABa4/b-GsXEFhU8o/s320/Image0592.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367058319446930834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huge box of onions chopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SnueHqwYyWI/AAAAAAAABag/ocfQsFvY5M0/s1600-h/Image0589.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SnueHqwYyWI/AAAAAAAABag/ocfQsFvY5M0/s320/Image0589.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367057235515591010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SnueHwpMjWI/AAAAAAAABao/0NbazQCnDPI/s1600-h/Image0590.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SnueHwpMjWI/AAAAAAAABao/0NbazQCnDPI/s320/Image0590.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367057237096041826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clearing the mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SnufGnznZZI/AAAAAAAABaw/eyuzD00CF98/s1600-h/Image0591.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SnufGnznZZI/AAAAAAAABaw/eyuzD00CF98/s320/Image0591.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367058317055583634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;huge packet of mayo. scary to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;11.25am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-8467522238091745794?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/8467522238091745794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=8467522238091745794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/8467522238091745794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/8467522238091745794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/08/ages-years-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SnufHKVL4bI/AAAAAAAABbA/fBexbSEJNDU/s72-c/2603_58610540966_710825966_1712904_5902950_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-5709033090738945963</id><published>2009-07-29T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T09:14:34.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;It's Been Long Since.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;yeap. i know. long ago since i update something new. XD. let's start..... okay... i dunno what to start. ==. guess i will talk about RO. if some of u all know esp. for the gamer freak. RO mean Ragnarok Online. i played since last week. someone pratically asked/force/urge me to play since std 6 i guess. haha. i bet all my school frens know who do i meant. well, it was not that nice as maple. sad to say. haha. cos maple game is much more convenient than RO. firstly, i have to take stuff one by one. goodness. i have no patience on that people! ==. second thing is evey shortcut keys i have to press Alt. which i super not biasa with it. and..... i doubt to say, very fast u can die in the game. ==. and and want to cast stuff aso damn laggy. super cannot tahan. hahaha. so yeah. i make cheok died many times. i guess is an uncomtable to count. lol. skip all the stupid/boring/funny part of the story. ==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;sad thing that i cant go for the last sketch gathering last saturday. =(. went for a birthday party. XD. anyway i miss u guys!!! hope the next time i could work with u all again. =). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;sunday... erm.... steph wore a dres! haha. is like so weird. anyway no doubt aso she wore it. it's a family sunday. haha. we aso got some serious/tiring training for marching in rangers. *phew*. luck i din do much wrong. or not must pull ears, go up and down. i just got it once. i din hear the instruction. haha. i guess, all the senior guides, patrol guides, and asst. guide knows the feeling. but the senior guide is the first one to kena. XD. anyway, got my feet got numb later and i cant stand/ balance properly. almost fall when they gave instructions again. *sigh of relief*. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;today... er.. i mean yesterday, melody and apple ffk me in school. ishhh.... don wan layan them d. all ffk me now. ==. and i hate u ninja turtle(school teacher)! damn lah. give an exam paper aso took her 2 whole weeks to complete it!?! go back to school and learn how to mark n whatsoever lah. arghhh! keep on saying i bagi hari jumaat. then when jumaat, say hari isnin. now isnin say jumaat. hello?!?! u're a penyelia petang u should be doing ur work done asap. *bang head on the wall*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;more stuff coming soon: going for convent's canteen day with sabu and mel. last minute decide. and bukit cerakah trip for rangers advancement. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;12.07pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-5709033090738945963?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/5709033090738945963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=5709033090738945963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5709033090738945963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5709033090738945963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-been-long-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-3158424541383393042</id><published>2009-07-19T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T12:25:14.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Burn The Midnight Oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;guess wat? i just finished my folio for geografi by 6 hours +. ahha. n now is superly late. today's due for the folio. awesome isn't it? XD. just left the drawing n the scales for my peta and i am done! wheeee!! *syiok sendiri* =P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;alright, at first i tot i was going to lost the file when my plan to restart the computer made it happen. aweful time. almost shouted something unwanted. oh well, i didn't did it at least. =P. *sings* i feel good! tananananah. =X.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;okay. people time to sleep. nites!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;3.20am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-3158424541383393042?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/3158424541383393042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=3158424541383393042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3158424541383393042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3158424541383393042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/07/burn-midnight-oil-guess-wat-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-1156237123681398647</id><published>2009-07-18T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T07:22:59.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Outing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;today was really cool/fun/scary(not the really really scary lah). went out with steph and ben(big brother) and watch harry potter! the movie not so thrilling lah. a little boring. but got one part almost make me got a heart attack. no joke. haha. but the most scene of the day is ben's tell off the black canyon's manager. XD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;it goes when, steph and ben got their food, ben spotted ants in his food. so he terus call the manager. at first we thought he was really mad. so steph says never interupt anyone who is mad. (lol). after he tell the manager about the incident, he looked at us and suddenly he was like what? and we started laughing. like seriously, he had a serious/ scary face when he tell off the manager there. so is like, steph says i need classes from u to do that. XD. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;ermm, yeah. so that's for all today. need to catch up with my folios and stuff. it's due on this monday and i havent even started! goshhh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;10.17pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-1156237123681398647?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/1156237123681398647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=1156237123681398647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/1156237123681398647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/1156237123681398647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/07/outing.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-2469171945767492830</id><published>2009-07-13T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T19:13:49.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;well, rally was awesome! miss the time there man. i miss the sketch team too!!!! i feel so empty after rally after all the while we have been practicing 3-4 times a week for the skit in kgh. =(. the praise and worship are good too. and and the orchestra team was good aso! haha. for u guys who didn't manage to go there, nvm! there's next year! better don't miss it. =). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;ps: exams after rally. great isn't it? arghh! and i cant wait for the bbq party. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;10.08am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-2469171945767492830?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/2469171945767492830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=2469171945767492830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2469171945767492830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2469171945767492830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/07/rally-well-rally-was-awesome-miss-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-736354485564437356</id><published>2009-07-08T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T12:16:12.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They Are Back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;haha. guess u know what do i mean by my title. and yeah! my mum and my sister are back from hong kong with many things. muahahaha. my mum bought me so many clothes. which is countless lah. lol. they told us some scenerios in hong kong and they even fight over whether to buy an umbrella or not!?! like wtheck wehyy. n all the clother they bought occupied like 1 and 1/2 luggage de. scary isn't it. hahaha. anyway, it's good to have them back and the house will be back to the noisy mood. no doubt. starting tml sure first word "natasha!!!!! wake up d lah. now what time d ah?" and she will go on till i go school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;i am happy cos at least now there's someone who will iron my clothes. ngek ngek. i know i am bad. but the worst thing is. i and my sister cannot tahan the food my aunt cater for the last three days d. is like the food is barely can be eaten de. everytime we bought outside food and survive. haha. but the bad thing is that my house is gonna be a zoo again. lol! i bet some of u know how it is like to be around with my mum especially. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;okay, i guess this is all i will update till now. since, my fren complain it's so boring all. nit&lt;/span&gt;es.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p/s: guess what? she just scolded me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;3.10am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-736354485564437356?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/736354485564437356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=736354485564437356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/736354485564437356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/736354485564437356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/07/they-are-back-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-5142700685089469602</id><published>2009-07-03T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T09:27:30.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flying off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;i didn't know till yesterday that my mum and my sister are flying off to hong kong tomorrow! like wtheck! since when the time flies that fast. owhh man. i have to clean up the house in the morning. tssk. tssk. no more sleeping till late morning. sobs sobs. oh well, they will be back like on thursday. so these 6 days i have to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SURVIVE&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;12.22am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-5142700685089469602?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/5142700685089469602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=5142700685089469602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5142700685089469602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5142700685089469602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/07/flying-off-i-didnt-know-till-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-7577624798237798361</id><published>2009-06-29T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:48:56.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camporama! (credits to me, theola, melly, zlwin and the cmdrs!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjoSBMmzmI/AAAAAAAABWw/QUu8De2t7FI/s1600-h/Image0549.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjoSBMmzmI/AAAAAAAABWw/QUu8De2t7FI/s320/Image0549.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352783553386434146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph with her second breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjoSFW350I/AAAAAAAABW4/YbpKO1WuWd8/s1600-h/Image0550.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjoSFW350I/AAAAAAAABW4/YbpKO1WuWd8/s320/Image0550.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352783554503239490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hearing my phone song and day dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjoSSjTfrI/AAAAAAAABXA/AO1V888r2JE/s1600-h/Image0551.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjoSSjTfrI/AAAAAAAABXA/AO1V888r2JE/s320/Image0551.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352783558045040306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blur face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjoSnRZPgI/AAAAAAAABXI/0pQwycAw3M0/s1600-h/Image0552.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjoSnRZPgI/AAAAAAAABXI/0pQwycAw3M0/s320/Image0552.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352783563607064066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van n steph. *casual pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjoS4p_lsI/AAAAAAAABXQ/C2l3vZH8TM4/s1600-h/Image0553.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjoS4p_lsI/AAAAAAAABXQ/C2l3vZH8TM4/s320/Image0553.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352783568273643202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;candid pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjooiMLSiI/AAAAAAAABXY/r2DBFvOIEZ8/s1600-h/Image0554.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjooiMLSiI/AAAAAAAABXY/r2DBFvOIEZ8/s320/Image0554.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352783940200122914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J-o-y-c-e!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjoolgFdEI/AAAAAAAABXg/XJgCwEhqQR8/s1600-h/Image0557.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjoolgFdEI/AAAAAAAABXg/XJgCwEhqQR8/s320/Image0557.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352783941088932930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fake tiger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjopJ9ZzKI/AAAAAAAABXo/qHqUx-UAAbY/s1600-h/Image0558.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjopJ9ZzKI/AAAAAAAABXo/qHqUx-UAAbY/s320/Image0558.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352783950875577506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fake crocodile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjopJvW86I/AAAAAAAABXw/Hn7lLRlwVwg/s1600-h/Image0559.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjopJvW86I/AAAAAAAABXw/Hn7lLRlwVwg/s320/Image0559.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352783950816670626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it cool. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjopSixOfI/AAAAAAAABX4/eDtjJU5ct3E/s1600-h/Image0560.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjopSixOfI/AAAAAAAABX4/eDtjJU5ct3E/s320/Image0560.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352783953179785714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sry for the bad pic. but it is the pic of a burning fire cracker .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjp76jzZNI/AAAAAAAABYA/GDwr6N4ygUs/s1600-h/Image0561.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjp76jzZNI/AAAAAAAABYA/GDwr6N4ygUs/s320/Image0561.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352785372670813394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dancing &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;aboriginals&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjp8GJpUcI/AAAAAAAABYI/wyxMbo8n8ms/s1600-h/Image0562.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjp8GJpUcI/AAAAAAAABYI/wyxMbo8n8ms/s320/Image0562.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352785375782326722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kedatangan city meyer of australia. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjp8Wky0QI/AAAAAAAABYQ/RAh8OU6yJrk/s1600-h/Image0563.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjp8Wky0QI/AAAAAAAABYQ/RAh8OU6yJrk/s320/Image0563.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352785380191162626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of the spot where me, eve, van n josh found a small park there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjp8khVT-I/AAAAAAAABYY/qhFhFe9DfEc/s1600-h/Image0564.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjp8khVT-I/AAAAAAAABYY/qhFhFe9DfEc/s320/Image0564.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352785383934742498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cool spot due to sitting for a long time/ eve sleeping on my lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjp8ykf5LI/AAAAAAAABYg/sF7D9TZWcMc/s1600-h/Image0565.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjp8ykf5LI/AAAAAAAABYg/sF7D9TZWcMc/s320/Image0565.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352785387706115250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;stinky legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjr94mBRYI/AAAAAAAABZQ/m36n47-9T7A/s1600-h/Image0566.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjr94mBRYI/AAAAAAAABZQ/m36n47-9T7A/s320/Image0566.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352787605526234498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;before going to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjqw5YznBI/AAAAAAAABYw/qy2E9ev0tCk/s1600-h/DSC00023t.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjqw5YznBI/AAAAAAAABYw/qy2E9ev0tCk/s320/DSC00023t.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352786282889321490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gossiping time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjqxBu1hFI/AAAAAAAABY4/uIbVb2H4EY4/s1600-h/DSC00024t.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjqxBu1hFI/AAAAAAAABY4/uIbVb2H4EY4/s320/DSC00024t.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352786285129204818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;crowding just to see whose pic on the phone. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjqxFPVt8I/AAAAAAAABZA/fCGeVOSlwIM/s1600-h/DSC00036+k.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjqxFPVt8I/AAAAAAAABZA/fCGeVOSlwIM/s320/DSC00036+k.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352786286070839234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tese are the two gossip queens. do not be surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjqxe1TuGI/AAAAAAAABZI/GH3pPcH4SII/s1600-h/4852_94944753860_729248860_2072991_287923_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjqxe1TuGI/AAAAAAAABZI/GH3pPcH4SII/s320/4852_94944753860_729248860_2072991_287923_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352786292940978274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;credits to melly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjr94rZ8AI/AAAAAAAABZY/ySBvjgzKiGc/s1600-h/4811_90285879779_566824779_1747603_6218632_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjr94rZ8AI/AAAAAAAABZY/ySBvjgzKiGc/s320/4811_90285879779_566824779_1747603_6218632_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352787605548822530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;credits to the cmdrs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjr-TKPJ8I/AAAAAAAABZo/PZ6QJncoVl8/s1600-h/4880_212733600421_850540421_7279541_4204458_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjr-TKPJ8I/AAAAAAAABZo/PZ6QJncoVl8/s320/4880_212733600421_850540421_7279541_4204458_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352787612657461186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i look weird here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjr-TRDnLI/AAAAAAAABZw/OqMy1M3sQP8/s1600-h/4942_101100238200_754418200_1960337_4916017_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjr-TRDnLI/AAAAAAAABZw/OqMy1M3sQP8/s320/4942_101100238200_754418200_1960337_4916017_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352787612686064818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the semangat team ppl r here to support aussie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjr-JmsV9I/AAAAAAAABZg/eSN79jRu0RI/s1600-h/4852_94956938860_729248860_2073163_956145_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 86px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjr-JmsV9I/AAAAAAAABZg/eSN79jRu0RI/s320/4852_94956938860_729248860_2073163_956145_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352787610092459986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pic under an umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;12.45am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-7577624798237798361?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/7577624798237798361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=7577624798237798361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/7577624798237798361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/7577624798237798361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/06/pics.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjoSBMmzmI/AAAAAAAABWw/QUu8De2t7FI/s72-c/Image0549.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-1233391318544373634</id><published>2009-06-29T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:12:21.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happening Moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;well, well, i told that i will post about school ryte. and here they are. well, wasn't much to say but a normal super boring but most happening things going on. haha. as all the mgsians know that last saturday was the hari kesihatan day. so we actually lepaking the whole school doing nothing. n... not to forget! there was make-over competition by koperasi. so sabu, jie jing and shu fang entered. we was like u all really entering ah *with shocked expressions*. n yes! they did entered. i think they are like the only chinese contestants there. so it's quite awkward seeing them there le. too bad i din see the process of they all putting make up on shu fang but i definetely didn't miss the hard work of sabu's and jie jing's. haha. it was nice. and there are lots of ppl there entering. they have to make the shirt from newspaper *like wtheck!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;ermm.. we didn't know the results but it will soon be announced. hope they could win. *giving moral support. XD* all the time we are in the class reading manga/playing handphone games/etc etc. on the same time me, shwu ling was critisizing cheok's drawing. it was freaking hilarious. but we didn't mean it kay. just for the fun of it. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjj8v5HVEI/AAAAAAAABVY/RF2f3g8y4nM/s1600-h/Image0577.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjj8v5HVEI/AAAAAAAABVY/RF2f3g8y4nM/s320/Image0577.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352778789917512770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is the first pic we critisize. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjj86W4CfI/AAAAAAAABVg/dWqDR9-Uzr0/s1600-h/Image0578.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjj86W4CfI/AAAAAAAABVg/dWqDR9-Uzr0/s320/Image0578.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352778792726694386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheok's smartness in proverbs. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjj9ObbFNI/AAAAAAAABVo/2_gItcRNMYw/s1600-h/Image0579.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjj9ObbFNI/AAAAAAAABVo/2_gItcRNMYw/s320/Image0579.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352778798114477266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and then this. u see the girl down on the right. look at her leg. it is..... broken!&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjj9KfxwnI/AAAAAAAABVw/0MylhjKlGsA/s1600-h/Image0580.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjj9KfxwnI/AAAAAAAABVw/0MylhjKlGsA/s320/Image0580.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352778797058998898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the more u hide, the more i will take it. *innocent look*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjj9eAbtzI/AAAAAAAABV4/2m6PIRHUoko/s1600-h/Image0581.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjj9eAbtzI/AAAAAAAABV4/2m6PIRHUoko/s320/Image0581.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352778802296239922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur fault. i didn't plan to post it up. but u revealed on my cbox. muahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjka4Ae3MI/AAAAAAAABWA/vK5hwmOKfmM/s1600-h/Image0582.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjka4Ae3MI/AAAAAAAABWA/vK5hwmOKfmM/s320/Image0582.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352779307491974338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. now look at the firl down on the right. u see the girl which is on the left one. now her hand are crooked. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjkbAHBDNI/AAAAAAAABWI/u31rixpWwe4/s1600-h/Image0583.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjkbAHBDNI/AAAAAAAABWI/u31rixpWwe4/s320/Image0583.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352779309666864338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah. i give this one as a good shot kay. no more critisizing. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;next is my sister's birthday pic. *sigh*. at first it wasn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;that great cos dunno why my sister was pretty upset on something. but later on is okay! =D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjmeQi2NzI/AAAAAAAABWQ/BMxuUxlM7-Q/s1600-h/Image0572.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjmeQi2NzI/AAAAAAAABWQ/BMxuUxlM7-Q/s320/Image0572.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352781564641425202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's in a bad mood. *post* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DO NOT DISTURB HER OR YOU WILL BE FIRED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjmejuRq0I/AAAAAAAABWY/DHQPhjBUlHw/s1600-h/Image0573.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjmejuRq0I/AAAAAAAABWY/DHQPhjBUlHw/s320/Image0573.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352781569789635394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjmeoR7kzI/AAAAAAAABWg/DM_PUa8c0jM/s1600-h/Image0574.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SkjmeoR7kzI/AAAAAAAABWg/DM_PUa8c0jM/s320/Image0574.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352781571012924210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shot 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjme6JsdRI/AAAAAAAABWo/51O8H2819sY/s1600-h/Image0575.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjme6JsdRI/AAAAAAAABWo/51O8H2819sY/s320/Image0575.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352781575810217234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cutting cake time! XD. *she really dunno how to smile**shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;ps: i have some pics from camporama that i wanted to post. don really had much. but is better than nothing. and some other pics up too. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;12.10am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-1233391318544373634?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/1233391318544373634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=1233391318544373634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/1233391318544373634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/1233391318544373634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/06/happening-moments.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Skjj8v5HVEI/AAAAAAAABVY/RF2f3g8y4nM/s72-c/Image0577.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-8477939188975128353</id><published>2009-06-28T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T02:02:27.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ISCF Pre-rally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;the pre-rally was cool. and we had lots of fun there. yeah! can't wait till the real day comes. XD. i went to GT like 3.15 (apple's mum fetch us there) and we was like so sesated. we don really know anyone there as u can see it's from other school peoples r there too. so we wander around the church. waited for ally too. we had our practices also. it was quite funny during the practice. as u know, when it comes my turn i will be blur or forget to do something. haha. so is like apple and mel calle dmy name and i will like oh okay. then, is dinner time lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;actually we plan to go to klang parade n eat at mcd. but it was quite dangerous walking three people only. so we decided to follow lilian, lynette, amanda, christina, jacklyn, yoke pei, beverlea(not so sure the spelling).... for dinner. u go with them is like 1 hour to decide what to eat de. lol. at first they want to go to eat in mamak call shamugan but one of them pronounce it as shogun. n we started to laugh. lol. then they changed their minds again cos is very far from here. ended up we started walking to klang parade. anyway at first they don wan to go klang parade n eat cos there's news that there is someone from klang who got h1n1 was in klang parade. they all decide to go kfc since is the only place left. so we walk all the way to klang parade and then we change our minds again. great isn't it? they change their minds n wanted to go mcd which is in klang parade cos of some reasons. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;we wan to open the door aso quite hard de. cos they say don touch anything in mcd which is very impossible for us since we are going to buy stuff there. we used our legs to open the door and it was so funny. n we are making the most noise there. haha. typical of us. XD. after ordering food all. we went to our seats. amanda gave us some sanitizer to keep us safe from h1n1. we was laughin and at the same time bengang. haha. and she sya that when we go out we have to put another time again. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;so we ate our dinner, talk and laugh. once i almost got choked when christina wanted to say christian bale but she said christina bale. HAHAHA. then we went back for rally. pastor gideon message was good and funny. and that's all for the pre-rally and things happening then. haha. can't wait! XD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ps: i will blog soon about school. i forget to upload pics that's y i din wan to post first. sry for the late post! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;4.56pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-8477939188975128353?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/8477939188975128353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=8477939188975128353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/8477939188975128353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/8477939188975128353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/06/iscf-pre-rally-pre-rally-was-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-9113689544947971644</id><published>2009-06-22T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T07:43:49.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crazy Moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last few days been a great days for me. especially the skit practices and the real day of the show. miss all the fun we had. and how humiliating they are. vanessa and graham, jonathan and his "sons" +his acting skills (haha) and elijah, joanna and sarah. the show is a great success. it's quite entertaining. it's like the last time to see the skit. my bad for not taking video of it. no choice. was on stage. it will always be a fun time having with them. haha. even though some may be annoying n bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today me, apple and shwu ling naik gila in class after recess. it seems like we started talking in chinese in a manja voice and humiliating each other. haha. goh guat there was like are we crazy or something. she even asked me what i ate till i go thtat high. haha. melody in class so emo. we did some things and make her laugh. sometimes she will look at us. but we know she wanted to laugh. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to forget our trainee science teacher also show us some cool videos. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GBD8tqxw0Kk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GBD8tqxw0Kk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;10.40PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-9113689544947971644?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/9113689544947971644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=9113689544947971644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/9113689544947971644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/9113689544947971644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/06/crazy-moments.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-4564396145725049607</id><published>2009-06-21T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T10:35:11.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You Are 18!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a short post for my sister. happy birthday bongok! XD don come and disturb me just because of your birthday today. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sj5vBe_6o0I/AAAAAAAABVQ/CDdZvZAID8k/s1600-h/2657_91884186884_641156884_2885703_3778459_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sj5vBe_6o0I/AAAAAAAABVQ/CDdZvZAID8k/s320/2657_91884186884_641156884_2885703_3778459_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349835478654427970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;trying to act cool but didn't suceed. HAHA. Go wear your specs lah. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1.30am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-4564396145725049607?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/4564396145725049607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=4564396145725049607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/4564396145725049607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/4564396145725049607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-are-18-short-post-for-my-sister.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sj5vBe_6o0I/AAAAAAAABVQ/CDdZvZAID8k/s72-c/2657_91884186884_641156884_2885703_3778459_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-1779343448557452793</id><published>2009-06-20T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T01:52:20.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After One Week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;yeah yeah.. i know. it's like one week plus ago and i just wanted to posted about it today. whatever. wasn't feeling like blogging. sue me! back to the story. like other people would expect is about camporama. yeah!!! g'day mate! =D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;nothing much going on on the bus like 4 hours. the extra one hour is because of we depart from our church late. aiya, malaysian timing. hear song through my phone with steph. we sat with all the discovery kids. so, obviously is very noisy and the guys are too free. the took a sock from nowhere and put it on steph. reached there like 12 something. lunch time. eat. the food are not bad. as in for camps. met up at some hall. short briefing. i technically lost my voice during the shoutings and all. bad timing. went back to dorms. then is skillarama and highlights. me and steph din went any of these. mainly because we are tired. so we just wandered around the campsite. got sesat once. we bathe early too. okay. not me but steph did bathe early. i went n bathe like 5.30. toilets are full and guess what?!? no water. we have to bathe on the tab water. tht's like the only one time the whole camp i bathe with that. ==. oh ya! not to forget there's this very weird girl walking around and talking randomly to people. she's scary. it's like a statement to all my dorm friends. haha. oh yeah! i am in the same dorm and bus with steph. which is a good thing because it would be boring to be alone. (e.g: vanessa. she was in the other bus and have to go with some other people. pitied her)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;and city night! it's awesome! they did some nice presentation. i find the weirdest one is the surfers skit. lol. a shark that can fly. HAHA. and we aso heard one of cmdr. tobby lame stories again. haha. we heard it once but with a diff names and stuff. but it's fun when they wanted some climax to the story. we also got some competitions which is dress up like an autralians. well, each age group has it own things. not to forget the funny and entertaining emcees which is joyce and jordan! haha. we had some supper and did our boomerang thing to put it together with our name tag. then, off to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;believe it but i woke up at 5.45am. yeahh. u should be thanking all the alarms they are set like 5 AM IN THE MORNING!! hello? we need some sleep. went and bathe. changed to our uniforms. went to breakfast. okay. this time i wnet with vanessa. because steph main ninja with us. meaning she dissapear out of nowhere everytime. keep finding for her but can't so i ended going with vanessa, evelyn and all of them. went to our cities. practice our song and yells and all the semangat team plan to do. lol. after the parade. we had intercity championship. i participated in the frisbee competition. and we fight with india. damn. they are really fast and strong. especially wee yen and if i am not mistaken kedric. ==. so we lost the first match. after that we played with japan. and yeah! we won. =D. so we managed to get 3rd. haha. the regatta competition was also on the same time. i heard that the cardboards are not enough and stuff. so we lost in that match. haha. our boat sink when we didn't even get to paddle. we headed for lunch. take some rest and went to the highlights and skillarama again. haha. this time i went with vanessa. we went canoeing which was very not fun cos first thing we are so blur how to turn the boat. haha. so we like going rounds and rounds. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;we made a long time decision on going for the flying fox or not. and ended up we didn't cos they were so many people there. so we did some skillarama. and after that it's time to go back and had our shower. dinner. then is night rallies. i seriously had no voice by the time it was for rallies. so is like i am smsing and showing vanessa and steph what i wanted to say. haha. okay actually is a not fun thing to do. went o bed early too. need energy to gain back my voice all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;today everyone in the dorm technically woke up very late which is 7 am. haha. surprisingly there's like no alarm ringing. and we woke up when cheryl and vanessa came and told us we are quite late. faster went and change. then go for breakfast. go to the cities. practice our song and yells again. went for parade. then again the intercity challenge. this time it was laser tag. damn cool lah that game. but i din manage to play. so many people was lining up during the skillarama and the highlights. we won the game. even though we din win the first round. van finds it very unfair. oh well. i don want to know what had happen during then. we went to all the cities and even went for the flying fox. it was really awesome man. then, we went back had our bath and went for dinner. night rallies is as usual. then, when sleeping time only. we all in the dorm gossiping. haha. i know is not good to do that. but not we started it. it was so funny. we laughed non stop. even cheryl from dorn ca 12 came all the way to our dorm which is ca09. XD. some of the guys i guess they are too free. they went around pranking each one of the dorms. they asked vyonne to give them panadol and acted. such an immature fela. the ranger patrol even din told us anything. haha. we went to sleep like 1 or 2 something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;day 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;since we had a late sleep. u know how we look like the next morning. during parade i can feel myslef wanted to fall down. but well, it didn't. good thing. we fight with other cities. as in singing our songs and yells. then, we went to the hall for prize giving ceremony. we won for the archway thingy. forget wat's that called. anyway it was very fun cos we keep fighting. then, testimony time. and we went for lunch. till then, we waited for the buses to come and went back home&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, it was a really fun trip. i really should have call all u guys who didn't went. especially emily and goh guat. ahha. well, u all need for another 4 years till it's back. =)&lt;br /&gt;and i still cannot stop laughing about the inner joke we told in the dorm. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sj30L7J3kMI/AAAAAAAABVI/Kcp0k8vu9ug/s1600-h/4685_92921341093_730841093_2132769_292738_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sj30L7J3kMI/AAAAAAAABVI/Kcp0k8vu9ug/s320/4685_92921341093_730841093_2132769_292738_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349700418080837826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;van, me and steph. love them loads. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;4.44pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-1779343448557452793?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/1779343448557452793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=1779343448557452793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/1779343448557452793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/1779343448557452793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/06/after-one-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sj30L7J3kMI/AAAAAAAABVI/Kcp0k8vu9ug/s72-c/4685_92921341093_730841093_2132769_292738_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-3235772488182974106</id><published>2009-06-08T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T23:05:39.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sleep Talking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the  past few days i have been freaked out when my sister suddenly talk when she is sleeping. gahh. it's been more than 4 times she did that to me. she make me cannot sleep throughout the whole night on friday. i told her about it. and she just laughed. isshhhh... seriously, i have to start repacking tissue papers on my bed. so when my sister talks again while she's sleeping. all i have to do is stuff the tissue into her mouth. my currently evil plan towards her. =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my toe swell up last night due to my carelessness. i went n ter-kick the table's leg. now is like freaking pain. gahh.. how am i going to walk man. stupid, stupid! anyway need to start packing stuff for camp. i have like 10 hours more to go before camp. =D. really have to get ready. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;2.00pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-3235772488182974106?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/3235772488182974106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=3235772488182974106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3235772488182974106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3235772488182974106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/06/sleep-talking-for-past-few-days-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-5867323480046935451</id><published>2009-06-08T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T08:18:18.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;CAMPORAMA!. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;well, well, camp is about one more day! so yeah! cant wait for it. after waiting for 2 months plus, at last the time have almost arrive.  =D. anyway bad news is i am sick. gah! wrong time de. damn it! !@#$%$%$!! anyway i almost recover lah. last night. i was quite in a bad mood. some ppl who smsed me last night. told them not to reply back. but they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REPLY&lt;/span&gt; back. i think they don't understand english. sort of pissed me off. well, i almost wanted to throw the phone on the floor.but i take back my actions and faster off my phone and yeah. i got my peace back. n went back to sleep. obviously when u got sick u don;t sleep well. so yeah. that happen to me. i woke up every two hour either wanted to go to toilet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt; drink water &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OR &lt;/span&gt; find that they are some freaking mosquitoes like to bite me. so yeah. wasn't in my mood to do stuff. oh yeah, i was emoing the whole night too. maybe due to my crappy sore throat. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;anyway now i am  better. so yeahh.. better be right for camp. i don't want it to be like last time gy camp. i got fever and cant play hydrowar n some other events i cant go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;ps: if u feel offended in some post that i write. well, sry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;11.12pm&lt;br /&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-5867323480046935451?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/5867323480046935451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=5867323480046935451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5867323480046935451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5867323480046935451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/06/camporama.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-3019730487556493291</id><published>2009-06-05T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T18:40:55.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Painting, Frisbee, Tuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;oh yea.. ytd went for pn a for 4 hours. damn boring n tired. skip that. then me n steph went lunch in fruity and then we headed to church to help rangers in the paintings. was there too early, so only me, steph, bryan, nicholas, brandon in the main hall waiting. some of them were in the skit. haha. i heard their story thingy is quite weird but funny. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;after a while, cmdr came n we went to fellowship hall painting stuff. hands all got paint. then, they even brought a speaker and put some music in it. they blast the music out loud some more. ==. after that, went for frisbee. actually was late by an hour. haha. anyway, nothing wrong with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;later on i got a message from sioe fei telling that han ern cant play, n some other problems. good thing that some of them can come. or not i also clueless on who to call. =). n yeah. matt!!!! better come and play u know. i not joking here. n what's up with all the special treatment all ah. pfft!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;oh yeah. gtg. going to midvalley soon. *waves hand*. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;9.35am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-3019730487556493291?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/3019730487556493291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=3019730487556493291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3019730487556493291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3019730487556493291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/06/painting-frisbee-tuition.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-7208228901409189462</id><published>2009-06-03T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T10:15:48.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It Always Happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;well, today i went to church early to kacau/see/help them doing their boat. u know.. camporama stuff. haha. cmdr was so surprise to see me. but i just go there n chat with steph. oh ya, going church early is on behalf of steph's request. so u all know lah home at home is like lifeless. haha. got loads of fun n know lots of stuff. joel actually don know how to pronounce my surname. haha. he keep say he an. hahaha. but the earlier one was worse. he suddenly pronouce got the word hin or hen. wtheck!. oh ya. not to forget, he also teach me how to hold the frisbee and well, it was useful. ahha. thank u joel s.! XD. i feel my skin till blood came out also today. haihz. must stop my habit of peeling my skin. *sigh*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;and not to forget. the tape! goodness that tape is the most stickiest tape i ever touch. can peel off my skin. ==. they make the boat till quite late. i think around 6 something. so sad i cant see how did it work or not cos i went for frisbee practice. but apparently, i heard it 's not bad. haha. so yeah! all the best for the team. haha. and, today practice we had a competition. divided into two groups. i am with alex, nicholas and chicken farn(read it in english then chinese= graham). anyway we did not manage to win it. n we're half dead halfway through the game. haha. and alex hurt his knee. he doesn't even care and continues to play. whoa. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;well, yeah. that's all for now. i have to sleep. have to be in church again for some paintings. so yeah. nights!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;ps: steph is always paired up with joel s in church while she always got pair up with edwin chua(wtv his name is). haha. and also, she broke her specs...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;(btw, this is steph's thought. not me. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1.08am&lt;br /&gt;-natasha&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/8309316505532329545-7208228901409189462?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/7208228901409189462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=7208228901409189462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/7208228901409189462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/7208228901409189462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-always-happens-well-today-i-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-3771660778317605833</id><published>2009-06-01T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:21:00.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am hearing adam lambert no boundries song everyday. "great".&lt;br /&gt;ultimate frisbee practice starts today. *sigh* i don feel like going.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow might be going to sp with my sister but she still not yet decided.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow also hau, alycia, elza n  etc going for hangout in aeon.&lt;br /&gt;friday's pn asiah is going to be 4 hours straight class. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;next tues we're having workshop in wei lyn's house.&lt;br /&gt;and wednesday till saturday will be camporama! yeappie!&lt;br /&gt;sunday is going to be me leading for sunday school p&amp;amp;w. great! how am i going to get the energy to do so. hmmmf. oh well, give it unto the lord. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;3.16pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/8309316505532329545-3771660778317605833?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/3771660778317605833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=3771660778317605833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3771660778317605833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3771660778317605833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/06/everyday-i-am-hearing-adam-lambert-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-4475033536957946271</id><published>2009-05-31T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T01:42:58.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Fact That Actually Is Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;yes. i guess u all will be wondering what sort of fact am i writing ryte, well, it's a long time ago thing that i never wanted to do or u would never expected me to do which is i just wore a dress to church. LOL! well, it's in fact a really long time since i wore one. haha. i guess the last time was when i was std 3. yeap. and when it's such a rare time i wore this sort of stuff. i took pics. haha. hmm. to tell u the truth. i also was called to help with steph for the rangers things, but i cant cos i am helping to usher for gcc. *sigh*. anyway here are some pics. and the dress thingy is all last minute plan. my sis suddenly came to ytd night holding a dress and says this is for u. and poof she knows i am ushering n bla bla bla. n asked me to wear this. lucky isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SiI_G0cL3FI/AAAAAAAABUA/NzKkS4e2hmE/s1600-h/Image0531.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SiI_G0cL3FI/AAAAAAAABUA/NzKkS4e2hmE/s320/Image0531.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341901494403456082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;me and steph (steph is in her uniform n supper utterly big cap. haha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SiI_GySofYI/AAAAAAAABUI/kPCM6JrEiCs/s1600-h/Image0532.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SiI_GySofYI/AAAAAAAABUI/kPCM6JrEiCs/s320/Image0532.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341901493826518402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;steph posing. (i just realized that i took somewhere near the toilet. ==)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SiI_HPT6cKI/AAAAAAAABUQ/IIXHhFDOmLY/s1600-h/Image0539.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SiI_HPT6cKI/AAAAAAAABUQ/IIXHhFDOmLY/s320/Image0539.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341901501616517282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;this happens when i don't wear and would wonder when i am going to wear again. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SiI_HRPJ7vI/AAAAAAAABUY/vApaPffIusg/s1600-h/Image0542.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SiI_HRPJ7vI/AAAAAAAABUY/vApaPffIusg/s320/Image0542.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341901502133432050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SiI_HiAMDqI/AAAAAAAABUg/VhC5kSgWlhY/s1600-h/Image0545.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SiI_HiAMDqI/AAAAAAAABUg/VhC5kSgWlhY/s320/Image0545.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341901506634059426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;overall. it's not that bad wearing a dress. it feels much more loose. as in much more freedom to move. except when i am sitting. steph just told me to sit like a girl. oh well, this proves that all the while the way i sat is not a girl. haha. XD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;and yeah.. this year there are 3 GMA holders. i took their pics. but not so clear. so sorry for blurness of my phone camera. u know lah phone camera is not a digital camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SiJAwXnaX_I/AAAAAAAABUo/LBQw7S2f7SQ/s1600-h/Image0533.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SiJAwXnaX_I/AAAAAAAABUo/LBQw7S2f7SQ/s320/Image0533.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341903307732049906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;samantha ong, joannes and aaron kumar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SiJAwqQUEJI/AAAAAAAABUw/R-_n_yTgr_w/s1600-h/Image0534.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SiJAwqQUEJI/AAAAAAAABUw/R-_n_yTgr_w/s320/Image0534.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341903312735441042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;representative. in front:caryn and nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;middle: stephanie and joel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;3rd row: jonathan and (crap i forget her name if not mistaken is shereen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SiJAw4XvNqI/AAAAAAAABU4/3hTbnMNnfBw/s1600-h/Image0535.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SiJAw4XvNqI/AAAAAAAABU4/3hTbnMNnfBw/s320/Image0535.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341903316524676770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;pastor praying for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;and! camporama is just 10 days away. omg! i cant wait for it man! today they give some short briefing. too. this is just one fast snapshot. n i know it's very blur. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SiJAxMmQvqI/AAAAAAAABVA/g-ZHSjD050g/s1600-h/Image0538.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SiJAxMmQvqI/AAAAAAAABVA/g-ZHSjD050g/s320/Image0538.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341903321954303650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;from left : cmdr david, corn(short form), andrew, joannes and dexter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;oh well, this is all i can update. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ps: i am choosen to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; play ultimate frisbee&lt;/span&gt;. *frowns* i cant imagine myself playing. i never been a sports person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;4.35pm&lt;br /&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-4475033536957946271?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/4475033536957946271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=4475033536957946271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/4475033536957946271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/4475033536957946271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/05/fact-that-actually-is-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SiI_G0cL3FI/AAAAAAAABUA/NzKkS4e2hmE/s72-c/Image0531.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-1931868982426878426</id><published>2009-05-29T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T22:35:29.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1. Besides your lips , where is the favourite spot to get kissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;forehead. i guess so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2. How did you feel when you woke up this MORNING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;my sister forced to wake up. i am feeling cranky now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who was the last person/people you took a photo WITH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;stephanie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you consider yourself SPOILED?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;yeahh... i guess so. hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you ever donate BLOOD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;maybe if i am allowed to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite SEX?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;when i was young i think i used to have. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;7. Do you want someone to be DEAD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;maybe deep in my head there's someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;8. What does your last text message SAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;it's top secret. humans will kill me if i spare a word here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you thinking about right NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you want someone to be with you right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:stockticker&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:stockticker&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;my pillow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the time you went to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;2am i guess so. i know my sis alarm rang in the morning n made me cannot sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where did you buy the tee you are wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;it's a camp shirt. so i guess from church?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Is someone on your mind right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:stockticker&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:stockticker&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;no one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who was the last person who text YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;jynwaye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:stockticker&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;TEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:stockticker&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Lucky People to do this quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1)&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;goh guat ying(tag u back. XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2)&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;cheryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;3)&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ching ching&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;4)&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;haziqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;5.)&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;elana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;6.)&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;alycia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;7.)&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;vivian yap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;8.)&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;alicia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;9.)&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;sabu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;10.)&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;evelyn seng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Who is no.2 having a relationship WITH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i don't know. i guess someone who is lucky?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Is no.3 a male or a female?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;17. If no.7 and no.1 get TOGETHER , would it be a good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;no... it would be very wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is no.1 studying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;form 2 stuff. same like me. we're classmates. so what we learn is the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. When was the last time you chatted with THEM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;1) yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;2)long time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;3)even longer time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;4)same goes to the 2nd one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;5)last year. HAHA. maybe we will talk again in gy camp. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;6)thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;7)sundays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;8)same as no 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;9) thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;10) mmm... last year if not mistaken. she's no longer in school. how to talk to her?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;20. IS no.4 SINGLE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;erhemm... u ask her urself. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Say something about no.2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;she's funny. lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What do you think about no.3 &amp;amp; no.6 being TOGETHER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;fyi, all the ppl i tag r girls. it's an absolute no sense ques.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Describe no.9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;she's always blur in a way that is funny. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 . What will you do if no.6 and no.7 FIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i don't think they are very close. so it's a no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;25 . Do you like no.8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;erhemm... that's suppose to be someone else. *evil grin* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 13px;font-family:arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ps: i guess i am lazy to do cheryl's tag. haha. n i am not good at words. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 13px;font-family:arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 13px;font-family:arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1.16pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 13px;font-family:arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 13px;font-family:arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;bn&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;bn&gt;&lt;/bn&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/bn&gt;&lt;/p&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/8309316505532329545-1931868982426878426?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/1931868982426878426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=1931868982426878426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/1931868982426878426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/1931868982426878426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/05/tagged.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-6936046908045677667</id><published>2009-05-28T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T06:04:37.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;after 7 days in the class cramming all the subjects that is needed to memorise, at last i have ended it at last. truthfully, that week of exam doesn't feel like mid year. and of course i did some quite badly and some okay. like i did care so much. hahaha. it's officially over for this year for the first term of school. now i am so hyped up wit camporama. crappp! in school earlier aso cannot sleep thinking of how many days till camp. lol. seriously i wished that it all happen soon. =D. oh ya! we learn this new dance/movement or whatever they called it.it's so confusing. wondering how did cmdr sam did it. lol. anyway, quite creative. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;now i want to on9, read manga, watch show, etc etc. befor emy ub 3 starts. ==. stupid school after holidays and the next week is the test. wthell man. can't they just give us a break. arghhh! stupid, stupid, stupid. i gonna screw up the papers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;anyway i have some pics from last sunday. but i lazy to upload it. so i guess i will just post the pic me n steph together. =).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sh6LaKB3VEI/AAAAAAAABT4/pdEXfz2IKB4/s1600-h/Image0529.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sh6LaKB3VEI/AAAAAAAABT4/pdEXfz2IKB4/s320/Image0529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340859489593021506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;8.58pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-6936046908045677667?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/6936046908045677667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=6936046908045677667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/6936046908045677667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/6936046908045677667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/05/l-l-d-o-n-e-after-7-days-in-class.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sh6LaKB3VEI/AAAAAAAABT4/pdEXfz2IKB4/s72-c/Image0529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-717239181195677042</id><published>2009-05-19T05:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:21:16.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joker In 2H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy... i was auppose to post this like 4 days ago. but my mum nagging at me for being on the computer on exam weeks. arghh... exam... yeahh... horrible. anyway get to the point. iw as talking about this girl in my class named neetiaya. who is absolutely doing nonsense everytime. can't imagine all her frens with her. i cant even stand still when singing the malaysia anthem, selangor, school n bahasa jiwa bangsa(what do u call this in english?) all thanks to her. pfft! lucky didn't kena tangkap. hahaha. well, she actually don't know the lagu "negaraku" whole lyrics. u know the second line from the first stanza is suppose to be tanah tumpah darahku ryte. and guess what she sings! she sings tanah tumpah negaraku. we was like wthell... *cough* i better start using wtheck. don't want to be like someone. (shwu ling will knows what does this means. haha) then, our school song aso dunno how to sing. we was like omg. 6 years plus in this school and still don't know. lol. and not to forget she likes to do some hand movement that seriously is bothersome. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, supposingly i bet that the primary school still use to sing wrongly unless the teachers like pn flora corrected them when they come to morning sections only. =X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposingly i have to do cheryl's tag. oh, well i gues si will do it later. lol. i dunno when will that be. =P. nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1.16am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-717239181195677042?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/717239181195677042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=717239181195677042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/717239181195677042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/717239181195677042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/05/joker-in-2h-okayy.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-6238688020726065932</id><published>2009-05-17T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T06:05:10.234-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photosynthesis Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i forget that my school they teach this too during science class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R_17euLU_EM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R_17euLU_EM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;9.00pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-6238688020726065932?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-8470610949500135361</id><published>2009-05-17T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T05:24:35.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i was suppose to be worship leading in the fellowship hall but i didn't went because i have to go to kl and get some award in $$. so i have to thank joshua for helping me again. haha. kesian him. XD. dahlah i came church late and i came there like they all just started to go to their classes. haha. so sorry! hmm.. oh yeah. today steph and van went to this feeding programme in kl. i didn't go cos my parents don't let me go for this stupid stupid freaking exams. arghhh! was quite piss off. but nevermind. *sigh*. then, i went for the main service. *not to mention i skipped sunday school* and well, when i am in the main service is a normal thing that my mum is sleeping in the hall. goodness. i and my dad keep staring at her then, when she woke up n found out that we kept staring at her we laughed. ohh! and and, my mum realise that my dad was wearing his shirt terbalik. we was like omg. then, we started laughing throughout the sermant. my sis was there aso laughing. then my dad joked nevermind new style. haha. you see this shows the proof of how blur r the hean's family. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy.. i have to go. soon to get bugged. =.=".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;8.20PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-8470610949500135361?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/8470610949500135361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=8470610949500135361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/8470610949500135361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/8470610949500135361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/05/blur-today-i-was-suppose-to-be-worship.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-4345457898481840199</id><published>2009-05-15T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:43:34.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Butt Mistaken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this something to do with my class thing not steph case. haha. okay. let's start about the super funny/hilarious/omg-ing(maybe) story. after kh, we went out to wear our shoes since we under pn siti jahar's class who is always in the bilik jahitan fyi. as i, apple, n someone(cant mention the name. this is too embarassing for u all to know who is tht) was wearing our shoes. then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apple: eh nat, see melody's butt is facing to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i : *stare at her blankly* .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone: *went n hit the butt (aka "melody butt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aka "melody" : hey!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i : *wearing my shoes.* (i was thinking why didn't melody talk or scold somebody. then i heard mel was at the back of me talking "what u talking my name all come out?" so i went up n look n saw who was it.) omg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, apple, shwu ling saw who was it and started laughing nonstop near the bilik jahitan room there and there r some classes at there too heard us laughing super loud. omg! it was not melody butt's it's some other ppl from my class. we were laughing like mad and i can barely even walk nicely cos my stomach is aching like mad due to the effect of laughing too much. then somebody told me tht the girl who got hit on the butt thought was goh lee shar's pasal. so she went n look at goh lee shar and say "ehh!!!!". goh lee shar standing there blur dunno what she says. hahahahhahaha. we laughed all the way through class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, mel aso know wat happens when we told her on the way back to the class says u think my butt like tht wan ah. hahahahahaha. we laugh till cannot laugh d. n the girl who got hit on the butt still doesn't knows who hit her butt. till mel told is somebody hit wan. hahahaha. so i was like  "apple see what u had done. some more can say nicely is mel's butt. hahaha".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sit throughout sivic together (doing some stupid "wau"). talk nonsense while mel n apple was doing the work. ahha. so rajin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and aso.. during sejarah class, mel was still doing the "wau" and finished it. then she went n say " say thank you for me for doing this "Wau" finish(i think she said tht cos i know there's something to do wit thank you)" to the whole class and guess wat?? my class responded to her saying thank you. me, mel n shwu ling was like omg! something is wrong with the class. then the whole class started laughing. even pn latha at there aso smilling there. haha. then, mel so semangat do all the ques on the board by reading just like tht n give out the ans to everyone. if i not mistaken amanina asks her wat she doing there. and mel answer" i giving u answer to copy lah". then, we all started to laugh again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that mel come to me and say our class very cute lah. sure going to miss our clas next year. then we both *sigh*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, there are actually a lot things happen ytd. but i lazy to type here. haha. so yeah. exam fever now. so everyone is book worming now. haha. kay i need to go book worming too. byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;2.42pm&lt;br /&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-4345457898481840199?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/4345457898481840199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=4345457898481840199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/4345457898481840199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/4345457898481840199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/05/butt-mistaken-okay-this-something-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-4243458681290532003</id><published>2009-05-08T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:47:38.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hot Guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess wat??? steph met a new hot guy through myyearbook and he added her. he's very funny. and the first time i ever heard he want to be a "ham" (siham) but didn't succeed. it was because he's hot. haha. steph... was bugging him for his pic and he gave her but one condition she must intro hot girls to him. LOL. then he kept asking is he a playboy after asking steph to intro hot girls to him. ahha. that was really really funny man. so yeahh.. and he asked wat's lala n ham(siham). LOL. we explained to him till he gets it. n he is freaking tall. omg! he's like 180 cm de. and he's only 15. wtheck! he wanted to be 6 foot. omg, omg, omg! they are talle rthan the girls here all. n the girls there are like 165cm!?! omg. we would never wans to go sarawak. we will look like a kid man. haha. kesian steph punya........ u know wat i mean if u know wat's up wit her now. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i got his pic in my com cos practically she using my laptop when chatting wit him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SgUm25pkajI/AAAAAAAABTw/Vulrh1o1rs4/s1600-h/DSC00889.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SgUm25pkajI/AAAAAAAABTw/Vulrh1o1rs4/s320/DSC00889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333712058320185906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;2.45pm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-4243458681290532003?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/4243458681290532003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=4243458681290532003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/4243458681290532003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/4243458681290532003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/05/hot-guy-guess-wat-steph-met-new-hot-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SgUm25pkajI/AAAAAAAABTw/Vulrh1o1rs4/s72-c/DSC00889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-3868477832164865296</id><published>2009-05-05T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:18:19.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JINX CLASS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what?!?! my class again kena new trainee teacher. what the **** de. everytime my class will kena one. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;@#$%^&amp;amp;*!&lt;/span&gt;. i damn piss off with that damn teacher. i rather go with my permenant science teacher than this freaking new trainee teacher. i so so hate her! annoying, annoying, annoying!!! goshh, i really want the two months to pass faster. she is so a not fair person. people have quiz they normally pick up the one who faster raise up her hand BUT her quiz is based on the marks. the more marks u get the less chance she will choose ur group. and give question not ask one but ask like three questions. stupid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam is only 2 weeks away. omg! i din even started anything. crap!!! and i cant wait for camporama! around one month in time. =D. van is excited to go shopping for the camp. haha. let's get hyped up after exam! =). &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;AUSTRALIA!&lt;/span&gt; =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: well, i guess i'l just post anything up. if not this blog is meant to be dead. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1.14am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-3868477832164865296?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/3868477832164865296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=3868477832164865296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3868477832164865296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3868477832164865296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/05/jinx-class-guess-what-my-class-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-5887456927277135813</id><published>2009-04-30T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T10:20:39.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kad Kesihatan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Singing Error&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday in school we did some ujian kad kesihatan thingy. hate it or not we still had to do it. well, at first we thought it would be really sucks but it turn out it is fun. haha. maybe some of u think it's not because.... i don't know is your problem not mine. =P. tell u the truth it's much more easier than the primary school ones. no running 8 1/2 rounds. the sit ups are much more easier than before. even pumping too. haiyo! whould ask jess come to my school today and see i did it already. =.=. i did 8x more than u wants me to do. haihz. wasted. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didn't do the bangku thingy because got no time. stupid lah. do it all in one day lah. now mus do for two days. arghh! after, we did all the kad kesihatan things. me, mel, shwu ling, jie jing and maybe can counted goh guat. lol. we sort of like jog around the field around the track not including goh guat. hahaha. cos she round out of track. hmmf! oh ya! on wenesday, we heard cik/puan hasmani singing for the raptai sukan. she sang something like telefon berdering ring ring. hahahah. so cute and funny. owhh... i really miss her very much. my std 1 class teacher. haha. adn... we heard the primary students singign some weirdest songs. kay at least one of the songs i know. which is twinkle twinkle little star. wthell de. adn got one of the student sang wrongly. omg!!! one simple song. that girl sang "twinkle, twinkle lit a star. diamond diamond in the sky." hahahahhahahhaha. oh ya... and their senaman aerobik song they put the HSM3 song. i can tidur hearing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it was quite a fun for this week. mel and shwu ling keep saying that i smiled so much ytd. wtheck de. lol. nites ppl. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1.15am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-5887456927277135813?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/5887456927277135813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=5887456927277135813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5887456927277135813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5887456927277135813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/04/kad-kesihatan-singing-error-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-4085064716212345006</id><published>2009-04-27T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T07:49:39.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;BORED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BORED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BORED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is just like the old normal mondays which i will meet the same teacher in school everyday. today in school..... *skip all the crap that goes for bm, ac n geo*.. asvini as usual had done something very funny during civic class(ninja turtle time). she got stucked halfway when she is presenting some pembentangan. mel and shwu ling today got so hyped up that they started laughing before school even start and throughtout maths, sj, and assembly. i just don't get why they laughed cos of an advertisment which is known funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right! this morning my mum called me up that early just to go to the bank. frustrating thing is i been there so long and ended up we didn't do anything. great isn't it? waste my sleeping time only. *cursing*. i guess i better get going doing my notes again. arghh! why must we do notes?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;10.45PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-4085064716212345006?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/4085064716212345006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=4085064716212345006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/4085064716212345006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/4085064716212345006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/04/bored-bored-bored-today-is-just-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-1024494101345909500</id><published>2009-04-26T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T10:50:45.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what?!?!? the skema for the marks has changed! now 65 till 79 is counted as a b! yesh! i am so freaking happy! =D. so means my so far results has no c's! =DD. wow, i would like to say that, this is the first time i din get a c for my test. haha. even though i top in the class but my results surely one or two MUST get c. =.=". whatever. haihz. stupid notes make my hand aching now. pfft! btw, better get going to get some sleep(but it always ended up i sleep at 2+). nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh ya! and not to forget. i guess i am going to update once a week. haha. depending on how many stuff  can blog about. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1.44AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-1024494101345909500?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/1024494101345909500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=1024494101345909500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/1024494101345909500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/1024494101345909500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/04/j-o-y-guess-what-skema-for-marks-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-4399684320823835537</id><published>2009-04-26T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T05:57:42.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pictures From the FRIM. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess i told u all before about the event n stuff. so now here's the pic. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRVtrFLI4I/AAAAAAAABTg/1b7-PUcr7Ps/s1600-h/P3210844.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRVtrFLI4I/AAAAAAAABTg/1b7-PUcr7Ps/s320/P3210844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328978502233039746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and steph on the rocks near the waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRVtY8ZBeI/AAAAAAAABTY/S9mEJRSZUsc/s1600-h/P3210835.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRVtY8ZBeI/AAAAAAAABTY/S9mEJRSZUsc/s320/P3210835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328978497364362722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRVtpjlL6I/AAAAAAAABTo/wnH3C1_QdNM/s1600-h/P3210854.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRVtpjlL6I/AAAAAAAABTo/wnH3C1_QdNM/s320/P3210854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328978501823704994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this what i mean disgusting. LOL. but it's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRVMecPfOI/AAAAAAAABTI/-fS-d25OeX0/s1600-h/DSC00987.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRVMecPfOI/AAAAAAAABTI/-fS-d25OeX0/s320/DSC00987.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328977931904449762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRVMUaVauI/AAAAAAAABTA/NKsGDuZ3NSg/s1600-h/DSC00986.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRVMUaVauI/AAAAAAAABTA/NKsGDuZ3NSg/s320/DSC00986.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328977929212095202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRVtWOnRyI/AAAAAAAABTQ/tuWV_6ljeXw/s1600-h/P3210818.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRVtWOnRyI/AAAAAAAABTQ/tuWV_6ljeXw/s320/P3210818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328978496635488034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the canopy walk. taken by cmdr david.&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRVMP3dHqI/AAAAAAAABS4/QjpHLMhT2HE/s1600-h/DSC00957.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRVMP3dHqI/AAAAAAAABS4/QjpHLMhT2HE/s320/DSC00957.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328977927992057506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take 2 by cmdr. may lai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRVME266hI/AAAAAAAABSw/bu1Ad0BZnBA/s1600-h/DSC00953.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRVME266hI/AAAAAAAABSw/bu1Ad0BZnBA/s320/DSC00953.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328977925037025810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRVLwwh_-I/AAAAAAAABSo/27PdFsTXgQs/s1600-h/Image0464.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRVLwwh_-I/AAAAAAAABSo/27PdFsTXgQs/s320/Image0464.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328977919641518050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRUlIEKUgI/AAAAAAAABSg/HfTpVtCgcQo/s1600-h/Image0462.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRUlIEKUgI/AAAAAAAABSg/HfTpVtCgcQo/s320/Image0462.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328977255882969602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find this very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRUlFapYJI/AAAAAAAABSY/lV5SA7x5i2Y/s1600-h/Image0461.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRUlFapYJI/AAAAAAAABSY/lV5SA7x5i2Y/s320/Image0461.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328977255171973266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRUkxoVQqI/AAAAAAAABSQ/jkdGkE0F6TU/s1600-h/Image0463.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRUkxoVQqI/AAAAAAAABSQ/jkdGkE0F6TU/s320/Image0463.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328977249860666018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRUko8G4wI/AAAAAAAABSI/_sAqlrCjuVA/s1600-h/Image0459.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRUko8G4wI/AAAAAAAABSI/_sAqlrCjuVA/s320/Image0459.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328977247527691010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRUkWuBVHI/AAAAAAAABSA/YE7Vyd_lNdU/s1600-h/Image0458.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRUkWuBVHI/AAAAAAAABSA/YE7Vyd_lNdU/s320/Image0458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328977242636768370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRPwJMJHbI/AAAAAAAABR4/nzCi0JDEs8g/s1600-h/Image0457.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRPwJMJHbI/AAAAAAAABR4/nzCi0JDEs8g/s320/Image0457.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328971947605302706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRPwDyqBXI/AAAAAAAABRw/NcokAB0_2DU/s1600-h/Image0456.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRPwDyqBXI/AAAAAAAABRw/NcokAB0_2DU/s320/Image0456.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328971946156230002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRPv7FAWpI/AAAAAAAABRo/CzvEYbZ-8DA/s1600-h/Image0455.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRPv7FAWpI/AAAAAAAABRo/CzvEYbZ-8DA/s320/Image0455.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328971943817271954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some sort of creepy plant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRPvwBC7bI/AAAAAAAABRg/wjW08yiNQSM/s1600-h/Image0454.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRPvwBC7bI/AAAAAAAABRg/wjW08yiNQSM/s320/Image0454.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328971940847873458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRPvnj54YI/AAAAAAAABRY/mp7e-msJtYI/s1600-h/Image0453.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRPvnj54YI/AAAAAAAABRY/mp7e-msJtYI/s320/Image0453.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328971938578162050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRPNpdYrAI/AAAAAAAABRQ/Likqqe5zcc4/s1600-h/Image0452.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRPNpdYrAI/AAAAAAAABRQ/Likqqe5zcc4/s320/Image0452.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328971354972138498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bamboo tree. super tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRPNs6YIHI/AAAAAAAABRI/c1fICA77GlA/s1600-h/Image0451.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRPNs6YIHI/AAAAAAAABRI/c1fICA77GlA/s320/Image0451.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328971355899043954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this si what u call technology. haha. ppl r writing it down, but i jus take one pic n all done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRPNVshvbI/AAAAAAAABRA/zm-9PNlwGwo/s1600-h/Image0450.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRPNVshvbI/AAAAAAAABRA/zm-9PNlwGwo/s320/Image0450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328971349666938290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRPNV64x4I/AAAAAAAABQ4/y68mPUxpOUI/s1600-h/Image0449.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRPNV64x4I/AAAAAAAABQ4/y68mPUxpOUI/s320/Image0449.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328971349727168386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRPNNI_r-I/AAAAAAAABQw/Gsh82Tc7ifQ/s1600-h/Image0448.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRPNNI_r-I/AAAAAAAABQw/Gsh82Tc7ifQ/s320/Image0448.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328971347370422242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfROKxijSGI/AAAAAAAABQo/HCLl1ey_zOE/s1600-h/Image0447.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfROKxijSGI/AAAAAAAABQo/HCLl1ey_zOE/s320/Image0447.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328970206090053730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfROKtB-StI/AAAAAAAABQg/ygqI60h-j_w/s1600-h/Image0446.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfROKtB-StI/AAAAAAAABQg/ygqI60h-j_w/s320/Image0446.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328970204879669970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guide.&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfROKsRL0_I/AAAAAAAABQY/gg1ARg9TBCQ/s1600-h/Image0445.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfROKsRL0_I/AAAAAAAABQY/gg1ARg9TBCQ/s320/Image0445.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328970204675036146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peoples.&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfROKU_zidI/AAAAAAAABQQ/gndaEZ-Q-f4/s1600-h/Image0444.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfROKU_zidI/AAAAAAAABQQ/gndaEZ-Q-f4/s320/Image0444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328970198428125650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph!&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfROKMRR2CI/AAAAAAAABQI/bWFVHG4tBgg/s1600-h/Image0443.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfROKMRR2CI/AAAAAAAABQI/bWFVHG4tBgg/s320/Image0443.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328970196085495842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;view.&lt;br 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style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POPS OUT MY MIND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what? i just realise that my blog is already one year old. haha. damn blur weh. n this is my 200th post. wow. is this like some coincidence or something? =X. anyway i just blog out to update this blog. nowadays sorta lazy to update. i no mood lah. haha. mus get inspiration to write out things. and it's not easy to know what to blog. cos i have to think about the things i blog would offend ppl or not. hmm.. anyway today steph in church wore heels! i guess most of church member saw her wearing it but i bet her school fren dunno ryte?? =D. i took some pics out from boredom. haha. here r they.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRD9RKQoYI/AAAAAAAABOY/bKntNMWtiak/s1600-h/Image0493.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRD9RKQoYI/AAAAAAAABOY/bKntNMWtiak/s320/Image0493.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328958978943656322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRD9noVZLI/AAAAAAAABOg/BnIGbxcXJFk/s1600-h/Image0494.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRD9noVZLI/AAAAAAAABOg/BnIGbxcXJFk/s320/Image0494.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328958984975377586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see nicely how did she wear her heels. *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRD9uzsn_I/AAAAAAAABOo/TfSfogT-ZKc/s1600-h/Image0495.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRD9uzsn_I/AAAAAAAABOo/TfSfogT-ZKc/s320/Image0495.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328958986902085618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRD932ifcI/AAAAAAAABOw/M7xWeEOgcnU/s1600-h/Image0496.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRD932ifcI/AAAAAAAABOw/M7xWeEOgcnU/s320/Image0496.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328958989329923522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRD90McbgI/AAAAAAAABO4/xU-wz9wSU9w/s1600-h/Image0497.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRD90McbgI/AAAAAAAABO4/xU-wz9wSU9w/s320/Image0497.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328958988348059138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took some random pictures in tuition, awards day choral speaking presentation and the human puppet(picture is blur) on the easter rally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRHHDEUz5I/AAAAAAAABPA/hIAihG_cbaw/s1600-h/Image0487.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRHHDEUz5I/AAAAAAAABPA/hIAihG_cbaw/s320/Image0487.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328962445494243218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the su/e yins'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRHHPbz8gI/AAAAAAAABPI/lOHfxvVpSEQ/s1600-h/Image0486.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRHHPbz8gI/AAAAAAAABPI/lOHfxvVpSEQ/s320/Image0486.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328962448813978114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;choral speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRHHTCEIgI/AAAAAAAABPQ/uHWzmOUpy2I/s1600-h/Image0480.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRHHTCEIgI/AAAAAAAABPQ/uHWzmOUpy2I/s320/Image0480.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328962449779728898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;human puppet. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and also. the day they introude us our camporama official group which is *drums roll*... australia! here r the committee for this year. u all can check out in rr sel 1 blog too for more info. we practice singing the anthem song too. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRIY2g29AI/AAAAAAAABPY/85X7fyj2K18/s1600-h/Image0474.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRIY2g29AI/AAAAAAAABPY/85X7fyj2K18/s320/Image0474.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328963850873533442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRIZNTpMoI/AAAAAAAABPg/sEbqfCwdLdA/s1600-h/Image0473.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRIZNTpMoI/AAAAAAAABPg/sEbqfCwdLdA/s320/Image0473.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328963856992121474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRIZWzyvWI/AAAAAAAABPo/lZ69Trngz-E/s1600-h/Image0472.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRIZWzyvWI/AAAAAAAABPo/lZ69Trngz-E/s320/Image0472.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328963859542883682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRIZSfWU0I/AAAAAAAABPw/xJz0dgW4NH0/s1600-h/Image0471.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRIZSfWU0I/AAAAAAAABPw/xJz0dgW4NH0/s320/Image0471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328963858383393602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRIZnChE7I/AAAAAAAABP4/JS5fdPdOab8/s1600-h/Image0470.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRIZnChE7I/AAAAAAAABP4/JS5fdPdOab8/s320/Image0470.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328963863899607986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the so called prime minister of australia for camporama!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is our song for 4 days. tell u the truth is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;much more better&lt;/span&gt; than &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;national song&lt;/span&gt;. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/77Uy3je6WDk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/77Uy3je6WDk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;omg! i just found out that they put the video of that game! that touching the cmdr's leg. omg! haha i am in tht video. n the guy's one's r there too. the funniest among all the video. hahaha. if u wan to check out is in this post (http://rrsel1.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html). not only that. the cookarama competition is also already posted up in the blog. haha. nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Hean/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-6.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRK764HTJI/AAAAAAAABQA/A1cPqUbCOlg/s1600-h/2nd+Prize.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SfRK764HTJI/AAAAAAAABQA/A1cPqUbCOlg/s320/2nd+Prize.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328966652363492498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my group's master piece of food. and we won second! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i guess. i will start another post about the frim n fireflies pics all. so wait for updates soon. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;7.50PM&lt;/span&gt;&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/8309316505532329545-7917951376003163258?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/7917951376003163258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=7917951376003163258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-2763467955338440750</id><published>2009-04-17T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:06:01.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hari Kecemerlangan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today was hari kecemerlangan n as usual it's all boring n some lame stuff on going. the vip took like 1 and half hour to come. like wthell? the the speeches all can last super bloody long de. it's like 45 mins to finish up three speeches like hello? who wans to hear u crapping about ur past n watever. i guess around 10 something only they started giving up the prizes. hmm... i aso got lah. but one only sad ryte. lol. elaine sapu all the awards d man. she sapu 7 subjects, got the best student in form 1 n got no 1 in class. i was like omg. elaine oh elaine~ but i very sad aso cos she already transfered school. haihz. no more elaine where we can her any ques n she will know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n aso we went hangout the other day was for her farewell party but..... she had a fever. *sigh*. anyway the events r up till 11 something. actually i wanted to go back right after i took my sister's award but i waited to watch the choral speaking. haha. it was okay lah. the presentation from other ppls r truly boring man. can tidur wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... i guess i will stop here. need to sleep. goshh.. i been waking up early since ytd. tak boleh tahan d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1.02pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-8624361468120425852</id><published>2009-04-10T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T10:39:57.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PICTURES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this wan is one of the game we played in rangers. it's quite funny n i aso played tht game thanks to steph. pfft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd9_XiTEq7I/AAAAAAAABOQ/eLZL5qbN3pc/s1600-h/Image0407.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd9_XiTEq7I/AAAAAAAABOQ/eLZL5qbN3pc/s320/Image0407.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323113326895737778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys part was very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd9_XQ2Mi4I/AAAAAAAABOI/KvgtDNonjnU/s1600-h/Image0406.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd9_XQ2Mi4I/AAAAAAAABOI/KvgtDNonjnU/s320/Image0406.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323113322211216258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cmdr. andrew wanted to hit tht boy i think cos he's pulling his leg's hair. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd9_XP805iI/AAAAAAAABOA/5v0D-ViSzIM/s1600-h/Image0405.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd9_XP805iI/AAAAAAAABOA/5v0D-ViSzIM/s320/Image0405.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323113321970591266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting to guess whose cmdr feet r those. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;this wan is the japanese club thingy i went. i went there cos i wa sone of those dancers. haha. it wa sin one uni. i forget the name. blame me for my forgetfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd9-ZHB2UEI/AAAAAAAABN4/zuMMAACP7yg/s1600-h/Image0428.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd9-ZHB2UEI/AAAAAAAABN4/zuMMAACP7yg/s320/Image0428.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323112254423846978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;they were playing the japanse musical instrument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd9-Y01wQ6I/AAAAAAAABNw/bGfqebkwVSE/s1600-h/Image0427.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd9-Y01wQ6I/AAAAAAAABNw/bGfqebkwVSE/s320/Image0427.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323112249541280674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd9-YhRU-vI/AAAAAAAABNo/lv0vyPcJ674/s1600-h/Image0422.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd9-YhRU-vI/AAAAAAAABNo/lv0vyPcJ674/s320/Image0422.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323112244288223986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the opening ceremony for the event&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd9-YSzHjpI/AAAAAAAABNg/3qafDDOupf0/s1600-h/Image0421.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd9-YSzHjpI/AAAAAAAABNg/3qafDDOupf0/s320/Image0421.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323112240403418770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the title of the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd9-YCkT1eI/AAAAAAAABNY/kSYSh03Oyxc/s1600-h/Image0418.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd9-YCkT1eI/AAAAAAAABNY/kSYSh03Oyxc/s320/Image0418.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323112236046341602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before the event starts. we were cam whoring. emily n me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd99qE5fRRI/AAAAAAAABNQ/3-6FAUTjKtE/s1600-h/Image0417.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd99qE5fRRI/AAAAAAAABNQ/3-6FAUTjKtE/s320/Image0417.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323111446398059794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n hau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd99qBsQNCI/AAAAAAAABNI/_WLhMHaFZFs/s1600-h/Image0416.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd99qBsQNCI/AAAAAAAABNI/_WLhMHaFZFs/s320/Image0416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323111445537240098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheok n me.&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd99p1vCOoI/AAAAAAAABNA/wkkir4Y9glo/s1600-h/Image0413.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd99p1vCOoI/AAAAAAAABNA/wkkir4Y9glo/s320/Image0413.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323111442327681666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea wat they were doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd99p_WETKI/AAAAAAAABM4/wa6mzrGQNCA/s1600-h/Image0412.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd99p_WETKI/AAAAAAAABM4/wa6mzrGQNCA/s320/Image0412.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323111444907314338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this pic a bit cacat.&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd99pqmgKUI/AAAAAAAABMw/xXYdXBh8-nw/s1600-h/Image0411.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd99pqmgKUI/AAAAAAAABMw/xXYdXBh8-nw/s320/Image0411.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323111439339104578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the time we arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;this wan is about the mission trip. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd98iSJYRcI/AAAAAAAABMo/Odyffdmjh08/s1600-h/P1011749.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd98iSJYRcI/AAAAAAAABMo/Odyffdmjh08/s320/P1011749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323110213003789762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this si the guy who got stalked by a grandfather who claims tht the guy in the picture is his grandson. haha. n... n... as known as poggi! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd98iFhgBTI/AAAAAAAABMg/7d_DzBhd_Hk/s1600-h/P1011746.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd98iFhgBTI/AAAAAAAABMg/7d_DzBhd_Hk/s320/P1011746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323110209615299890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the group.&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd98hwoaJDI/AAAAAAAABMY/5_jmZDikCq4/s1600-h/P1011740.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd98hwoaJDI/AAAAAAAABMY/5_jmZDikCq4/s320/P1011740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323110204007130162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leo was performing. they r very creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd98hnZC14I/AAAAAAAABMQ/r6mh7JlfYD4/s1600-h/P1011725.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd98hnZC14I/AAAAAAAABMQ/r6mh7JlfYD4/s320/P1011725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323110201526769538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n shirlynn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd95y0olExI/AAAAAAAABMI/VhU2EHMruVo/s1600-h/P1011717.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd95y0olExI/AAAAAAAABMI/VhU2EHMruVo/s320/P1011717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323107198604481298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;youth service games. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd95yqIe0FI/AAAAAAAABMA/1K6ouxiDanM/s1600-h/P1011708.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd95yqIe0FI/AAAAAAAABMA/1K6ouxiDanM/s320/P1011708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323107195785498706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidewalk sunday/visitation school ppl i met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd95yRSLugI/AAAAAAAABL4/baqlFiVXRb0/s1600-h/P1011703.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd95yRSLugI/AAAAAAAABL4/baqlFiVXRb0/s320/P1011703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323107189115304450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the group that is been punished for losing the game.&lt;br /&gt;p/s: steph is the group ldr. so she was doing there. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd95yH_0yGI/AAAAAAAABLw/1UpySj9dq2U/s1600-h/P1011702.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd95yH_0yGI/AAAAAAAABLw/1UpySj9dq2U/s320/P1011702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323107186622384226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the single ladies. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd95xxf_S5I/AAAAAAAABLo/jyv-xUJXhGY/s1600-h/P1011698.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd95xxf_S5I/AAAAAAAABLo/jyv-xUJXhGY/s320/P1011698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323107180583275410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys. n an drew'sface is so funny. some inside jokes. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd92jDoeOuI/AAAAAAAABLg/M412895H8Bg/s1600-h/P1011672.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd92jDoeOuI/AAAAAAAABLg/M412895H8Bg/s320/P1011672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323103629217774306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the youth cell.&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd92i6pugBI/AAAAAAAABLY/lhPXTV0gH40/s1600-h/P1011671.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd92i6pugBI/AAAAAAAABLY/lhPXTV0gH40/s320/P1011671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323103626807115794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kids. grade 3 i think.&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd92ivn_i4I/AAAAAAAABLQ/nffp2nDgGoE/s1600-h/P1011663.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd92ivn_i4I/AAAAAAAABLQ/nffp2nDgGoE/s320/P1011663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323103623847054210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the kaki tidur in the afternoon. haha. i am one of them too. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd92iYs273I/AAAAAAAABLI/jpzZRlwB-J4/s1600-h/P1011643.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd92iYs273I/AAAAAAAABLI/jpzZRlwB-J4/s320/P1011643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323103617693446002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shirlynn shiok sendiri wearing my specs.&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd92iC6Kl9I/AAAAAAAABLA/xg8uNS7WXyE/s1600-h/P1011632.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd92iC6Kl9I/AAAAAAAABLA/xg8uNS7WXyE/s320/P1011632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323103611843680210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n alex doing some funny faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd91QvV18UI/AAAAAAAABK4/p0VxGQ5jmyA/s1600-h/P1011627.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd91QvV18UI/AAAAAAAABK4/p0VxGQ5jmyA/s320/P1011627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323102215021654338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's scary isn't he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd91Qd5nALI/AAAAAAAABKw/VuRVL7fZJ7U/s1600-h/P1011626.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd91Qd5nALI/AAAAAAAABKw/VuRVL7fZJ7U/s320/P1011626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323102210339831986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this wat we have to hear everynight. car's honk!&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd91QMStqnI/AAAAAAAABKo/33zGQ4CS5mQ/s1600-h/P1011618.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd91QMStqnI/AAAAAAAABKo/33zGQ4CS5mQ/s320/P1011618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323102205613288050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the view of an island we pass by. have no idea what tht island was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd91P02VnKI/AAAAAAAABKg/4By5VFVqUe4/s1600-h/P1011592.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd91P02VnKI/AAAAAAAABKg/4By5VFVqUe4/s320/P1011592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323102199320255650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this looks like we were in the outer space.&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd91PjJIVGI/AAAAAAAABKY/mT4V9IrxCBA/s1600-h/P1011576.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd91PjJIVGI/AAAAAAAABKY/mT4V9IrxCBA/s320/P1011576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323102194567238754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun rise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okay! tht's all the pics i got. anyway there r more. but i am not going to put nonsense stuff here. so tht's for all. time to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: rally is soon n i am going for shattered(forget the spelling)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1.36am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&lt;/span&gt;&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/8309316505532329545-8624361468120425852?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/8624361468120425852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=8624361468120425852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/8624361468120425852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/8624361468120425852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/04/pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sd9_XiTEq7I/AAAAAAAABOQ/eLZL5qbN3pc/s72-c/Image0407.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-5529445523095486638</id><published>2009-04-10T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T09:28:20.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Really....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, exams just over. n ytd was holiday for us. good ryte?? XD. went out wit my sister who jus came back from ns for holidays. she going back to the campsite soon this sunday again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really dissapointed with my exams. haihz.. thinking about it makes me wan to say y am i not smart enough to think how to that question. jeez. i will hate pj exams for life man. n seni. those two r the worse ones i did for my first test. the two bloody c's. gahh! hmm... forget about it. i cant do anything if i did get one c's from that subjects. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i guess i will post all the pics tht i owe to u all to post it up. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;12.24am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-5529445523095486638?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/5529445523095486638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=5529445523095486638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5529445523095486638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5529445523095486638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/04/really.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-7351799715758784135</id><published>2009-04-02T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:35:42.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD OR BAD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, exams r pretty soon coming up. n i didn't even start revising yet. well, i was not satisfied with my first monthly exams cos i didn't manage to maintain my position n dropped 3 positions down. wtheck! better start memorising stuff now or not i can't get back to my position.. mmm... okay i am a abit kia su type now. so y can't i get panic to study for my exams!!! goshh! now i am scared because i am not scared of exams. =.=".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i still miss mission trip till now. haihz. it's been one month plus since i came back now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Hean/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-5.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SdT15yHnO2I/AAAAAAAABKQ/Omjl02yvG8w/s1600-h/2603_58610540966_710825966_1712904_5902950_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SdT15yHnO2I/AAAAAAAABKQ/Omjl02yvG8w/s320/2603_58610540966_710825966_1712904_5902950_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320147432886451042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am already missing the time at there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1.32am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-7351799715758784135?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/7351799715758784135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=7351799715758784135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/7351799715758784135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/7351799715758784135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-or-bad-oh-well-exams-r-pretty-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SdT15yHnO2I/AAAAAAAABKQ/Omjl02yvG8w/s72-c/2603_58610540966_710825966_1712904_5902950_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-1337740525952180820</id><published>2009-03-30T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T10:00:28.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;It's One In 5 Years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erhemmm.... as u know what did i post earlier. here's another post for all of u! i would like to present....... CAMPORAMA!! yeah! it's back after 5 years of waiting. =D. i seriously cant wait for it man! it would be a great fun like what i had when iw as std 3. even though i am young that time but i learn many stuff. haha. good enough ryte?? so peoples there! why don't u come n join us in this rare camps rangers are having? come n rock on this camp dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SdD6LwG00FI/AAAAAAAABKI/59iuc8ScYsE/s1600-h/Poster2_WebVersion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SdD6LwG00FI/AAAAAAAABKI/59iuc8ScYsE/s320/Poster2_WebVersion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319026239723589714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SdD6LjcNzgI/AAAAAAAABKA/k_bdRzcTjdw/s1600-h/img_invit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SdD6LjcNzgI/AAAAAAAABKA/k_bdRzcTjdw/s320/img_invit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319026236323646978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;more info go to the camporama web which is www.comporama09.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;12.57am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Hean/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Hean/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-1337740525952180820?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/1337740525952180820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=1337740525952180820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/1337740525952180820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/1337740525952180820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-one-in-5-years-erhemmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SdD6LwG00FI/AAAAAAAABKI/59iuc8ScYsE/s72-c/Poster2_WebVersion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-3468215903730356649</id><published>2009-03-30T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T09:43:15.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What Happened In Class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, well, i was suppose to blog it like one week ago but due to my laziness i didn't manage to blog it. but... i think now i will post it or not frens will ask me update. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... it all happens on monday, when geografi period. teacher was telling us about smoking can make our lungs get black n stuff. so teacher ask:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pn. Lim: apa yang akan terjadi sekiranya wanita yang mengandung merokok? apa wang akan jadi pada bayinya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabu : bayi akan menjadi hitam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!! when sabu told that pn Lim was like apa??? bayi akan menjadi hitam!?!? then the whole class laugh. haha. sabu u can make the whole class awake man. good timing of jokes on that time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then later on, we got civic. the most unwanted person u wan to see of all ur life as a student came to teach. oh well, what can u u do when she will teach u for one whole freaking year of civic. it would be like BORING! but on that day something stupid n funny happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, teacher was explaining the story from chapter 3. *forgets the story title*. so she ask us one question(fyi, she hate no response class if some of u never had her as ur teacher and well, that particular question we had no idea what to answer. so she said if we din give her at least 5 pendapat the prefects cant go out for their reccess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, some of us raise our hands n answer some nonsense answer. haha. then i raised up my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : cikgu, letak racun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pn. nooralizah: bagaimana hendak letak racun sekiranya ia serang kamu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: er..... *speechless*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pn. nooralizah: *repeats the same question to me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one girl in my class: cikgu letak sajalah. campak kat dalam sungai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another girl : cikgu letak bom dalam sungai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole class laughed when we heard that. teacher aso speechless that time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats, all i can say about the fun we had last monday. haha. i going to post another later. so hold on. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;12.39am&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/8309316505532329545-3468215903730356649?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/3468215903730356649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=3468215903730356649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3468215903730356649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3468215903730356649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-happens-in-class.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-2595498612306621003</id><published>2009-03-21T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T09:24:59.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GIVE ME A BREAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey ppls. i know u all been asking what, where and when is this blogger gonna blog soon. well, i am just back from the frim n fire flies. so yeah! give me some days to rest before i got the energy/inspiration/semangat to post about it. hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-2595498612306621003?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/2595498612306621003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=2595498612306621003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2595498612306621003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2595498612306621003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/03/give-me-break-hey-ppls.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-5769616090358270903</id><published>2009-03-16T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T10:00:47.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First hangout of the year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yesterday, we had our first hangout of the year! =D. well, we did this hangout actually for someone. but it seems like there r some problem occured in the last minute so she din came. haihz. so sad. anyway! we had a great fun there! =). we went had our lunch in kenny rogers. dunno why they wan to had that. anyway it was quite fun. cos we saw some guy was eating his mufin using his fork. we was laughing seeing him doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, mel had officially become our kak for the day. haha. she handle the bill for us, instruting us how much we're suppose to pay. haha. later on, we headed to the cinema to get the tickets for marley&amp;amp;me. n guess wat?!!? they bought 8 tickets when they r only 7 of us watching. so well, we wasted 1 ticket. haihz. after that, we headed to popular. n guess wat! elza n emily went there n bought a ruler! A RULER! i was like swt. of all things u wan to buy u bought a ruler. haha. went there bought something for someone. =D. n they quickly paid off all the stuff they wanted to get n rushed to the cinema. well, we're kinda late cos we liger too long in the popular n bought some stuff in the food beverage in cinema. rushed in to the cinema n took our seat n watched the movi. well, the movie was funny n touching. some of them cried but i didn't le. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, when we're out, some of them started talking about wat happen in the cinema which is a guy did some weird sound like they're farting. LOL. but err... i forget who said it was his phone doing it. n they laughed at the last scene of the show. which makes me curious y. haha. then, they head to big apple n bought food there. apparently, aly spend us there. haha. after a while we walked there. we sat down. while some of them went to padini or brands new outlet. we actually planed to do something else when the others went to padini. haha. well, it was a great embarassment there. cos we're eating doughnats liem a 5 year old kid. haha. n we DON EVEN KNOW HOW TO CLOSE THE BOX AFTER TAKING OUT SOME DOUGHNATS. haha. aly aso tercut one of the doughnat when we wanted to close the box. so we was like laughing n closing n eating doughnat. it was a so funny tht we cant even finish our doughnats in 3 minutes. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went oilet n clean our hands, aly n shwu ling did some really random stuff. like walking/ glidding right n left. then we all started doing it n taking videos there. haha. it was so funny especially when we pass thought some swimming suit shop n aly asked us some really random stuff about it. we laughed nonstop till mel called us to meet down at starbucks. we went to find them n while we went there, we did really stupid things.  like racing who get to reach first at some area. n ppl was like staring at us. so we was like u care wat we doing izzit. =X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, emily went b buy stuff. i followed her. then, she went back. left me, mel n shwu ling. well, they 're following me back so they had to be with me. haha. so we sat down one corner n we started cricising on some lala's girls n guys clothes n slippers all. then, they start some conversation n we kept laughing. after that, we went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, the hangout was really fun n funny. haha. it seems like the main character to appear din had a chance to enjoy wit us. =(. anyway we will plan it one day again! hehe. i cant wait for tml's hangout wit church members/ tuition frens. =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: shwu ling i am waiting for the video. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;12.57am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha-&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/8309316505532329545-5769616090358270903?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/5769616090358270903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=5769616090358270903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last Day Of School Before Holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. there's quite many stuff that was so funny. i still couldn't stop thinking about it man. especially the "stalker". hahahaha. i had fun time wit jadey n jynwaye just now chatting all. still couldn't stop laughing at it. =X. btw, mel today is aso a little horny. hahaha. then, in class we started to get all horny of course. ahha. it's an inside joke. =P. tuition aso i think we got a little horny again. but without mel in. she din go for delta. too bad right. =(. hmm... there's always something that is bad throughtout the whole happy things going on. but i cant really tell here. it's very sad to tell. *tssk tssk*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i am so glad that melly at last posted the pics from the mission trip. haha. i just realise how many unrealised pic tht she took of me. haha. kinda embarassing n funny though. anyway i am halfway tagging through it. so if u all wna check out go ahead. =D. n melly! i hope u don mind me tagging the pics yeah!!! so sry if u feel annoyed or something. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1.24am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-8818769266516770663?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/8818769266516770663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=8818769266516770663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/8818769266516770663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/8818769266516770663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-day-of-school-before-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-3243250553021523531</id><published>2009-03-09T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T10:17:37.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tagged By Cheryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. 5 things u loved the most ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Books!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Phone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;TV!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Computer &amp;amp; Internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. 5 things u hate the most ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Studying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Forced to do something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Insects(It's disgusting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Annoying/irritating ppls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;LOA ppls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3 . 5 things beside u ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Novel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;CDs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. 5 babes u love the most ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Myself. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Frens!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;maybe my sisters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ppls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;humans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. 5 things u need the most ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;God in my heart. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Money, money, money!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some peace of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Truthful&lt;/span&gt; frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Stop with all the politic stuff on going. (it's annoying hearing it over n over again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;6 . tag 5 ppl ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Goh Guat Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sabu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Evelyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alicea&lt;br /&gt;Elana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1.14am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&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/8309316505532329545-3243250553021523531?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/3243250553021523531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=3243250553021523531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3243250553021523531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3243250553021523531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/03/tagged-by-cheryl-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-5896382737184125908</id><published>2009-03-08T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T09:56:24.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAGGED BY SABU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SbPzhqrXj7I/AAAAAAAABJ4/CsrmWgL7TIc/s1600-h/20090305_anycall4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SbPzhqrXj7I/AAAAAAAABJ4/CsrmWgL7TIc/s320/20090305_anycall4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310856145317367730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Good Friend : Vanessa Lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Slow One : Cheok Wei Ann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pimp : Evelyn Chung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Good Little Church Girl : Apple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shy One : Ding Wer Nie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The One That Always Swear : Goh Guat Ying! (kadavale!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grumpy One : Sabu. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The One That Always Get Hurt : Lim Jie Jing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The One Thats Up To No Good: S-T-E-P-H-A-N-I-E O-N-G. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jock :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The One With The Bad Memory : Vanessa Lim. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Geek : Elaine Tan!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Innocent One : Kiddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Goodie Two Shoes : Melody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Drama Queen : Alycia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lazy Wan : MEEE!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gangster : Shwu Ling. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Stylish One : Goh Lee Shar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Flirt : Sabrina Tew &amp;amp; Goh Lee Shar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tiny Dangerous One :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tower : Aemielia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The One With All The Gossip : can i list them all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ladies Man : Alex. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The One You Can Depend On : Goh Guat Ying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Annoying One : *erhemmm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cutie Pie :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Princess : Babashini. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Funny Guy : Bryan Ong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The One That's Always Hungry : STEPHANIE ONG SU YIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag:&lt;br /&gt;1) Goh Guat ying&lt;br /&gt;2)Matthew&lt;br /&gt;3)Bryan Ong&lt;br /&gt;4)Lilian&lt;br /&gt;5)Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;6)Alicea&lt;br /&gt;7)Elana&lt;br /&gt;8)Joey Lai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;12.53am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha-&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/8309316505532329545-5896382737184125908?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/5896382737184125908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=5896382737184125908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5896382737184125908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/5896382737184125908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/03/tagged-by-sabu-good-friend-vanessa-lim.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SbPzhqrXj7I/AAAAAAAABJ4/CsrmWgL7TIc/s72-c/20090305_anycall4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-8952237949762216727</id><published>2009-03-07T09:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T09:14:50.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tagged By Evelyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tag/pass you is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evelyn Seng&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My pet sister. =D. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your five impression of her/him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;funny, friendly, blur(haha jk), &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never heard her scold ppl(haha), n another is up to u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing she/he had done for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never scold me when i did mistakes. =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing she/he had said to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i like to disturb u. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover you will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jump off the building. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If she/he become your lover, thing she/he has to improve is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u ask her future boyfriend not me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If she/he becomes ur enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha. she never be tht bad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how on earth would i know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for her/him now is?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;meeting her again! long time no see d.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of her/him?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;loving kid. =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you think ppl around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i have no idea. i am not a mind reader or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;i have to think about this. haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, the characters you hate of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;gets very blur easily.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;i don't think of anyone i wanna be. LOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. For the person who care and like you, say something to them?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;LOVE YA TOO! =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wished to know how they feel about you.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1) Cheryl&lt;br /&gt; 2) Sabu(Sabrina)&lt;br /&gt; 3) Goh Guat Ying&lt;br /&gt; 4) Lilian&lt;br /&gt; 5) Kiki(Jo Lin)&lt;br /&gt; 6) Jynwaye&lt;br /&gt; 7) Elana&lt;br /&gt; 8) Yoke Pei&lt;br /&gt; 9) Shirlynn&lt;br /&gt; 10) Zie(Hazieqah)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is No. 6 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;errr.... all i know is she's obsses wit the american idol guy. forgotten the name. haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is No.9 a female or a male?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Female. does her name sounded like a male?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If No. 7 and No. 10 are together, will that be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i donm know. they don't even know each other. LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is No.2 studying about?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school teaching wat we study lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When was the last time you had a chat with No.3?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Just now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What kind of music band does No.8 likes?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;errr... Coldplay n Fallout Boys. if i am not mistaken. haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Does No.1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;well, i don't think so.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Will you woo No.3?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;yerr. i die aso don wan do tht. *vomit blood*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How about No.7?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;haha.. if i do tht she will freak out. hahaaha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Is No.4 single?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;well, she is i guess. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is the surname of No. 5?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Whats the hobby of No.10?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;talking about BOF. n korean stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Does No.5 and No. 9 get along well with each other??&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;well, i don know they know each other or not even though they r the same school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Where's No.2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt; wit me. we 're classmates kay. =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. talk something casually bout No. 1&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;she's funny. =P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you try developing feelings for no.6?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;tht would never happen. i am not a les or wtv. =.=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Where does no. 9 live at?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;errr..... andalas or sentosa ah? crap i forget d. haha. all i know is an ulu place. hahha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What colour does No. 4 like?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;huh? i don know wor. sry ah. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Are no.5 and no.1 best fren?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;they don even know each other how to be best fren. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;haha. well, she is. =P. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What is No.6 doing now?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: sry i am suppose to post this like long ago. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1.10am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-8952237949762216727?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/8952237949762216727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=8952237949762216727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/8952237949762216727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/8952237949762216727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/03/tagged-by-evelyn-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-6060081587056116875</id><published>2009-02-28T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T09:28:44.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday Girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want to say is happy birthday fren! =D.&lt;br /&gt;u getting older d. so be happy with it. =P&lt;br /&gt;may God bless u in everything u do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SalzhmN6L_I/AAAAAAAABJo/op8vdAJ-3WM/s1600-h/P1010940.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SalzhmN6L_I/AAAAAAAABJo/op8vdAJ-3WM/s320/P1010940.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307900656864604146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bengang pic of hau. hahahahhha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1.25AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-NATASHA-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-6060081587056116875?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/6060081587056116875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=6060081587056116875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/6060081587056116875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/6060081587056116875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-girl-all-i-want-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SalzhmN6L_I/AAAAAAAABJo/op8vdAJ-3WM/s72-c/P1010940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-3273256588906656839</id><published>2009-02-28T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T03:18:36.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Random-ing.(steph's nonsense)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SakcsWb8iNI/AAAAAAAABJg/zC1-kLQfDmQ/s1600-h/P1011758.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SakcsWb8iNI/AAAAAAAABJg/zC1-kLQfDmQ/s320/P1011758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307805184095455442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the way she sleeps... isn't it 'awesome'?&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SakbbF7IL9I/AAAAAAAABJY/uHSZxdLhlLY/s1600-h/P1011735.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SakbbF7IL9I/AAAAAAAABJY/uHSZxdLhlLY/s320/P1011735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307803788093435858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph says : STAY AWAY FROM MY FOOD OR ELSE..&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sakba_C15oI/AAAAAAAABJQ/IcM-xoU-SOg/s1600-h/P1011629.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/Sakba_C15oI/AAAAAAAABJQ/IcM-xoU-SOg/s320/P1011629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307803786246743682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph and her 'mummy'&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SakbaijVzmI/AAAAAAAABJI/10zbHlc94TE/s1600-h/P1011628.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SakbaijVzmI/AAAAAAAABJI/10zbHlc94TE/s320/P1011628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307803778598424162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like mother like 'son'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SakbaUAoN2I/AAAAAAAABJA/JqVGSdhiX8s/s1600-h/P1011607.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SakbaUAoN2I/AAAAAAAABJA/JqVGSdhiX8s/s320/P1011607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307803774694733666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph's big brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SakbabfZ6uI/AAAAAAAABI4/y60MjCXtvZ8/s1600-h/P1011588.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SakbabfZ6uI/AAAAAAAABI4/y60MjCXtvZ8/s320/P1011588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307803776702868194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errrrr....lol???&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SakZ_GFvVuI/AAAAAAAABIw/0_YoK-fa9Jk/s1600-h/P1011587.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SakZ_GFvVuI/AAAAAAAABIw/0_YoK-fa9Jk/s320/P1011587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307802207589979874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SakZ-3WpqOI/AAAAAAAABIo/w1Qab_JPD1w/s1600-h/P1011585.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SakZ-3WpqOI/AAAAAAAABIo/w1Qab_JPD1w/s320/P1011585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307802203634378978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph is lookin at the air con and smillin at it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SakZ-oYv99I/AAAAAAAABIg/ImDNBcM_1dg/s1600-h/P1011584.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SakZ-oYv99I/AAAAAAAABIg/ImDNBcM_1dg/s320/P1011584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307802199616649170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you see the chewing gum in her mouth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SakZ-SalMxI/AAAAAAAABIY/twTHLv0y6B8/s1600-h/P1011579.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SakZ-SalMxI/AAAAAAAABIY/twTHLv0y6B8/s320/P1011579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307802193718752018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaky way of sleepin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SakZ-fnZL6I/AAAAAAAABIQ/tm89auz2jTg/s1600-h/P1011578.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SakZ-fnZL6I/AAAAAAAABIQ/tm89auz2jTg/s320/P1011578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307802197262151586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;candid shot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ps: this is all the pics from the mission trip. there r more. so u wait till i had the time to post. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;7.15PM&lt;br /&gt;-NATASHA-&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/8309316505532329545-3273256588906656839?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/3273256588906656839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=3273256588906656839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3273256588906656839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3273256588906656839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/02/random-ing.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SakcsWb8iNI/AAAAAAAABJg/zC1-kLQfDmQ/s72-c/P1011758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-7166921299433621904</id><published>2009-02-19T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T05:34:50.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Later On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! i am back like 2 days ago from mission trip. =). anyway guys! i miss u all there. gahhh! anyway sry if i din really update due to so many homework after coming back to school. *cries*. well, today i didn't plan to blog about the mission trip yet. well, i do that later i guess. =D. oh ya! jus now the phillipines peoples all called me. goshh! i really love them. they all wish me regards n say they miss me. =). miss u guys too. how nice if u all can come malaysia n stay with us. *tssk tssk*. anyway i almost cried just now when they called me. haha. tears of joy. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to forget exam is coming pretty soon. like next week! *cries again* i din even start studying yet. this time the exam i don't know i can maintain my position. or the goh guat sure will cut me again. *dang!*. lol. anyway school is just back as normal. quite many stuff going on. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... tell ya the truth when i came back from phillipines i was kinda emo for the whole day. i don't feel like talking to anyone at home. well, i cried a little bit thinking about the time i stay n enjoy in phillipines. hmm.. but now i am okay with it. ahha. and aso. i went to tuition on the ay i came back from phillipines. rajin ryte? i know i am. hahhahahah. talk to my buddies all. jus like a normal day i had in malaysia. anyway i still miss them all! phillipines! the trip that i can't forget. and i would never forget. =). hope to see them again next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SZ1frw7oAfI/AAAAAAAABIA/uVivr6yDtLI/s1600-h/P1011745.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SZ1frw7oAfI/AAAAAAAABIA/uVivr6yDtLI/s320/P1011745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304501141586313714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arianne and roann =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;9.32PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-NATASHA-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8309316505532329545-7166921299433621904?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/7166921299433621904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=7166921299433621904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/7166921299433621904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/7166921299433621904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/02/later-on-yeah-i-am-back-like-2-days-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SZ1frw7oAfI/AAAAAAAABIA/uVivr6yDtLI/s72-c/P1011745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-6593957631513339135</id><published>2009-02-09T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T10:59:51.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mission Trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... yeah! so mission trip has finally come. well, i am eager to go there. hmm. kay i was up quite early. so now i am waiting for my uncle to fetch me. =D. so yeah ppls. i gonna miss all of u here, even my bed, food, sleeping n many more! i really love them loads especially to sioe fei, evelyn, shwu ling, sabu, mel n many more greet me for safe journey n stuff. =). i really does have good friends. hehe. kay tht's for all now. i will come back next tuesday n am ready to blog about mission trip. so catch with me later on peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;2.57AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-NATASHA&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/8309316505532329545-6593957631513339135?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/6593957631513339135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=6593957631513339135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/6593957631513339135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/6593957631513339135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/02/mission-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-6677562051663094493</id><published>2009-02-09T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T02:25:06.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;TAGGED BY ZIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SZACKvdl5_I/AAAAAAAABH4/C43y8OtvP2o/s1600-h/Image0401.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SZACKvdl5_I/AAAAAAAABH4/C43y8OtvP2o/s320/Image0401.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300739144977606642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhh! i looks so weird. so jus ignore this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Take a picture of yourself right now.&lt;br /&gt;2. Don' change your clothes, don't fix your hair. Just take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;3. Post the Photo with NO EDITING&lt;br /&gt;4. Post these instructions wit your photo.&lt;br /&gt;5. Tag 5 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Goh Guat Ying&lt;br /&gt;-Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;-Lilian&lt;br /&gt;-Matthew&lt;br /&gt;-Ying2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;6.20PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-NATASHA-&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/8309316505532329545-6677562051663094493?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/6677562051663094493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=6677562051663094493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-842392113816861456</id><published>2009-02-05T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T08:54:07.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>well, it's a new month again. n i din post anything up for the month. but i have no idea what to post actually. let's see, school is back n well a lot of homework weren't done. typical of us doing in the last minute. haha. oh ya! n i am so happy that pn. theresa not teaching us for the whole week cos of the ping pong competition. so yay! i hate her when she likes to pick on me n my frens. just because of something. geez. n aso mr ong not teaching us. yeah!!! no need to hear his same old words when he's teaching especially this sentence "u take this plus/minus/time/divide this, u get this. then u take this down!". i guess u wont get what i mean because u must see the way he talk those words. goodness, with all the slengh. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. not to forget.. i will be going for the mission trip. =D. in philliphines with steph, shirlynn, melody n many more. haha. cant wait. =). going to ponteng school for the whole week! =P. and one thing i hope is my class steacher wont tell the whole class about it but i know she will. she seriously need to shut her mouth up n stop telling to everyone. arghhh! i n my fren kena d. goshhh... make me hate her more. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea... not to forget about the "no bad words" game we play two days ago. omg. i tell the word like 4-5 times. n each word u say mus pay 20 cents. anyway, we din pay aso. haha. we plan of playing the "lah" game. but it seems we forget d. n i don wan to play either. sure say so many time wan. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i think i will stop till here. need some sleep. =D. nites peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;12.51AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-NATASHA&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/8309316505532329545-842392113816861456?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/842392113816861456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=842392113816861456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/842392113816861456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/842392113816861456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/02/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-2605269054939598592</id><published>2009-01-31T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T02:52:22.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just back from the sleepover n party in eve's house n also elza's house for her birthday party. it was a nice time there. spending. =D. i would like u say thank you very much to eve n shirlynn! hehe. anyway, i din really take pics so there wont be any pic again. hmmm... i guess i will summarise a little about the the party there. went to my couz house at 11.30+. we talked n borrow books from her. hehe. her house can be a mini library so many books there. i borrow like 6 books. lol. i did better read fast. haha. then, we watched some funny video that r these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IDtdQ8bTvRc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IDtdQ8bTvRc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EvIoQ_T6Eeg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EvIoQ_T6Eeg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we talk talk n play blackjack. around 3.45 i went home. n i rush to get ready for eve's party. haha. alex came n pick me up. was suppose to meet in the ktm. but he came my house. haha. so we went all the way there. =D. talked with sam shim. n we reached in eve's house like 5.45. we talked n wait for ppl to come. quite many ppl came for the party like, vanessa, samantha shim, nicholas, bryan, joshua, matthew tan, lilian, lynnette, yoke pei, alex, poh leong, josiah, amanda, brandon n etc. we play firecrackers too n ate dinner. n they play blackjack n in between. i play a while then i i din play d. then, one by one all go back. oni left me, van, alex, joshua, matthew, brandon, jonathan kok who is sleeping overnight at eve's house. ehhe. we had so much fun there. alex aso cooked food for us. he cook chicken herbs or something like tht which tastes very good. hehe. so yea! thx to alex for fetching me n cook a good food. ngek ngek. n we talk talk. tht time was like 3am something n we talk all the way till 5am. oh yea... halfway talking i went up n had a bathe. so when i go down ask for eve's/shirlynn's comb cos i forget to bring. lol. n they off all the light d. so had to walk the stairs without light. when i was walking down, i miss one step. =.=". so i fell a little but in a standing position. at first i thought i din see the steps. but then later i went up n came down again, brandon at there aso to check out i am okay. well, i cant find their comb. so i was like aiyah don wan comb d. so i on the way down, he ask me to walk the other way. but i din. so i see the steps carefully. but i miss the same step again. n this time i really fall. =.=". then i was like, .... i tot that was the ground end of the first flight. mana tahu got another one more i miss. then, brandon was like eh, y the the last steps like the same colour as the down there wan. no wonder she keep falling. lol. went down n sleep between eve n jon. then, they talk talk. n some of us went sleeping d. but eve n joshua cant stop talking n doin nonsense there. could hardly sleep aso de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even jon was like eh shut up lah. ahha. they all talk n make all nonsense stuff make me cannot sleep aso. so i join them. haha.  we talk till 6.30 am. then, the maid came down n make breakfast. well, we make ours too cos we 're hungry i guess. but i am hungry tht time lol. we cook french toast. after we eat d. we walk n talk. quite fun. after that we went n sleep. some stuff happen though. lazy to explain. then, wake up at 10 something talk again. we keep waking jon n alex who is a true sleeping pigs. haha. after that, they talk again. n i went home around 12 something. so yeah. quite tiring. slept like 3 hours only. gosh... then after that i got steamboat at my aunt's house. i lagi wan die go there. half death there. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh... so that's all the updates i can post. so holis r going to over soon. so better get ready for school ppls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;6.40PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-NATASHA-&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/8309316505532329545-2605269054939598592?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/2605269054939598592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=2605269054939598592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2605269054939598592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/2605269054939598592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/01/party-i-was-just-back-from-sleepover-n.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-8067890186433459286</id><published>2009-01-26T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T09:58:32.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing In Particular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, first day of cny always the boring part. visit my uncle/auties all. good thing they don ask the same old thing they ask every year. first of all, woke up at.... er.... like 10.30? watch tv n slacking off in the sofa n in front of the tv is the nice thing to do. =P. then, as usual, first house my uncle's house. every year aso open. haha. get ang pows n eat lunch there. haha. k that was like the first time i din sms to anyone on the first day. bahhh. first reason, no credit. =.-". k even if i smsed i think that was like an invitation for me to come for open house n party. second, i use my mum's phone to sms ppl. smart ryte. it seems like i am having 2 numbers now. hahahha. well, i guess all the maxis users fren i got, i will use my mum's phone to sms since it's like there r free smses. ngek ngek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wookay i guess this year what i really did in ppls houses r reading storybooks. like hello? what else i can do there. i forget to bring my earplugs too. sial betul. lol. anyway, the book was really good. i seriously din easily get distrated from ppl who r talking very loud(normal ppls) when i read this book. hehe. seriously have to thank elza, my couzin! =D. n..... her birthday is up too. this friday. just thought of something to buy for her. hehez. okay. this reminds me, josiah's wan is up too. kay, *mind totally blank*. lolz. have to think again. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! n i went to my babysitter house too. n i just know that she rears a dog! goodness, it is so adorable. my babysitter say it's the real type kind of dogbut i don't know wat sort. lol. sorry, i don know much about dogs. haha. it's so cute! goshhh! especially when he's eating the medicine which was biting one stick. haha. how nice if my mum would keep one. but..... that would never happen. haihz. sad thing. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SX34uiHltKI/AAAAAAAABHo/Sxsk3htaVW8/s1600-h/Image0394.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SX34uiHltKI/AAAAAAAABHo/Sxsk3htaVW8/s320/Image0394.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295662215173878946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owww... it's adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a7438e6a6b1f9d49" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da7438e6a6b1f9d49%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330359894%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1F854379EEB4B31AF85423D9C73A04C4DFF9D4A6.9685E46981BEF2B69BAD65D192BB6923CA2B4FB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da7438e6a6b1f9d49%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUuCKVkX34fElml-TsD67MCD1CJo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da7438e6a6b1f9d49%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330359894%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1F854379EEB4B31AF85423D9C73A04C4DFF9D4A6.9685E46981BEF2B69BAD65D192BB6923CA2B4FB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da7438e6a6b1f9d49%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUuCKVkX34fElml-TsD67MCD1CJo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n aso, when i went visiting one of my aunty, i saw these cute ang mor twins! goshhh! i am seeing so many cute stuff. XD. well, i just know that they are from canada. and not related to me lah. is my aunt's husband side wan. hehe. oh yea, they r quite shy n tired to take pic wit us, yeah... i just took one fast shot how they looks like. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SX33Juf4QWI/AAAAAAAABHg/RyRY0WFRNtc/s1600-h/Image0373.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/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SX33Juf4QWI/AAAAAAAABHg/RyRY0WFRNtc/s320/Image0373.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295660483330195810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess it's all for today. needa get some rest now. nites ppl! enjoy cny! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1.47AM&lt;br /&gt;-NATASHA-&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/8309316505532329545-8067890186433459286?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a7438e6a6b1f9d49&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/8067890186433459286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=8067890186433459286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/8067890186433459286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/8067890186433459286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/01/nothing-in-particular.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SX34uiHltKI/AAAAAAAABHo/Sxsk3htaVW8/s72-c/Image0394.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-3636312759066733728</id><published>2009-01-25T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T01:53:01.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Funny Video From Jo Lin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3d3f501c84fd3cc6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3d3f501c84fd3cc6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330359894%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D46E18424A1C642D66FFCEFD11CFEB5AB70D7AEDE.2F29DD74AA8EF5626F822B36F9BF4AA62E7F9D01%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3d3f501c84fd3cc6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKZwN4d7gPPquYeaMaxfyDu0OEqU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3d3f501c84fd3cc6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330359894%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D46E18424A1C642D66FFCEFD11CFEB5AB70D7AEDE.2F29DD74AA8EF5626F822B36F9BF4AA62E7F9D01%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3d3f501c84fd3cc6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKZwN4d7gPPquYeaMaxfyDu0OEqU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this video... jo lin ask me to watch. n watch lah. n i found it very lame. usual of her being lame again. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;5.50pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-natasha&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/8309316505532329545-3636312759066733728?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3d3f501c84fd3cc6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/3636312759066733728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=3636312759066733728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3636312759066733728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3636312759066733728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/01/funny-video-from-jo-lin.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-7971082788412282742</id><published>2009-01-24T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T22:47:38.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CNY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! cny is tomorrow. well, like wat everyone likes is ang pow! weehhheeee! $$$$. k i know i am being lame all over. haha. kay, first of all i like to wish everyone Happy Chinese New Year to everyone. =D. n aso, merentas desa on friday they say tht the form 2 top three is all from 2 H which is my class. wah seh. i damn bangga wit them. to pavithra, amalina, n sabu!!!! haha. i think next week teacher sure going to say something wan just wait n see le. anyway, i din manage to go for the merentas desa on friday... haihz. mum don let. issshhhh... just because of tuition. =.=".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n aso, we 're going for the mission trip in three weeks time. wow, time really fly fast. so yeah, quite eager to go there. n aso, hopefully i can act nicely in the skit. i keep doing mistakes. haihz. well, steph! u better wear a real knee pad not ur so called ones. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;2.45PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-NATASHA-&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/8309316505532329545-7971082788412282742?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/7971082788412282742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=7971082788412282742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/7971082788412282742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/7971082788412282742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny-yeah-cny-is-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309316505532329545.post-3705174051910914608</id><published>2009-01-17T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T08:54:42.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schools On Saturday May Be A Fun Time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today.. okay yesterday. lol. i went to school. was actually lazy but had to go cos i din hantar the surat yet to the teacher. well, i went to find pn kamsina to pass my letter. she ask me go find pn. nara. when i find her. she ask me to go find mr ong to sign the paper. i was like wat the!!??!! well, practically, he was in my class earlier like 1 hour. n i went finding for the teachers after his class. so i malas wan go find him lah. then, i ask pn fazilah help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: cikgu, boleh tak tolong saya hantar surat ini kepada encik ong. saya malas nak pergi cari dia lah. tadi saya dah jumpa dua orang guru dan dia juga datang dalam kelas. saya tak tau kena bagi surat ini kat dia, kak(then i was like wat the heck am i calling her).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n well, shwu ling was aso there. she heard wat i say n look at me n we laughed together. haha. laughing at myself aso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: (continueing) so kak(again another mistake in calling teacher. shwu ling laugh again but i tahan lah. cos i need to tell teacher but she said something before i could say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pn fazilah: awak ni ingat saya sangat muda lagi ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: tak lah cikgu. saya tersalah cakap. haha. so, cikgu boleh tolong bagi kan? saya malas nak cari  mr ong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pn. fazilah: bolehh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shwu ling: eh y u keep calling teacher kak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pn fazilah: dia ingat saya masih muda lagi. *smilling *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shwu ling: ya cikgu. cikgu masih muda lagi. itulah dia panggil cikgu kak. (laughing again) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: lol.. no lah... i say wrong word cos....... cannot tell here lah. i tell u later oni. after if i say sure teacher .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we went back to our place. melody come n sit wit us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shwu ling: so why u keep calling her kak? u sot ah?(idk she got say tht to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: no lah. i am too fond of speaking malay language and calling her kak to the part time maid. so when i talk malay like got influence le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melody: eh, eh! i aso like tht k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we chat some stuff. and shwu ling decided wanted to chat together wit teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shwu ling: cikgu! boleh makan sekarang tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pn fazilah: *looking at her watch* eh, tunggu 5 minit lagi loceng dah bunyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shwu ling: cikgu saya tak boleh tahanlah dah nak mati ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ya lah cikgu dah nak mati kelaparan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pn fazilah: 5 minit tunggu tak lama sangat lah. takkan mati punya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shwu ling: siapa cakap tak boleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ya lah. siapa cakap tak boleh. cikgu, tahu tak setiap minit kita lapar usia kita untuk hidup berkurangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n shwu ling laughing. teacher aso there smilling there. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pn fazilah: so awak nak saya tolong hantarkan surat ini kepada abang ong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *shakes head. then oni i realise wat she says.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both of us laughing like mad again. teacher aso laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shwu ling: *laughing n talking* cikgu kenapa panggil dia abang. sangat kelakar tahu tak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pn fazilah: kan dia panggil saya kak. saya pun panggil mr ong abang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we both laugh again. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, rehat n all over. after school, we went finding for tht teacher again. and we found her in the pejabat. when we walk close to her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pn fazilah: apa? nak jumpa cik ........?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shwu ling: tak lah cikgu. nak jumpa kamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ya cikgu. cikgu dah hantar surat tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pn fazilah: ya, dah bagi kat mr ong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: dia dah sian dan bagi kat pn nara tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pn fazilah: dia cakap pelajar tak bagi sendiri .......(cant rmb wat she say)....... saya tak mau sain. so saya cakap, pelajar malu nak bagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: cikgu saya mana ada malu. *showing the zzzzz face*. saya dah cakap kan saya malas nak pergi jumpa dia. dia kat dalam kelas saya 1 jam. lepas itu, saya kena jumpa dia ke. malas lah. kena cari di seluruh sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we talk wit teacher n laughing there all. haha. i seriously likes tht kh teacher lah. the way she talk so funny! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, guess i will stop here for now. so bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;12.52AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-NATASHA-&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/8309316505532329545-3705174051910914608?l=natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/feeds/3705174051910914608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8309316505532329545&amp;postID=3705174051910914608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3705174051910914608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8309316505532329545/posts/default/3705174051910914608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasha-belive-it-or-not.blogspot.com/2009/01/schools-on-saturday-may-be-fun-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17586627143404702701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppUFeCwhSCA/SyCUfQism0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ppc1ot_sjWw/S220/Image0793.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
