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<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><title>=-this my shit-=</title><link>http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/</link><atom:link xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/feed/rss2/posts/"/><description>I'm so forlorn!!! I feel like a hatchling of a platypus' egg...</description><language>en-US</language><generator>MokoFeed</generator><ttl>10</ttl><image><title>=-this my shit-=</title><link>http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/54/ca576fa05c2a01d0d408ff5a78e3a7_160x200.jpg</url></image><item><title>Cross with all of them</title><link>http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/2005/10/02/cross_with_all_of_them~211959/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk,2005-10-02:/2005/10/02/cross_with_all_of_them~211959/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Oct 2005 07:15:04 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;im so upset. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_cry.gif" alt=":'(" class="middle" border="0"&gt; nobody else does the hsework around here. im lyk da daughter cum slave cum student in this hse. everyone expects me to clean up after their mess. wat m i? i haf my own priorities too ok. i haf responsibilities of my own n to make things worse, im taking my O-levels tis yr.....haf pity on me.if i dun vacum da hse, trust me no one will. i think itll; b beta if i juz stay in sch everydae till 9 since its open till then. at least i haf a more condusive environment to study. i so sad. why cant my family b lyk others'. y cant my mum do hseworks like other mums n y cant me sis b more responsible of their mess.&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_exclaim.gif" alt=":!:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/2005/10/02/cross_with_all_of_them~211959/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/2005/10/02/cross_with_all_of_them~211959/#comments</comments></item><item><title>I'm caught up in this sea of agony...</title><link>http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/2005/09/24/i_m_caught_up_in_this_sea_of_agony~198705/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk,2005-09-24:/2005/09/24/i_m_caught_up_in_this_sea_of_agony~198705/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Sep 2005 14:14:20 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's nearing...every second that passes now matters. Nonetheless I'm still the same stubborn old me. I don't know why; but although I comprehend my priorities well, I simply can't get cracking at my studies. So, okay, right now, there's only &lt;strong&gt;one month&lt;/strong&gt; left till the O levels. I'm so in deep trouble...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigeek.gif" alt="88|" class="middle" border="0"&gt;Maybe I should start right now. Let's see, let's begin with E maths first. I wonder just how long can I last before I return to this indifferent girl who dreams of a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow.&lt;em&gt;sigh!&lt;/em&gt;I badly need motivation...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Tmr Im gonna visit my late grandmother's grave after one year. Wow, I really miss her. Tons! Talking about that, I know she would want me to do well, and I know that I wouldn't want to let her down too. I need to do well for her....but look at me now....&lt;u&gt;sad...&lt;/u&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/2005/09/24/i_m_caught_up_in_this_sea_of_agony~198705/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/2005/09/24/i_m_caught_up_in_this_sea_of_agony~198705/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Return from the Dead</title><link>http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/2005/09/20/return_from_the_dead~192264/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk,2005-09-20:/2005/09/20/return_from_the_dead~192264/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Sep 2005 18:13:43 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_evil.gif" alt="&gt;:-[" class="middle" border="0"&gt;i've finally returned. wow tt was a long break wasnt it. not inerestedlah typeall tis crap n then allowing ppl to read.doin tis simly for fun. ok tmr last dae for prelims. haha. din study. who cares rite? even da dummest ppl i bet u &lt;u&gt;can&lt;/u&gt; be happy n successful in lyf.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;i hope im one of em, though im actually smart...so, wat r my chances rite??? i noe...so much beta&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;ok lets not be flattery and pompous. anw i actually got my prelim results for hmt n german alredi.horrid, but fine&lt;br&gt;
B4 for german(i noe!!!&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"&gt;) and A2 for hmt.&lt;br&gt;
to those who can understand german:ich bin uberglucklich.&lt;br&gt;
to those who can understand malay:saya sunnguh beruntung!!!&lt;br&gt;
to those who can understand english:i have no idea how i got tt kind of results.astonishing right???&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_razz.gif" alt=":p" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;k gtg sleep&lt;strong&gt;tmr chemistry and additional maths paper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;em&gt;hopefully id do fine&lt;/em&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/2005/09/20/return_from_the_dead~192264/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/2005/09/20/return_from_the_dead~192264/#comments</comments></item><item><title>*HUH! TALK ABOUT EMBARASSING MOEMENTS*</title><link>http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/2005/05/28/huh_talk_about_embarassing_moements/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk,2005-05-28:/2005/05/28/huh_talk_about_embarassing_moements/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 May 2005 17:42:50 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;let's see, today i slept for almost 14 hours. i was totally knocked out from yesterday's prize presentation. not that it was gruelling or languishing, but i think i consumed too much food that i turned sloth. yeah, it means gained pounds!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;at about 7 plus, i went out with the entire family. as usual, we went out for dinner, like any other saturdays. every week, it'd be a different place. i think by now, we would have covered 50% of all the dining outlets in singapore; halal ones of course.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;okay, so you'd be asking, what's the big deal right?&lt;strong&gt;but guess what, i didn't notice until i was halfway finishing my meal that i realized that the family seated next to mine was fandi ahmad's family. and there she was, the posh wendy jacob, eating opposite us, looking all pretty and dolled up as usual. and gosh, they have so many children. well, not that i bothered to count, but it seemed a lot! and they're all so gorgeous. &lt;u&gt;what do you expect, malay and eurasian results in pretty faces!&lt;/u&gt;okay, enough of the flattery.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;that wasn't all. after some time, guess who i met. MR NASIR!!! yes, our school's mr nasir. he was with his friends. now this was the moment that i was 'paiseh-ed'!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;i saw him walking nearby my family's dinner table, and so i waved. he was like"oh hi!" and he came to our table. i was happy for a moment. i introduced him to my parents. and then, he held out his hand. awkwardly, nobody received him(for about 2 seconds). so i thought okay, he wanted a handshake, so i held out mine.&lt;em&gt;at the sametime, my dad did that too. so mr nasir salam-ed him first. and there i was, with my hand out waiting for a handshake. i didn't know that he wanted to salam. i thought it was suppose to be a handshake.(just in case you didn't know, in islam, only males can salam each other and true for famales as well; except for special cases) of course, mine wasn't a special case. i was so paiseh-ed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;after that, i didn't utter a single word during dinner. i realized that mr nasir kept looking at my family. doing a survey i guess. but it was totally freaky! he must be thinking, why did she want to salam me? or something like that...&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_exclaim.gif" alt=":!:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;darn aziah!&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wth.gif" alt="|-|" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/2005/05/28/huh_talk_about_embarassing_moements/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/2005/05/28/huh_talk_about_embarassing_moements/#comments</comments></item><item><title>picked up a dirrty man on the phone</title><link>http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/2005/05/21/picked_up_a_dirrty_man_on_the_phone/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk,2005-05-21:/2005/05/21/picked_up_a_dirrty_man_on_the_phone/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 May 2005 21:26:29 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayconfused.gif" alt=":??:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;okay, this seems weird and totally daft, but it's nonetheless true. On sat night(okay, perhaps consider it sunday morning since it was already 2am), i intended to invite my cousine to join me for orchard trip-shopping.so i smsed her"&lt;u&gt;hey, wanna go orchard tmr?reply asap&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;soon after that, the phone rang. i thought it was my cousin, so i was alredy all excited; but when i picked up the call, a man's voice answered.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;hello? you wanna go orchard? what time? are you alone? where do u wanna meet? do u want me to fetch u?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;i was like, oh my gosh you are you? so i said wrong number almost immediately. to my surprise, he kind of snapped at me" you smsed me and now u say wrong number". i was shocked. he then used harsh words on me and insisted that he meets me in orchard. what a man! he sounded like he's in his 30's, chinese and definitely dirrty...&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_crazy.gif" alt=":crazy:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;it is a long story. to cut it short, soon after that, i couldn't sleep peacefully. and guess what, the next day i dared not go orchard for any reason.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/2005/05/21/picked_up_a_dirrty_man_on_the_phone/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/2005/05/21/picked_up_a_dirrty_man_on_the_phone/#comments</comments></item><item><title>stop looking at me!</title><link>http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/2005/03/05/stop_looking_at_me/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk,2005-03-05:/2005/03/05/stop_looking_at_me/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Mar 2005 16:35:50 +0100</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today was a little &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_censored.gif" alt="&gt;:XX" class="middle" border="0"&gt; to think of once more. what was the man thinking man??? i felt like a hatchling of a platypus when he looked at me, so coy and all trembling beneath my bones.(must be due to the lack of calcium, darn should have eaten the cereal with milk)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;he must have been mad or something. i mean, why would anyone stare at a stranger for the longest time right? there's no reason to, unless of cause if there's something peculiar about that person; you know the kind of things like having gum stuck in your hair or your top is see through that it reveals your nipples.but none of the above was on me at that time, so why was he staring? &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;could it be because he thinks my arms are too long for my body or he finds my bracelet too shiny too resist?&lt;/u&gt;ok i'll stop. but i'm just afraid.could he be observing me because i resembled his lost daughter or even  worse, his mistress!&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayno.gif" alt=":no:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
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	&lt;p&gt;i mean, i saw tears in his eyes okay..was it something i did? not possible, i don't remember destroying the atoms on his body at any point of time. i don't remember blocking the sun ray from him as well, so what was his problem?i can't sleep with this predicament...&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_yawn.gif" alt=":yawn:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/2005/03/05/stop_looking_at_me/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/2005/03/05/stop_looking_at_me/#comments</comments></item><item><title>NEWest +++addition+++ to this humble family</title><link>http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/2005/01/06/newest_addition_to_this_humble_family/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk,2005-01-06:/2005/01/06/newest_addition_to_this_humble_family/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Jan 2005 19:19:59 +0100</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guess what? when i got home this afternoon, i realized that mama actualy brought home a new kitten.&lt;br&gt;
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it was placed comfortably in a large cage first.made so much noise. kept mewing; it was probably crying out of hunger. according to mama, it followed her into the lift. so she brought it home&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;i was like,hello!?! our place isn't a halfway house to accomodate all the animal orphans okay? i still remember her bringing home the dove that she found in sun plaza...apparently it was injured, at least that move was reasonable. i mean, come on i've already got 4 cats at home&lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigeek.gif" alt="88|" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
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	&lt;p&gt;anyway i'm still pleased about it as i got the privelage to name it, YAY!&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0"&gt;. i named it tommy for simplicity.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;great now i have 5 felines running around in the house in all. but definitely only 1 shall remain as my child. HAHA...only Tiara is my baby.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;MUACKS!!! love you baby!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I wonder what my husband is doing right now. more importantly, where is he? could he be 1km away from me now? who's the fellow man!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/2005/01/06/newest_addition_to_this_humble_family/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/2005/01/06/newest_addition_to_this_humble_family/#comments</comments></item><item><title>me scared of everything</title><link>http://k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk/2004/12/30/me_scared_of_everything/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:k1ss-my-ass.blog.co.uk,2004-12-30:/2004/12/30/me_scared_of_everything/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Dec 2004 18:27:53 +0100</pubDate><description>	&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;ahh!!!
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	&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;ok I think I have a lump on my back!! could it ever be tumour? but why does such misfortunes always bafall upon me? is it because my mother didn't breast-feed me? could it be that i was cursed by the old lady in the mrt train just now for making her 'paiseh'(since i didn't give up my seat to her)?&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_crazy.gif" alt=":crazy:" class="middle" border="0"&gt; what am i suppose to do? i simply got that feeling that i'm bound to die young, running through my veins right now. it's freaky!!!&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayconfused.gif" alt=":??:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;em&gt;HELP ME!! SPARE ME GOD!!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;insya'allah&lt;br&gt;
okay that was simply done to make myself feel better; the phsychological cure prescribed by my own instincts.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; ya, right azizah...&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wth.gif" alt="|-|" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
stop it already!?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;should i go for accupuncture?(is that the way you spell it?) anyway, should i have a shot at it?&lt;/strong&gt;
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