<?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-6930090705709790498</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:14:17.809-08:00</updated><category term='FML'/><title type='text'>lilmissSCATTERbrain</title><subtitle type='html'>HASINA F.♥</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>269</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-7016104516736233100</id><published>2010-06-17T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T03:34:26.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/TBoIDZf6SkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/gB7nBcd8Aj0/s1600/Tongue_Piercing_by_spiritwithin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483704350754359874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/TBoIDZf6SkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/gB7nBcd8Aj0/s400/Tongue_Piercing_by_spiritwithin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Goodbye. I miss you.&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/6930090705709790498-7016104516736233100?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/7016104516736233100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=7016104516736233100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/7016104516736233100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/7016104516736233100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/06/goodbye.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/TBoIDZf6SkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/gB7nBcd8Aj0/s72-c/Tongue_Piercing_by_spiritwithin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-5228937130885541068</id><published>2010-06-08T00:40:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T00:44:21.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/TA4CJAUyh-I/AAAAAAAAAZs/JfXLKTFDuGs/s1600/b200126933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480320150285748194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/TA4CJAUyh-I/AAAAAAAAAZs/JfXLKTFDuGs/s400/b200126933.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever seen a girl with age betweem 17 to 20 having a ribbon on the head which is 4 times bigger than the one above? And with a small head. Ive seen. It was perfectly ugly. She think what? She cool like fire?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-5228937130885541068?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5228937130885541068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=5228937130885541068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5228937130885541068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5228937130885541068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/06/have-you-ever-seen-girl-with-age.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/TA4CJAUyh-I/AAAAAAAAAZs/JfXLKTFDuGs/s72-c/b200126933.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-2081510483402936132</id><published>2010-06-08T00:26:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T00:38:10.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/TA3-zVnWHFI/AAAAAAAAAZk/07yTp98vEoo/s1600/burger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 126px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 85px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480316479508716626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/TA3-zVnWHFI/AAAAAAAAAZk/07yTp98vEoo/s400/burger.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. I think last week ah, on friday, when I had my F&amp;amp;N, I brought cheeseburger for my lunch. Then I was listening to my ipod. Then I just gave that fcukperson my order. Then I think that idiot heard it as cheeseburger without meat instead of cheeseburger without meal. And it cost fucking 2 bucks for 2 peices of bread, couple of cheese and few shitz of pickles. Knn, as well I can just do IT myself at home. Somemore I told that fuck to take away to have that burger in school. When I reach school, I saw the burger with the special order sticker. Then I was like ah without meal means special ah? Cb. Then when I open, cb knn ccb no meat siol. CAN YOU IMAGINE CHEESEBURGER W/O MEAT. IT JUST TASTE SIMPLY LIKE SHIT PASTE. Waste money only. Somemore on that day I diidnt had my breakfast, thus resulting me to be very hungery. I STILL can rmb whose that fucker who took my order. Grrr. Look at that picture above, thats how the burger that I bought looked like, so thin and flat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-2081510483402936132?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/2081510483402936132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=2081510483402936132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/2081510483402936132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/2081510483402936132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/06/hi_08.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/TA3-zVnWHFI/AAAAAAAAAZk/07yTp98vEoo/s72-c/burger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-2153439519857286034</id><published>2010-06-03T05:39:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T05:47:56.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/TAexHvswfMI/AAAAAAAAAZc/RtNRmFJm-zQ/s1600/Armpit_by_M19Automatik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478542218340891842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/TAexHvswfMI/AAAAAAAAAZc/RtNRmFJm-zQ/s400/Armpit_by_M19Automatik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi. Just now I went to the playground dono for what also. Then I was amazed by this guy who was exercising at the playground. He do all those cool cool exercise that most of the girls obviously cannot do. I kept staring at him as though I never see guy like that. Just a note: The guy would have looked better if he shaved his armpit hair. It was as long as cinderella's hair, hahaha I wish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for myself, my armpit hair is still very short. Cant really notice it but a little smelly. A litttle only. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-2153439519857286034?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/2153439519857286034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=2153439519857286034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/2153439519857286034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/2153439519857286034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/06/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/TAexHvswfMI/AAAAAAAAAZc/RtNRmFJm-zQ/s72-c/Armpit_by_M19Automatik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-4034664520690986781</id><published>2010-04-03T05:28:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T05:46:31.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. See what kind of bbfs I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mohd Imran: Hey&lt;br /&gt;Hasina: Hey Hi Darling&lt;br /&gt;Mohd Imran: haha... how are you&lt;br /&gt;Hasina: Fine. You?&lt;br /&gt;Mohd Imran: wow! hasina so sweet aready uh? no more scoldingof innnocent pple like me.&lt;br /&gt;Hasina: cb, not happy ah?&lt;br /&gt;Mohd Imran: not happy. now Im going mac to buy happy meal... to make myself happy.&lt;br /&gt;Hasina: HAHA, cb you think you very cute ah? big buffalo eat happy meal.&lt;br /&gt;Mohd Imran: hahahahhahah. so small buffalo, watcha doing?&lt;br /&gt;Hasina: Fucking a medium sized buffalo&lt;br /&gt;Mohd Imran: extra small?&lt;br /&gt;Hasina: Don have&lt;br /&gt;Mohd Imran: Have la. How come you dono? Look at the mirror. hahaah&lt;br /&gt;Hasina: -.-&lt;br /&gt;Mohd Imran: k la. don bully me aready.&lt;br /&gt;(Hasina then fucked off from that place)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy ah that guy. I didnt even do a single shit. Come and tell me that I bully him. Smart ah. ccb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; EXCUSE ME, do I look like some bloody fucking prostitute or playgirl? Stop adding me randomly and asking stupid question. Ask the knn who gave birth to you. Then come and talk to me. Don make me a bad girl like Valerie. Haha, Idk why I brought her in but yeah, CALL ME ASAP! I NEED TO TALK TO YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-4034664520690986781?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/4034664520690986781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=4034664520690986781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/4034664520690986781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/4034664520690986781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/04/hi_03.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-966410565461284619</id><published>2010-04-02T05:44:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T05:51:46.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. I really hate it when people are abusing english words such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: Yew/Euu&lt;br /&gt;Are: R&lt;br /&gt;Meet: Mit&lt;br /&gt;Call: kol/col&lt;br /&gt;Okay: Okies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dono who the hell is this person. Texted me telling whether is this Hasina? Im like busy finding for a fucking mushroom soup with roux sauce. People come and talk to me. Dk from no where Amirah's ex bf is talking to me on msn. Like now-.- And his like real annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-966410565461284619?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/966410565461284619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=966410565461284619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/966410565461284619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/966410565461284619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/04/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-182552253786669943</id><published>2010-03-25T04:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T04:48:11.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>STC is sucha cb. I want April 17 to come!!! Like now~&lt;br /&gt;Parents went oversease. Left siblings+maid at home:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-182552253786669943?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/182552253786669943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=182552253786669943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/182552253786669943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/182552253786669943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/03/stc-is-sucha-cb.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-4434541929795923879</id><published>2010-03-20T06:53:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T07:07:11.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;I really need someone to talk to me right now. Ive so many things to say. Dont think Im sad. I just want to share my happiness with someone. Thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.class was not that fun. Most of the guys were absent-.- Only 5 turn up:/ And in that 5, 2 of them made me happy:) So nice of them. Hope all the guys will turn up tmr! And guess what? Brother fought with my friend Aziz. Now my brother is not happy with him:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghazali called my sister, exchange profile age place etc etc etc. I don think they are friends. It was about 5 mins chat between them. Ghazali, you better not go on with my sister. If not, I have no other choice but to squeeze your dick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-4434541929795923879?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/4434541929795923879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=4434541929795923879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/4434541929795923879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/4434541929795923879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/03/hi_20.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-8803341786609660259</id><published>2010-03-12T19:02:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T19:28:26.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. EFL yesterday was awesome man! Pictures are in my fb, tagged by my friends. After EFL had training. On the way back to  school I was like so high. I kept laughing and laughing and laughing. We wanted to take bus. So when we went to the busstop. Once we reach the busstop, we just missed the bus. So yeah, I was like scolding the bus driver inside from outside. And how great can it be that Mrs Tham saw me:( Then she was like sigh-.- Thank god I wasnt wearing my sports leader badge again. Decided to walk to school. Then while I was laughing and walking at the same time, I couldnt walk straight. My legs were wabbly jelly. I alomost fall down kay. I was laughing that much. So for training, I did gym with Bettina and Trisha did 20mins jog. After our workout, Bettina and I slept in the gym room till 5pm while Trisha was doing her Hindi hmwrk, At about 5.30pm, we headed to cityhall. Bought food and then to penninsular. Shop there forawhile and back home at about 7?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im excited for r.class later. But at the same time, I lazy go sial. My body is like so heavy, cannot carry myself to leave the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yknow Frikha danced yesterday. Bettina comented to me about it that she was dancing as though she was seducing those priests-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elina: Hasina, are you going to study during march hols?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Err, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Elina: No, don study.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Huh! What?? Stupid asshole. Thanks for the motivation ah cb)&lt;br /&gt;Elina so bad right. I know she's like clever la. But don have to tell me that not to study right. She's a pig.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-8803341786609660259?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8803341786609660259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=8803341786609660259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8803341786609660259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8803341786609660259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/03/hi_12.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-1186056501948246549</id><published>2010-03-11T07:10:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T07:34:26.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;EFL for the past few days were good. Not bad. Facilitators were funnaye. Particularly Samantha and Prem. Food were bad. Tasted like shit. After EFL went cityhall to meet up with Trisha and Bettina to go penninsula. We bought our spikes nails there. Roam around the shops. Bettina bought a big gift for her grandma from the body shop. Then chao back home at about 5++ with Trisha. Grandma house for early dinner. Back home by 7. Had another dinner at home at 8.30pm? I know Im a pig. But who cares? Come on, I love food. Anyway, was otp with Valerie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And excuse me, you don have any fucking rights to scream at me in that rooom. Whatever I did was for your own shit sake. If I wouldnt want to bother about you, I wouldnt have thrown that disgusting leather glue. And babe, you're new to the school. So just keep your ass to yourselve. And just keep this in your mind, if you look at the paradims, no one is at your side. Not even Aulydia, Sabrina nor Natasha. Not even the school gangster!You want to scream my name out loud infront of everyone again? Go ahead, cose Im aready well known in my school. Just ask anyone excluding sec1s and sec2 express, whether they know me. And now, Im just waiting who will be the one who is going to be supportive with you. Just 1 will do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-1186056501948246549?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/1186056501948246549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=1186056501948246549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/1186056501948246549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/1186056501948246549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/03/hi_11.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-3772021969414617534</id><published>2010-03-09T03:29:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T03:42:18.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/S5YxgVrU_EI/AAAAAAAAAZU/VRFTNH8SfxY/s1600-h/Rihanna2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 347px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446595230995643458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/S5YxgVrU_EI/AAAAAAAAAZU/VRFTNH8SfxY/s400/Rihanna2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi. I love Rihanna's nails in the pictured above. Haven been updating my blog for queit longggggg due to my CA1 and trainings. And so yeah, Now Im free for the whole of this week, NO CHEERLEADING AND NO TRAINING. So anyone wants to date with me(:?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im saving money now to spend all in the march hols. And I really donwanna pay $40++ for a fucking tights for myself to use during nationals. Its like 1 pair only. Adidas, so what to expect. Bettina is like forcing me to buy. I just paid like 50 bucks for cheerleading. And now for track-.- Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;March hols are like my normal school days-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-3772021969414617534?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3772021969414617534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=3772021969414617534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3772021969414617534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3772021969414617534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/03/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/S5YxgVrU_EI/AAAAAAAAAZU/VRFTNH8SfxY/s72-c/Rihanna2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-5515486667209969106</id><published>2010-02-27T19:24:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T19:30:41.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was flagday. Like how I wish, Putri and Natasha were in my group(: Partnered Putri and went around asking for donation. Was fun. Experienced diffrent kind of people. Took some risks inbetween. But overall, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are starting tmr. Like whatthefuck, so fast. Ive done the notes for geog but yet to memorise. As for manth, I dowan to revise from the school book. I wantt o try in some other assesment book. But I don have. All I have is the O level's one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for cheerleading this tuesday:) But its my sister's birthday too. How to celebrate like that? Maybe at night:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-5515486667209969106?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5515486667209969106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=5515486667209969106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5515486667209969106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5515486667209969106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/02/hi_27.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-2249801106972730095</id><published>2010-02-25T07:48:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T07:54:38.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;Haven been blogging for quiet long. But anyway, yeah, today cheerleading was awesome pawsome. It was so fun. And there like 2 new comers in the cheerleading squad, Ovidia and Si Yuan. And Im going to be carried up like more than 3 times in cheer. Awesome right. And the person who is going to carry me will be Sulas And Ovidia. Hehe, it feels so nice being at the top. I thought I would never get a chance this year, but I did(: Now I don mind going cheerleading everyday. But training that clashes! Tsk, hope the cheer competition does not clash with track nationals. IF NOT, I SWEAR I WILL BE SO DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, bye. Its 11:54pm aredy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-2249801106972730095?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/2249801106972730095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=2249801106972730095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/2249801106972730095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/2249801106972730095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/02/hi_25.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-7987839328802235389</id><published>2010-02-21T07:00:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T07:07:39.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. Have been so busy last week. Actually not really.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had CMC meeting and training at the same time. And yeah, I went for training. Ended at about 1030. On my way back home with the other girls, saw my aunt. She called me to have breakfast with her-.- So have to leave my friends:( Breakfast with her then walk around forawhile. Took bus to Telok Blangah Cresent. Met Ameen. Ton there forawhile. Went home at abput 1pm. Showered and got ready to go mosque where I will meet him again-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so for today, started on my hmwks. But not completed yet-.- Will be waking up at 2.30am to do my F&amp;amp;N research. And guess who will be waking me up at 2.30am? Ameen(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid brother is mad on Maplestory. He just spent $10 to buy his ACASH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-7987839328802235389?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/7987839328802235389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=7987839328802235389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/7987839328802235389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/7987839328802235389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/02/hi_21.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-1502839247719888015</id><published>2010-02-18T07:15:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T07:20:11.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate F&amp;amp;N&lt;br /&gt;I hate Geog&lt;br /&gt;I hate Educaion&lt;br /&gt;But I love going school. Because of my friends:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr 2.4km:(&lt;br /&gt;I hate P.E also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-1502839247719888015?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/1502839247719888015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=1502839247719888015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/1502839247719888015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/1502839247719888015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/02/hi_18.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-3314581300273043841</id><published>2010-02-17T04:47:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T04:49:58.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs are aching.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; tuesday AM tuition with Amirah's ex bf(: Weeweee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-3314581300273043841?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3314581300273043841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=3314581300273043841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3314581300273043841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3314581300273043841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/02/hi_17.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-1115635844551869231</id><published>2010-02-14T21:55:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T22:05:57.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Valentines day &amp;amp; Happy Chinese New Year darlings(:&lt;br /&gt;It has been good for the past few days, especially on the valentines day.&lt;br /&gt;Cousins coming over to my house later. Parents went for work-.- Holiday still wanna work.&lt;br /&gt;Brother went Sim Lim Square with mum I think to buy Microsoft office CD. &amp;amp; Ameen on the phone, suggesting me to tell my brother to buy the fake one-,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven start on my F&amp;amp;N research yet:( I tell you, I would rather do 5 tamil compos than this stupid motherfucking research. Its reallly killing me. My eyes will just melt when it sees words exceeding 200 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay thats about it. Going to do my tamil compo now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-1115635844551869231?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/1115635844551869231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=1115635844551869231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/1115635844551869231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/1115635844551869231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day-happy-chinese-new.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-4129504642129474243</id><published>2010-02-10T05:54:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T06:06:41.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;Morning run with Trisha today. Mr Ng and Mrs Tham wasnt here today(: For math, we were given paper to do. SS also. I didnt hand up both also. Both also incomplete. WeiQi was so annoying during SS. Kept bullying me:( Also talk to Valerie during SS. As for tamil, Ive been improving. And Im happy about it. After school, cheerleading at dance room. Was fun. Training at 4.15pm Light workout. Wasnt tiring. Next training is on friday and I don feel like going!!! Took bus from stadium at 7pm++ with Trisha, Jiamin and Angelica. Few stops before I reach my stop, got a call from Ghazali. Telling me to meet him at tiong park. Then I was like Im tired/sweaty and all. But he didnt bother listening to me. So Ive to go tiong park at about 7.30pm with my sch bag and all. Saw his gay partner and sister, Ramizah. Slack there forawhile. This small boy dk from where come and make friend with Ghazali and all. The small boy just come, sit with us around the round table and start to make friends with us. Lazy elaborate. At about 8pm++, Ghazali fetch me back home. Showered&gt; Dinner&gt; blogging and fb now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House practice tmr. Am afraid for the modelling part:(&lt;br /&gt;My life suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-4129504642129474243?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/4129504642129474243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=4129504642129474243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/4129504642129474243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/4129504642129474243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/02/hi_10.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-785935952343380399</id><published>2010-02-09T03:51:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T04:04:24.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. Haven been getting enough sleep for the past few days. Down with a serious flu now-.- And its very hard for me to blow it out:( Im tired now so Im goig to make my post short today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- School was like hell today.&lt;br /&gt;- Pass my EM &amp;amp; F&amp;amp;N test. Double (:&lt;br /&gt;- Finally tamil teacher decided to mark my work:/&lt;br /&gt;- Chemistry test tmr:(&lt;br /&gt;- Feel like fucking F&amp;amp;N research big time now.&lt;br /&gt;- Farah's going to join us back in class :/&lt;br /&gt;- Pancakes cooked during F&amp;amp;N was like a piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;- Im sleepy now though I slept just now from 4pm to 6pm:(&lt;br /&gt;- Morning run tmr.&lt;br /&gt;- New FB features are not okay with me. Idl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And excuse me, Im indian Muslim. Which means, I take tamil language. And my religion is Islam, which is the same as malay. Until now, friends in my class and track doesnt know. Eg WeiQi, Natasha, Monica, Alissa etc. More to come. But these girls are the recent ones. Grrrrh! Cant believe yall don even know my second language!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-785935952343380399?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/785935952343380399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=785935952343380399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/785935952343380399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/785935952343380399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/02/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-8220712934163465601</id><published>2010-02-06T06:32:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T06:48:28.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/S219ujKzyPI/AAAAAAAAAZM/yC4Y16PTO7o/s1600-h/JaySean6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435138563974088946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/S219ujKzyPI/AAAAAAAAAZM/yC4Y16PTO7o/s400/JaySean6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ghazali&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thinks that he look like Jay Sean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Kay anyway yeah, training was a slack yesterday due to the rain. Ended quiet early. Like at 6pm? Ghazali texted me a few times asking where am I. Probably he miss me(: Hehe. So yeah, called him and ask whats the matter. He say he wanted to meet me. So quickly went back home, had my shower and left house at 7pm to meet him at tiong park. Walk around henderson and ton opp tiong park. That stupid boy kept hitting me to check whether Im strong enough-.- Whats more? Kept pinching me also. You think I kept quiet? NO! I hit him back also. Inbetween he got upset cose of his gay partner-.- At about 9.15pm++, he fetch me back home. And once I reach home, I realize that his smell is stuck on my shirt. And wah, I tell you, the smell ah, danm shiok siol. I kept smelling the shirt. Hahaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Today mosque waas okay okay. Stupid Ameen was so stupid. Had nothing better to do but to bully me-.-Teacher was so funnaye today. And yeah, thats about it. Don feeel like going tmr:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Improve in your reading than on your body. *inside joke*  &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/6930090705709790498-8220712934163465601?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8220712934163465601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=8220712934163465601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8220712934163465601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8220712934163465601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/02/ghazali-thinks-that-he-look-like-jay.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/S219ujKzyPI/AAAAAAAAAZM/yC4Y16PTO7o/s72-c/JaySean6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-351361993717045935</id><published>2010-02-01T07:29:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T02:59:07.762-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FML'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im tired now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;School&gt; Cheerleading&gt; Outram&gt; Home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Things to do:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Fucking tamil compo and compre. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Geography ws&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Amath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Emath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-F&amp;amp;N test tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Chemistry test on thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Emath test on friday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&amp;amp; the only thing left now is to jump down the building. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;During SS, Cheryl and Valerie went crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school headed to the cake shop to purchase a blueberry waffle for myself with Sulastri. Then at about 3.15pm left school to stadium. On the way, we saw a group of QSS guys. They saw me and Sulas and said hi. And I was like smiling at them didnt know what to do. We continue walking to the stadium. I turn back to look for the guys, they say me. Hehe, they said hi, but very loud this time. And wah, I tell you, theres this realy hot malay guy in that group. Hot like wad siol. Cannot take it aready. And yeah, once they say hi, I quickly turn infront and started walking. After I reach even more further than the guys, I turn back. They were like still looking at us. Hehehe. Training was alright. Coach was praising me all the while when I did my best. She even said that my timing all have improved. Was so proud of myself. But before coach left the stadium, she asked me whether my thighs and butt were pain. Then I was like no? Then she say "You are not pushing yourself." -.- Imagine how I feel. Its true la but at first I was like so happy. Then now I feeel like the whole training went for a waste. No gain, no lose. Tsk, nehmind. Try harder next time Hasina. Kay anyway, went back home with Jiamin and Trisha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While training, there was a ang moh soccer team training. I heard they were from spanish and brazil. Wah, I tell you, few guys there look like Jay Sean. The hair cut, the shape of the face etc. But the only thing which was diffrent was the skin colour! They were too fair. My team went 1 big round around the track. Then I purposly I look at the players. Got 1 african guy. His hair was awesome, dreaklocks. Like Bob Marley. Is just that the player was more skinnier. He stare at me. I smile at him. Later on he smile. :) Then I smile back. I walk further and further from him. I turn back. He look at me. He smile at me. Hehehehhehehe. I smile back. Continued smiling but the bushes there distracted. Tsk! Nehmind. Hasina, try harder in the next training. Actually african guys are not bad if they are very tall and skinny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-351361993717045935?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/351361993717045935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=351361993717045935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/351361993717045935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/351361993717045935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-tired-now.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-5816075975480192969</id><published>2010-01-29T05:26:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T05:57:16.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;School=Killer=Problematic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, after school went computer lab to do my F&amp;amp;N coursework. Its 3.5 / 4  done. The rest just ignored. Training in school gym. Not tiring. Normal. After training went Trisha's house. Had dinner there and talk alot. Somemore she tlak to me about this guy somemore. Cannot believe siol. Like when I seee her, like no guys in her life, only education like that. Haha, then she showed me this guy, who is in the same hindi class as her. Who sit beside her. Pierce everywhere and spike the hair like LJ. He good looking. But she didnt say. She only told me all the stupid things he do in class only. But I tell you, he dam dam tall. About the same height as Francis? Then cb, fucking skinny! Like giraffe. No one can beat him siol. Left her house at 8pm++ Her parents fetched me back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trouble Im involved in is spreading like fire. At first only Olivia, Trisha and Francis know. Now the whole council exco know. And they are talking about this in EVERY FUCKING MEETINGS. Now the whole councils know. Cb right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siska to Trisha: Why Mr Francis very angry with HASINA?&lt;br /&gt;:( Scary right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I bring uniform to school but I don use. I will jsut stick to my PE. But today, and just for the first time, didnt bring uniform to school. Patrick Ng scold like shit. He even swear that I will be out in every positions I have when I don wear uniform again after recess:( Stupid? Pretty much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-5816075975480192969?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5816075975480192969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=5816075975480192969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5816075975480192969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5816075975480192969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/01/hi_29.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-3776927944162297870</id><published>2010-01-28T03:21:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T03:48:52.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/S2F0ZU39FxI/AAAAAAAAAZE/aA-6kp_dJFo/s1600-h/Dancingthumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431750604034479890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/S2F0ZU39FxI/AAAAAAAAAZE/aA-6kp_dJFo/s400/Dancingthumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi. Today atleast I stayed awake in class compared to the past few days. I was like fucking sleepy during lesson times. But today better(: Recess with Val, bought food, taopao, back to class. Quickly did my math hmwk. VE lesson was fun. It was female. All those single married shitzx. After school, cheerleading. Ended at about 5? Back home with Brenda, Nura, Andrea, Sonya, Isabelle, Dania, Dina and Wei Qi? Quiet alot. We were very noisey on our way back to the MRT station. My late lunch, so called very early dinner was disgusting. Gross like fuck. Cooked by my maid:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Was very very busy. Had so many things on after school like F&amp;amp;N, cheerleading, class meeting, YTSA meeting and training. And I only attended Cheerleading and training. Cheer ended at about 415. Went down to the gate of the school. Saw Ms Loke. Asked her whether she can drop Sulas, Zulas and me to the stadium as she was going there. She agreed. Car ride about 5-7mins. Reach stadium at about 430. And coach was like "Good morning MINAHS!" In my heart I was like what the fuck? ch, Im not a fucking minah. AND FOR GOD SAKE, I DON LOOOK LIKE ONE TOO. LIKE SERIOUSLY, I told her the previous training that I will be late. Then she say okay. Now call me minafh. Kanninabu Chao chibai. I was lke (!!!!) ghghrhghrghr. But anyway, yeah, Trisha told me that Im in a trouble in school. And I know this will continue till Farah's good. Which will take how looong? God knows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dear Lord, please save me from troubles. I don wish to be involve. I would just faint if Francis would want to talk to me about the trouble I have. So lord, please save me. Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And tmr is a sucha fucking day. Before school starts, going for morning run. During school curriculam time, PE. After school, training. Suck right:( Whats more to kill me tmr? Math test and F&amp;amp;N coursework after school. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; to add on another one, my CCA board should be done by Monday. So obviously, Bettina will be doing it tmr. Calling me along too. Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-3776927944162297870?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3776927944162297870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=3776927944162297870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3776927944162297870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3776927944162297870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/01/hi_28.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/S2F0ZU39FxI/AAAAAAAAAZE/aA-6kp_dJFo/s72-c/Dancingthumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-3990724393152384831</id><published>2010-01-23T19:42:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T19:44:41.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ive not started on any of my hmwrks yet:( And its really alot. F&amp;amp;N coursework, tamil compre, em, am etc. KILLER. How am I ging to finish al by today?!?!? Somemore Im ging r.class later. Shit right. Kay I shall not waste anytime now. I need to get started. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-3990724393152384831?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3990724393152384831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=3990724393152384831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3990724393152384831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3990724393152384831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/01/ive-not-started-on-any-of-my-hmwrks-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-5314582916271232543</id><published>2010-01-23T19:31:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T19:47:42.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kay, I will just summarise what happen for the pass few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went schoool in the morning for house commitee meeting. It last for abuot 2 hours? Slack at LJS with Sulas, Firqha, WeiQi and Andrea. And went back home with WeiQi. Saw Cheryl while waiting for the bus. Reach home at about 1.15pm++  Quickly got ready to go for r.class. Bestfs were absent from class. So Ive to like stick with my sisters most of the time. Just to describe yesteraday in one word: boring-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday Morning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Forced by Sabrina Lee to write those)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was raining heavily. Bridget came up to me and ask for help when me myself was finding for one. Waited at the busstop for the rain to stop. And I saw Sabrina Lee, the ass at the edge of the busstop. I quickly went up to her for help. And that kind soul decided to share with me her umbrella. And yeah, thats about it. Sabrina wants me to write smth good about her in here, but I cant think of any for her:( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-5314582916271232543?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5314582916271232543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=5314582916271232543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5314582916271232543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5314582916271232543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/01/kay-i-will-just-summarise-what-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-1277856670593646671</id><published>2010-01-21T06:00:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T06:10:48.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;School nowadays are really tiring. And today, I was so sleeepy. Forced myself to stay awake. Geog was fuck boring. Mampos for that subject. After school headed vivo for lunch with clique. After lunch walk around forawhile and went back home with Cheryl. Really tired now. Somemore tmr have P.E siol. Cb, sure die. And somemore Im going for morning run tmr. Finished my EM hmwk. Going to pack my bag soooon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerleading prac starts next weeek tuesday/thursday. Hope it will go smoothly and doesnt clash with track. &amp;amp; I want Mariehouse to win the championhship this year. *cross finger*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay tired now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-1277856670593646671?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/1277856670593646671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=1277856670593646671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/1277856670593646671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/1277856670593646671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/01/hi_21.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-4586977702753918880</id><published>2010-01-16T04:09:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T04:22:53.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/S1Gsp_SFdzI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Bx2i_ct8Ek0/s1600-h/colorsplashtutorialquadballoon250x2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427308863320061746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/S1Gsp_SFdzI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Bx2i_ct8Ek0/s400/colorsplashtutorialquadballoon250x2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kay Hi. Today went R.class.Fun sia. Yknow the bitches I told you who were my friends last week, are my bestfriends this weeek! Weeee! And you know wad? Idk why's my life like that but my bestfriends in there know about Ghazali-.- And the one Im most closest to, appears to be his cousin-.-!!! Can fuck my life right. Im like trying so hard to drift away from him, but cant help it. And yeah, exchange numbers and they text me. But unfortunately, I don know wad to tell them through text:( But when I see them, I will have like millions of things to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive not started with my geog hmwk yet. Actually not started on any hmwk yet. When I feel like doing it, Im sleepy:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; whose with me to lose weight? Im planning to jog every morning during school days. Anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-4586977702753918880?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/4586977702753918880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=4586977702753918880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/4586977702753918880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/4586977702753918880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/01/kay-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/S1Gsp_SFdzI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Bx2i_ct8Ek0/s72-c/colorsplashtutorialquadballoon250x2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-844919850685253730</id><published>2010-01-13T08:06:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T08:24:46.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kay, so after schoool went out with Farah bustard. Then came back school together with Natasha at about 2.30pm. Headed to GO to meet Suganese and Lynnethe, sister's friends. Wah, I miss them siol. Stayed with them forawhile then went canteen to talk to the floorball bithches. Wah, cb, fun like fuck siol. Got a new friend in there name Mouse. She dowan to tell me her actuall name-.- She's from 5MM. Was crapping with her most of the time. Fun sia she. At about 4 left the school. Went home. Sleep. Hmwk. Fb. Going to sleep sooon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday wad another fun day. So many things happen. Got 2 new friends name Jeremy and N____ I know it starts with the letter N. But not sure of the name. Cose I only talk to Jeremy there cose his fucking hot. I was burning up when I was standing beside him. Seriously. Before I meet the guys, cousins and brother, bro came busstop to go together with me. Alot of girls disturb him by saying that his waiting for his gf in STC. He got so fucked up as many girls told him within like 10mins? After I met him at the busstop, we were on our way to the mrt. Alot of girls were like your bf? I TELL YOU AH! ABOUT 50 PLUS GIRLS OKAY. My brother scold most of them cb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk, bye. I want to sleep. Ameen is so annoying in msn. Cb. Fuck you, go away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-844919850685253730?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/844919850685253730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=844919850685253730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/844919850685253730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/844919850685253730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/01/kay-so-after-schoool-went-out-with.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-8887117484887104965</id><published>2010-01-11T05:53:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T06:08:37.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kay so today was the release of the O level results. When over to the hall to have a look. It was kinda scary when people started crying. Celine came up to me and said "So Hasina, as you can see, most  of the sec5nas are crying. In express, only 1 or 2. So you better start studying now. Don do Na books anymore. Start doing express boooks" Wah, cb siol. She say until so scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home 7pm++ after training. Mum called me and ask:&lt;br /&gt;Who was the guy who called you?&lt;br /&gt;Huh? What?&lt;br /&gt;Your maid told me that some guy called the house finding for you.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese ah?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Then I think my form teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Why he want to talk to you?&lt;br /&gt;How the hell I know?&lt;br /&gt;kk I call you back later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly check the caller id. Most of the calls were from cousins, sister's friend and private numbers. Then there was this number starting with 8207. And I was like eh, so familiar. Then I try recalling whose the person is. But cant. But I got memorised the number. Then I have to ask help from bro and guess wad he said? " Ass, its your daddy"  And I was like ohhh yeah. Shit. How can I not rmb! And until now, I dono whose that guy who called me! Cannot call my hp ah cb. Even during training, I got like 8-10missed calls. Couldnt call back as it was all private numbers-.- Then dk who all msging me the chain msg. And I swear Idk them. When I text them who are they, they dont reply. I scared call also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay thats it. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-8887117484887104965?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8887117484887104965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=8887117484887104965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8887117484887104965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8887117484887104965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/01/kay-so-today-was-release-of-o-level.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-5647117879762219923</id><published>2010-01-10T06:11:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T06:32:17.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/S0ngzMpMxBI/AAAAAAAAAY0/OxSlB5aZVqI/s1600-h/114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425114396316451858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/S0ngzMpMxBI/AAAAAAAAAY0/OxSlB5aZVqI/s400/114.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kay, so today went r.class. It was boring since the begining of the lesson till inbetween of break. After that it was awesome. First up, Aziz came up and talk to me. So yeah, talk to him for quite loong. Then out of sudden, all the girls were running up. I thought wad only, but actually they ran up for prayers as they are late-.- So I also went up together with them. Made friends with the bitches like finally! Now I feel more belonging to the class(: Even when the class end, the bitches came up to me to say bye to me. And I love it. After class, talk to Ameen and the rest. Cousins were waiting for me like outside for very loong to finish up my convosation with them. And my cousins are kinda jealous that I got friends like very fast and for them is not. Sad right. Ameen loves my last sister-.- Can I just have 1 guy who doesnt like my last sister!?!?! Somemore cb yknow, Ameen say my sister very cute. Then scarly, all the guys ard him turn up and look at my sister and agreed with him tooo. And they were so suprised that she is very fair:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The worst part during this lesson is, when I talk normally, they say I very noisey-.- Another thing is, all the small kids are thinking that Im a gangster-.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aziz boi is so gross. His disgusting. He msged me useing some vulgarities. And this is how it goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;......fuck....fuck....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never fuck before ah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No cose no girl, no life. I don mind you going on with me some day to do this kind of stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-.- Fuckyou aziz. Go away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don worrry. I'll wear 2-3 condoms. More safer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eeew, Aziz! fuck off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll come outside your school on thurs. With the condoms. You don worry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cb, go away. You gross pig.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-5647117879762219923?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5647117879762219923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=5647117879762219923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5647117879762219923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5647117879762219923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/01/kay-so-today-went-r.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/S0ngzMpMxBI/AAAAAAAAAY0/OxSlB5aZVqI/s72-c/114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-3962299772256799756</id><published>2010-01-08T20:58:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:06:45.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/S0gNIJ-ftmI/AAAAAAAAAYs/EGJs8E0ur8g/s1600-h/Busy_because_of_School_by_dragonstar10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 99px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 56px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424600184935921250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/S0gNIJ-ftmI/AAAAAAAAAYs/EGJs8E0ur8g/s400/Busy_because_of_School_by_dragonstar10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kay, busy schedule is finally over! Next weeek onward, school will be normal. Only training and cheerleading will come in. Other than that, it will be fine. So yeah, ltr will be going r.class Will be doing hmwk at the evening today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8am- 1.50pm: School&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.50pm- 5.30pm: CCA fair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5.00pm-5.30: Raining so everyone were like running to the canteen bringing everyone's things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5.35pm-5.45pm: On the way to the queenstown stadium&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5.45pm- 6.45pm: Training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7.25pm: Home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7.45pm: Showered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8.00pm: Dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8.15pm-11.00am:Slept!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-3962299772256799756?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3962299772256799756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=3962299772256799756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3962299772256799756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3962299772256799756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/01/kay-busy-schedule-is-finally-over-next.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/S0gNIJ-ftmI/AAAAAAAAAYs/EGJs8E0ur8g/s72-c/Busy_because_of_School_by_dragonstar10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-4835441482097533350</id><published>2010-01-06T04:06:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T04:08:49.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;Teambuilding game with 1R and 1D was ew. Fucking bored. 1MM WAS AWESOME! Love it. Had so much fun. Hope 1J will be the same tmr. Okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-4835441482097533350?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/4835441482097533350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=4835441482097533350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/4835441482097533350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/4835441482097533350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/01/hi_06.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-518113106030825926</id><published>2010-01-05T03:58:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T04:07:21.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im having headache now. Like seriously. Can someone like call me to calm me down? I HATE SCHOOOL. Its taking advantages of the fucking student leaders. Im like misssing so many lessons tmr cose of the sec 1 orientation-.- I will be only attending in the morning from 8-9.30am I DOWAN TO MISS LESSONS. FML I tell you. After school went over to Ruth's house to plan for the CCA exibition. Wah, I tell you, in that long bus ride, I went to disturb so many people in the bus. Then make friend with a sec1 girl. Okay bye, I have lotsa hmwrks to do. Anything, call/text. But don call for no reason. Then Ive to entertain you by throwing some dirty words on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god, I didnt have to do SS aready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fucker on my tagboard, please stop talking about Ghazali. Im like trying to get over him. Don remind me about this again. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-518113106030825926?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/518113106030825926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=518113106030825926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/518113106030825926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/518113106030825926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-having-headache-now.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-8019912341577504905</id><published>2010-01-04T04:52:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T05:07:57.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day of school was like dead boring. Like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Almost the whole class is saying that Im a hooligan-.- Fuck right, I know. Im not okay. Im just a funbabe. Cheyh. Anyway, brother wanted to go school with me but due to my lateness, he got angry and left school first. I shall go school tmr with him then. Met up with Trisha at tiong station. So many unknown dudes join me and Trisha. All of them were like express!! Im the only one NA. But anyway yeah, after school went over to LJ. Then suddenly from dk where, someone shouted OI! Very loud. I thought it was Francis. Then I look ard then shouted back OI too. And another OI came. But guess from who? THE QSS BOYS-.- Trackers ard me were like "HASINA! This is public! And why are you entertaining the guys?" -.- shitface I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training was like ohmyshit manz. Horrible. Actually not that bad. But I didnt have the stamina to that workout. Everybody were like dying. They have to like drag their legs to the track including me:( Nehmind Hasina, you can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, Siska is on the phone. Calling me to help out in the orientation!!! fuck! cb. I hate my life man. Im in this teambuilding game. The blindfold one. How I wish 1 sec 1 girl get into some serious accident and they stop my game. Haha, okay, Im so mean. SO as a fucking leader, Ive to attend a meeting tmr with the dearest Mr. Francis. And I still have to go over to Ruth's house to plan for the CCA EXIBITION(SP?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasina, you can just jump down from the building now. Still alive for wad?&lt;br /&gt;AND I hope councilors don read my bloggggy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-8019912341577504905?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8019912341577504905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=8019912341577504905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8019912341577504905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8019912341577504905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-day-of-school-was-like-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-5049407672565977647</id><published>2010-01-03T07:48:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T07:56:05.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;STC is ridiculous now. I hate it. Too many rules. All will be confirmed tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Today didnt want to go out. But end up, dono go so many place-.-&lt;br /&gt;Eyeliner stain is still on my eyes. I hope it will be gone by tmr! Its embarrassing when people ask me "Hasina, you wear eyeliner to school?" Anyway, yeah, pack the bag aready. I think. And I didnt bother to find my hmwk set. And now listent to my most impt point! Training days: Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday. R. Class: Saturday and Sunday. So imagine when cheerleading comes in. Horrible right. I cant skip both as I have positions in it. How now? Poor gal right. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, meeting Trisha tmr. Training after school _l_&lt;br /&gt;~FML&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-5049407672565977647?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5049407672565977647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=5049407672565977647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5049407672565977647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5049407672565977647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/01/hi_03.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-4391117231847969061</id><published>2010-01-02T20:33:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T20:40:15.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;Im FUCKING SCARED FOR SCHOOL TMR!! Ive not done anything for it. Thinking of it make me faint. Or even brain damage. Its 12:37pm now and I still haven bathe yet-.- Howhowhow!??! Can I like meet someone and go school together? If yall want, text me kay. Okay, Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post today seems so short babeh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-4391117231847969061?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/4391117231847969061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=4391117231847969061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/4391117231847969061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/4391117231847969061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/01/hi_02.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-4435450196480746570</id><published>2010-01-02T00:31:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:39:36.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went over to my my dad's working place. It was dead boring. I slept there for like 2 hours!?!? Mum came over at night. Tired, so decided not to go anywhere. Return back home with parents at 11pm++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for today, I guess Im not going to do anything. MAYBE will find for my hmwk set? Ive not done anything yet:( Im afraid ltr when the teacher get to know that I didnt do any of their hmwks, they will talk about my positions and stuffs:( Sad right my life. But I want the school to start!!! Not because of the educations, but to meet all my friends. I miss them(L). Ltr Ive to tell my maid to resew my belt. And and ya, Idk wad else to say. Err, I think that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-4435450196480746570?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/4435450196480746570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=4435450196480746570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/4435450196480746570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/4435450196480746570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2010/01/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-2578752719465956862</id><published>2009-12-31T19:17:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T20:12:18.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. Im rushing now. So yeah, going to make it short.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, can yall believe that Ghazali called me to wish, then to say that he miss me, and then to say that he loves me. Cannot believe right. Now I seriously don understand him. We talk on the phone for about 45 mins? Then that cheeky boy called me at 6am? When I was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye. Going out now. Proper post later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-2578752719465956862?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/2578752719465956862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=2578752719465956862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/2578752719465956862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/2578752719465956862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi_2295.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-8787995767209249317</id><published>2009-12-31T05:58:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T06:17:56.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went teck wye today afternoon to buy some things that mom told me to buy. And I swear I dono how the hell to get there. I have to like call the company and ask them for directions. And the way they told me is to get there is to get down at chua chu kang mrt station, then lrt to teck wye and I will see that building right infront of me. But when I get down at the teck wye lrt, I didnt see a single shit. I was like fuck. I walk round and round to find that danm building. While I was trying to find, I saw so many indians on the way. The scary part is when they stare at me:( And I will get rid of my fear by smiling to them. Ask a lady for help. With her help, I manage to find the building and purchase the things that mom wants. Wanted to meet someone in batok. But unfortunatly, the person is unable to make it as they are watching movie-.- So headed to AMK hub. Art box to find organiser. Nothing was nice. Headed back home. Then to tiong to buy a noteboook and make it like a organiser as I have gave up finding for it. At the cashier, a STC senior was working. I forgot her name. But when we saw each other, we smiled. Talk forawhile. And in my payment, she added extra 20% discount. Im suppose to pay $7, but after the discount, I have to pay like less than $6? Bought some other things at more than words. Then back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know wad? I cut my fringe on my own. LIKE ON MY OWN. Previously the salon cut like some ahlian bitch. Cheryl and Valerie have seeen. BUT I SWEAR, ITS MUCH BETTER NOW. And Cheryl, Im letting my fringe down when school reopen. So yeah, I cant join you to wear hairband together:( I luv my hair babeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My younger sisters are fucking cb annoying. Both of them are like climbing on each other. Screaming. Hiding inside the cupboard. OMG, THEY ARE CRAZY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-8787995767209249317?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8787995767209249317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=8787995767209249317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8787995767209249317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8787995767209249317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi_31.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-965205943294172776</id><published>2009-12-30T20:25:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T21:19:17.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/Szw0I12l0OI/AAAAAAAAAYk/AE-PWOcwdEE/s1600-h/17956_222752657975_705362975_3012008_2811297_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421265377946882274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/Szw0I12l0OI/AAAAAAAAAYk/AE-PWOcwdEE/s400/17956_222752657975_705362975_3012008_2811297_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having my mense now. Started like yesterday night? Today didnt go for training. Not because of my period, but me waking up latee. Chelsea didnt attend training today due to some family matters. Bettina said she might not be going because of her tuition. So dono who was leading the team today. If there wasnt any leaders today, I have to get ready to get a hell scolding from coach beacause my reason is going to be stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went around the school compound to facilitate my class together with Ethel, Wei Qi and Brenda. It was goood. New student into the class, Nurul Farah Diyanah. She look fucking innocent. Very quiet. But the things she do ah, cb, very rebak siol. After school headed to QSS to purchase uniform for my brother. Then to ikea to have lunch with clique+Farah. Walk ard forawhile and headed to queensway shopping. Bought school shoes for myself. Back home with Cheryl. Surf the net forawhile and daddy called me to come to his working place-.- I was fucking tired. Like really tired. I don wish to deny to it also. So went over to his place at about 4.30pm? Sat together with mom. Was very sleepy. Mom suggest me to eat diffrent kind of foood to make me stay awake. But it wasnt working cose I denied to all. At about 8pm, went over to my aunt's working place to meet her and my lovely brother forawhile. Back home with Aunt at 9pm++ Had dinner and slept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; Jia Hui thanks for the christmas present. Freda also. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met Ovidia at commonwealth station&gt; WQ and Andrea joined me&gt; Went school together&gt; Ended at 1.30pm&gt; Choir room to help out with the girls&gt; Left school at 3+ with Cheryl&gt;Koufu for lunch&gt; Trained to orchard&gt; Ion- Artbox, Diva, Acessorize&gt; Far East- Met Freda, Jessica and Valerie&gt; Walk around&gt; Taka&gt; Back home with Cheryl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to the track beside my school for training. And since the team wasnt comfortable with the envirment there, we all decided to go over to queensway stadium. Training- Warm up, stretches, drills, 150m X 8times. And coach was like "Hasina, you look very strong among all" cheyh cheyh. Someone strong seh. Cose everyone was like having pain everywhere but my weird body doesnt have any pain, only tiredness. Bus-ed home. Slept. Woke up at 12.51pm Quickly got ready to meet Valerie at tiong platform&gt; MRT- ed to samoset&gt; 313- Forever 21(fucking crowded)&gt; Bump into Jessica and Dina&gt; Orchard road&gt; The heeren&gt; Taka&gt; Macs- Ate and camwhored&gt; Home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-965205943294172776?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/965205943294172776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=965205943294172776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/965205943294172776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-6225440260678095671?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/6225440260678095671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=6225440260678095671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/6225440260678095671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/6225440260678095671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/12/chibai.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-8055579879726466326</id><published>2009-12-26T22:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T22:03:17.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I've just got over liking you and then you text me and Im back to square 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-8055579879726466326?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-3380640443293948463</id><published>2009-12-26T21:24:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T21:27:49.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE doing my hmwk ltr. Tmr training in the morning at 8.30am So it will probably ends at about 10.30am? Then quickly go back home, rest forawhile and off to town with Valerie Lim at 1pm++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im bored now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-3380640443293948463?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3380640443293948463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=3380640443293948463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3380640443293948463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3380640443293948463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi_26.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-8227878301250262178</id><published>2009-12-25T23:14:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T23:18:01.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday parents were celebrating their wedding anniversary. And today also. And I was like asking my mummy why celebrating for 2 days? And guess wad she said? She and daddy cant rmb which date was it. But both of them confirm know its either on 25 or 26 dec-.- And I swear they are serious about this. They are not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How awesome can my parents be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-8227878301250262178?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8227878301250262178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=8227878301250262178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8227878301250262178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8227878301250262178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi_25.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-6210661336093794894</id><published>2009-12-24T21:18:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T21:37:18.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;: School for Sec 1 registration (Selling of school uniforms)&gt; Loong bus ride with Lynette, Ovidia and Felcia to Suntec&gt; Restaurant to eat&gt; Wei Qi join in half way&gt; Yummy yogurt for Wei Qi&gt; Macs for ice cream for the rest&gt; Walk around&gt; Pictures with the OCBC mascolts&gt; Ovidia &amp;amp; Lynette left&gt; Topshop&gt; Topman&gt; Bus to cineleisure with Wei Qi and Felicia&gt; Met Ying Jia to pass some stuffs to Felcia&gt; Fourskin&gt; Felicia and I accompanied Wei Qi to a restaurant for her to eat&gt; Felicia left&gt; Bus Ride to tiong with Wei Qi&gt; Home&gt; Granny house&gt; Tiong Bharu road with mum, 2 younger sisters and maid&gt; Orchard with mum&gt; Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;: Spent almost the whole day at cheryl's house. And guess wad? She woke up when her brother called her. And thats when I ask her brother where is Cheryl. Night, accompanied my beloved brother to orchard to purchase his itouch, 32GB :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; to all and a happy birthday to &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Lim Mei Mei&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Marsya Shingzxz&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Jasmine Lim&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-6210661336093794894?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/6210661336093794894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=6210661336093794894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/6210661336093794894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/6210661336093794894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi_24.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-169963946957568632</id><published>2009-12-21T06:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T06:49:33.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went tot he new mosque, Al-Amin. New student, didnt know how to go in and all so waited for my cousin outside the mosque near the busstop. Lesson starts at 230 and it was aredy 245pm. Saw a group of guys who are my friends. Talk to them forawhile and they went in first. Beautiful cousins reach at about 3pm-.- The group of guys were like waiting for my cousins and I to go in the class. And so when we ennter inside, the teacher as like get out! And I was like wad?!?! Get out? Stupid. And everybody were like loitering at the top storey. And inbetween, the guys were like telling me to go in as Im a new student and  I have excuse all. But when I talk to him, he was like 'Excuse me, don try to convince me. My soul is not satified yet. So get out!' -.- Went back to the guys. And they were like 'Hasina, poor thing siol you. First lesson itself like that. Just imagine about the rest.' After a while, a girl from the class came out to us to ask for a valid reason to give the teacher. And everyone have no reason except me. So since the girl told the teacher that there is no reason, he say his going to resign. Cose the guys always come late. For the whole of this year, he gave them warning and all. Warning for like more than a year? So this time the teacher give up, he say he resigning, thus no more class to attend there anymore. And yes, I was like 'Wad? Stupid, not even the first lesson yet, no more classes-.-' And the guys were like apologizing to him while one guy was trying to act cool infront of me-.- Stupid. Act cool also like one cb like that. And yeah, after that he allow us in and lesson went good. More to say, but lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today is so embarrasing. Went NTUC to buy seventeen magazine. It was all the way at the top shelve. I tried, but couldnt. I tried jumping, but I got hit myself. Embarrasing right. Then one tall chinese guy help me take-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-169963946957568632?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/169963946957568632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=169963946957568632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/169963946957568632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/169963946957568632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterday-went-tot-he-new-mosque-al.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-4915964939696576245</id><published>2009-12-19T21:01:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T21:09:46.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 10.30am today. Going to my new r.class today. Its my first day whereas, last for the rest. Then we all will have 2 weeks hols. Im scared to go. Like seriously. My heart can just drop out any moment. Im that scared. Idk any girls there but some guys. Hope it will be alright. Can someone send me a cheering up sms? So that I can atleast calm down abit. It will start at 2.30-3pm? Leaving house at 2 to meet up with my cousin and go together. Will end about 5-5.30pm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is killing me! Calling me again to school on the 21st and the 23rd december-.-&lt;br /&gt;Knncbb,they think I have no better things to do ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess wad? I lost my student leader badge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-4915964939696576245?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/4915964939696576245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=4915964939696576245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/4915964939696576245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/4915964939696576245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi_6266.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-1687062319721416499</id><published>2009-12-19T09:36:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T10:04:18.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. Im bored. The time now is 1:36am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: School to take N level results with sister&gt; Aunt's house&gt; Homee&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Queensway Sec sch&gt; STC&gt; Aunt's house&gt; Granny house&gt; Homee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im scared for tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Cheryl on fb nowzxz(:&lt;br /&gt;2:03am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-1687062319721416499?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/1687062319721416499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=1687062319721416499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/1687062319721416499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/1687062319721416499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi_19.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-9078270118017617396</id><published>2009-12-16T22:52:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T00:36:49.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, Im bored.&lt;br /&gt;Will be calling Valerie bitch later.&lt;br /&gt;Bye:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-9078270118017617396?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/9078270118017617396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=9078270118017617396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/9078270118017617396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/9078270118017617396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi-im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-2297549806232460993</id><published>2009-12-15T22:36:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:51:17.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up at 7am. Drag myself to the batheroom at 7.30am. Left house at about 8.10am to the holding schoool. People who called me yesterday to come school didnt attend today, including Olivia-.- This is fuck or fuck? Today help out in the hall. And guess wad? The hall is freak small. The cool part is that the hall has a basement. We can go in and knock the stage up. The basement is very small. The height of it is like 1.7 only? Ended at about 12pm LJS with Kelda. After that to tiong to accompany her to buy earpiece. I got so high with her that when I laugh, everyone stare at me. She had to go off at 2pm+++ So yeah, I left home about that time then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelda promised me to have lunch together one day with Cheryl, Valerie and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murder at a hoster opposite our school yesterday:O A vietnamese got killed and was stored in a cupboard. Murder is still unknown. Francis told us to be alert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Francis kept calling me Anisah, which is opp my name-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-2297549806232460993?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/2297549806232460993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=2297549806232460993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/2297549806232460993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/2297549806232460993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/12/woke-up-at-7am.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-8894985174323266064</id><published>2009-12-15T06:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T06:13:00.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mummy I feel like fucking my holding school.&lt;br /&gt;Now Tan Min, telling me to come school tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Later will be Olivia. FML&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-8894985174323266064?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8894985174323266064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=8894985174323266064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8894985174323266064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8894985174323266064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/12/mummy-i-feel-like-fucking-my-holding.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-6373741255433405452</id><published>2009-12-15T05:44:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T05:56:58.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can you believe I talk to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ghazali&lt;/span&gt; today?!!?! Me meself cant believe it. I thought once its over, I wont be able to meet him or talk to him aready. Early in the morning, he msged me saying that he missed me(: So sweet right. Last month he msged me his temp number. I didnt bother to save it. Save for wad? As though his going to reply me. So when he msged me today morning, I didnt know who was it. I went to call. Then I get to know that it was Ghazzy. Talk to him for about an hour or less? Then went to brush my teeth. Leceh bathe so called him and talk. And then off to Dawson Road(Near queensway), to granny house&gt; Bukit Merah&gt; Granny house&gt; Aunt's house&gt; Granny house&gt; Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristina Wang, vice president of council, called me to help out in the holding school-.- So I have to gooo. Its from 8.30am to 12.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my fringe to grow fast! Its freak short, above my eyebrow-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-6373741255433405452?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/6373741255433405452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=6373741255433405452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/6373741255433405452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/6373741255433405452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/12/can-you-believe-i-talk-to-ghazali-home.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-3203851002694250313</id><published>2009-12-14T06:36:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T06:42:11.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. Im sleepy. But I dowan to sleep. Things that I do in school today is really tiring but fun(Y)&lt;br /&gt;Computer got crazy in the morning. NOW ALL DOCs ARE GONE. ALL GONE! Dad is going to get mad aready. Im sick of this kind of things. Is like all my pictures are gone!?!!?? Then Ive to like disturb some of my friends to send it to me again. Fuck, just hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today I was a real pig. I ate so much today. Then sleep somemore. Tsktsk. Okay bye. Im bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-3203851002694250313?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3203851002694250313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=3203851002694250313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3203851002694250313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3203851002694250313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi_14.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-3908243181212507079</id><published>2009-12-13T23:17:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:33:07.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clinic &gt;Haircut &gt;Clinic &gt;Home &gt;Daddy's working place &gt;Granny's house &gt;Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of those stupid spammers useing my name to spam my fb friend's blog-.- Stupid idiots. No life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;City Hall &gt;Bugis &gt;Arab street &gt;City Hall &gt;Suntec City &gt;Chinatown &gt;Daddy's working place &gt;Aunt's working place &gt;Aunt's house &gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for today, went to the new school to help out to sort things out. WAS FREAKING TIRING. It was from 9am to lunch time. Francis was kind enough to give 4 bucks each to every student who help out. Walk down to the nearest mac with Olivia Higgo. Thought it will be boring, but it wasnt. I had so much fun talking to her. She's a lucky kid. Bus-ed to the commonwealth MRT station. MRT-ed to tiong. Back home. Still in my P.E attire. Im tired. Tmr facial treatment. Okay that's it. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-3908243181212507079?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3908243181212507079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=3908243181212507079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3908243181212507079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3908243181212507079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/12/friday-home-saturday-sick-of-those.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-6899980387223276015</id><published>2009-12-10T05:40:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T05:54:12.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SyD6acEipVI/AAAAAAAAAYc/9YlbRgsGwRs/s1600-h/16334_199832348513_532633513_2997044_2775905_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SyD6acEipVI/AAAAAAAAAYc/9YlbRgsGwRs/s400/16334_199832348513_532633513_2997044_2775905_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413602084218119506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Im going to make this post short and sweet. Woke up at 12pm. Get ready and off to STC to buy books at 1.30pm and from there to QSS to take booklist for my brother. Then to my aunt's house which was near by there. Played, ate, drank etc and off to Queensway shopping with hottie cousin and brother. First, bought 1 set uniform, then nothing? No wait, school bag. Its plain black with some spiderweb design. Then brother bought a bag, not a schoolbag, for himself. Cousin window shop today and shopping tmr I guess. He chose the clothes and bags he wanna buy aredy. Bye bye to cousin and back home with brother. And brother went granny house to play PS3 with another cousin whereas I was at home getting ready to go Cheryl's house. Left home at 6pm. Reach there about 6.20pm?? Val and Cheryl were shocked when I reach as I told them that Im not be able to make it but at last I did it. Cheryl kept scaring me by her rabbits. &amp;amp; Yes, Im scared of animals and insects though I love some. Left her place at about 8? Dinner and now tired. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-6899980387223276015?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/6899980387223276015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=6899980387223276015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/6899980387223276015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/6899980387223276015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/12/okay-im-going-to-make-this-post-short.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SyD6acEipVI/AAAAAAAAAYc/9YlbRgsGwRs/s72-c/16334_199832348513_532633513_2997044_2775905_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-9139972741594976730</id><published>2009-12-08T21:43:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T22:08:54.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday my beloved sister brought me to the clinic at Bukit merah. And since she got her pay aredy, she decided to take cab to every single place that she's going. But anyway ya, doctor said that I have foood poisoning. MC from CCA for the whole of this weeek. Like omg la. So loong. Once I leave the clinic, I vomited again-.- Quickly left that place. Sister fetch me back home and went shopping with her friend. Lunch was beancurd. Hardly swollow them. So ate like  3 or 4 spoons and kept it aside. Watch Singapore idol yesterday. It was dead boring. So slept foawhile and woke up at 10pm for the results show. Tabby is out. I wanted Sylvia to be out actually. But anyway yeah, its over. Yesterday's temp was 38.5 but is much better. 36.2, no fever. I hope it will just remain like that so that I can go buy my books tmr and Cheryl's house on thurday. Yesterday didnt bathe. So yeah, going o bathe nowzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-9139972741594976730?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/9139972741594976730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=9139972741594976730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/9139972741594976730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/9139972741594976730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterday-my-beloved-sister-brought-me.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-986895001416203307</id><published>2009-12-07T21:15:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:26:15.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday slept at 2am. Woke up 3am cose Aunt got so bored staying at her house. So she decided to sleepover with us. Then sleep back again at 3.30am Woke up at 5+am as the environment was freak cold. Like really cold. So try to tahan and couldnt sleep aredy. So went hall at about 6am to sleep at the sofa. But it failed. I was still cold. Went kitchen to have a drink. After 10mins or smth, I vomited the water out. Gross? Pretty much. Then I wash my mouth and had another cup of drink. Not long enough, I vomited it out again;( So this time just wash up and went back to sleep. Woke up at 7am. Had fever aready. Took panadols and feeling better now. Body is weak now:( Really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister have been working at my aunty's working place recently and got $450 as her salary in one month! She planned where to go shoopping all. And now about my ipod. Mum seems to be more worried than me. Then now she say I got the fever because of the ipod. I think about it too much-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay feel like vomiting again. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-986895001416203307?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/986895001416203307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=986895001416203307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/986895001416203307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/986895001416203307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterday-slept-at-2am.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-8419816754319267061</id><published>2009-12-07T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T06:02:23.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fuck, I lost my iPOD&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/6930090705709790498-8419816754319267061?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8419816754319267061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=8419816754319267061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8419816754319267061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8419816754319267061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/12/fuck-i-lost-my-ipod.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-5973118674349146537</id><published>2009-12-07T00:29:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T03:01:40.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yozx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed the whole day at home. Cousins came over(: It was awesome. One of my cousin was telling me about her madrasah. Wah, the way she say ah made me wanner join her madrasah siol. The current one, As- Soabreen(sp?) is dead boring. For hours, fuck. Can die. I just drag myself to that mosque every sunday. Whereas, my cousin's one is Al-Amin. Which is awesome pawsome. Its sat&amp;amp; sun. 2 to 3 hours each day. Its fun to the max. How I wish I can quit the current one and join the Telok blangah one. Its near and convenient. More familiar people there compared to the yishun one. Telok blangah one is more reasonable and more shiok!!! Whereas the yishun one is no where nearer. Their camps are like rocking compared to the yishun one. Non-muslims friends, I know yall don understand whats return over here. But well ya, Im talking about the religous class that I always attend every Sunday at yishun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thurday going Cheryl's house.&lt;br /&gt;Internet is getting bored:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-5973118674349146537?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5973118674349146537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=5973118674349146537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5973118674349146537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5973118674349146537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/12/yozx-stayed-whole-day-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-8468779865625398855</id><published>2009-12-03T21:49:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T22:26:43.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BUTTDAY SHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, before training, me everyone at commonwealth first. Then when we are about to take the bus to macrichie resourvoir, Francis idiot call us to school to help in that new school-.- And once we reach there, Francis told us to unpack all the trophies in the box and put it in the cupboard. Francis help us by telling which trophy to put in which cupboard. Then when I took oout a trophy. it was GG's one. I gave it to Francis. He told me to go staffrooom and give it to his gf. &amp;amp; first, in that new school I have to like find for the staffroom firdt. Then find for the gf's table to give it to her. Then that fool told me to go blk G and put it in the GG room. And I was like wad? This is my first time coming to this school. I dono where the hell on earth is blk G. Then she say walk down straight and you'll find it. Went back to Francis and he gave me another 2 more. I couldnt carry all so Gabrielle accompany me. Wah, I tell you ah, I had a hard time finding for that stupid GG room. The school is like freak big. Bigger than the current one? Then we went like one big round around the school and still couldnt find it. Went another round in a diffrent route and we found it. But how pathetic can we be? We dono the way back. Walk around and found it. After that we had to go macritchie for training. Took 93 and didnt know where to stop. We were all sitting at the upper deck. Then we saw this teen girl getting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasina: EXCUSE ME. ( I didnt move to her. I just shout from where im sitting)&lt;br /&gt;Teen: ( Couldnt hear me as she was listening to songs)&lt;br /&gt;Hasina: EXCUSE ME!&lt;br /&gt;Teen: ( Look up at me)&lt;br /&gt;Hasina: Hi. Can take out your earpiece?&lt;br /&gt;Teen: (She took out her earpiece)&lt;br /&gt;Hasina: Do you know where is macrichie&lt;br /&gt;Teen: Its this stop.&lt;br /&gt;Hasina: Oh okay thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the earpiece part, everybody think that Im being rude. Everybody as in the trackerz. They kept saying that Eh Hasina, you very rude eh. You just shout out to her to take out her earpiece. And I was like its not rude. Its just telling. Stupid fools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the jog was about 4km. But since I, HasinaF become a pandi, I couldnt really run well. I sweat even when Im walking. This says that Im really fat. And the path that we jog was something like forest. After training, lunch with Chelsea W, W Jiamin and Isabelle A at long john. After lunch, chill there forawhile and went back homezx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch taken. Then tiong to buy prezzy for brother for his buttday. Bought Manu bathe towel, earrings for myself and food for my younger sister. Back home at 830. Had dinner and went granny house to play monopoly with the guyszxz. It was so funn playing with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother went out for Jummah. Waiting for him to come back. We will be visiting our cousin baby boy who is like only 1 years old last week in KK hospital as he is admitted there due to his fever:(   After that will be movie with the guys again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-8468779865625398855?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8468779865625398855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=8468779865625398855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8468779865625398855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8468779865625398855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-buttday-shaha-kay-before-training.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-44172622953775384</id><published>2009-12-02T17:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:29:13.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. The time now is 9:27am I have to be in commonwealth at 9:45am to go macritchie(sp?) I still haven wear my shoes, taken my wallet, ipod etc. Im going to be late. Bye. Promise I will blog today after my training.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-44172622953775384?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/44172622953775384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=44172622953775384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/44172622953775384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/44172622953775384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-5341648473113042254</id><published>2009-12-01T03:22:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T03:40:33.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxUAcV4wtvI/AAAAAAAAAXw/tnCaaLDvnCo/s1600/the_boys_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 181px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410231014267074290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxUAcV4wtvI/AAAAAAAAAXw/tnCaaLDvnCo/s400/the_boys_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back from facial aredy. It last for about 90 mins. And yknow the skirt that Ive mentioned just now, kept annoying me since just now. When I walk in the oublinc, I have no choice but to keep adjusting it. Instead of going home, went granny house. Stayed there forahile then macs and them home. Yknow when Ii went macs to buy mcflurry outside, I saw a freaking hot guy inside. Hot until cannot be hot aready. I kept looking at him while the flurry was in process. Then when he was about to look at me, I turn away. I very scared aredy. Then I look back again. So hot siol that idiot. His eurasian if Im not wrong. His skin colour, his hair, the way he talk to his friends, foo power! He was wearing redish pink top and red adidas watch. Ahhh, can just stand there and look at him sial. HOT AS HELL SIOL cb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-5341648473113042254?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5341648473113042254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=5341648473113042254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5341648473113042254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5341648473113042254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/12/back-from-facial-aredy.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxUAcV4wtvI/AAAAAAAAAXw/tnCaaLDvnCo/s72-c/the_boys_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-5594003667304368210</id><published>2009-11-30T21:04:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:20:56.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxSkBrKB7GI/AAAAAAAAAXo/u0-MVHMzKzw/s1600/999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410129401050426466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxSkBrKB7GI/AAAAAAAAAXo/u0-MVHMzKzw/s400/999.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watch New Moon with love on Sunday. It was okay okay. It didnt turn out like how I expected. Yesterday went GESPS to buy books for my sister as parents are unable to buy for her due to their work. And the service there was like fuck. The girl who was serving me kept missing out so many things. Then say the price for all. Then after few secs say a diffrent price. I just felt like taking the calculator over there and smacking her head! &amp;amp;btw, I saw my school cleaner in that school. I asked her why is she here. Then she said that the govt gave her a temp cleaning in that school. Bought uniform and back home. And the bus I took, I saw many of my primary school friends. Talk to them forawhile and when my stop come, I had to say goodbye aready. N&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now Im going to go off for facial treatment. Wearig skirt and t-shirt. And I swear it has been years since I wore a skirt. The skirt that Im wearing now is abit complicated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tmr attending a wedding of my mum's friend's daughter. Im not really sure whether its tmr or thur. And thur have training at macritchie(sp?) reservoir. I dono how the hell to get to that place. So should be meeting Chelsea Wooof!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay bye. Im going to get late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-5594003667304368210?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5594003667304368210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=5594003667304368210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5594003667304368210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5594003667304368210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/11/watch-new-moon-with-love-on-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxSkBrKB7GI/AAAAAAAAAXo/u0-MVHMzKzw/s72-c/999.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-5857891576664164439</id><published>2009-11-27T09:24:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T09:55:37.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was kinda boring as expected. Didnt manage to take pictures with the guys as they were like plaing wii all those shit games. So yeah, cannot make it. When chinatown mosque to korban. &amp;amp; that place was flooded with blood. The blood of sheeeps. Gross. I went there with my brother and cousin brother. Then that dudes said that its so exciting/fun/interesting looking at the sheeep being killed-.- The place was so stinky. And saw quite a number of hot guys there. Some were familiar. Brother fight with a small kiddo busted there-.- Bro start off by hitting him when his not looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid: Eh what? Wanna fight ah?&lt;br /&gt;Cousin bro: Come la. You think wad? I scared of you ah small boy&lt;br /&gt;Brother: Idiot! We are sec students. Not like you, in baby school.&lt;br /&gt;Kid: You want me to believe yall that yall are sec students? HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Cousin bro: Oi! Your dick is freaking small like my minnie finger. So just shutup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like wtf? Involving dick when they're fighting somemore in the mosque!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; there was this girl who kept looooking and smiling at me. Then I have no choice but to smile at her. And I think I smile at her for about 10times in just less than 2hours? And I swear the lord that I dono who the hell is she. She's not familiar too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rmb in the previous post or something I mentioned that a guy asked for my number? He kept msging and calling me for the past few days. But I didnt bother to ans him. Idk why. When his calling, the phone will be like just right infront of me. I'll see whose calling then just ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time now is 1:53am. Will use fb forawhile and go sleeeep. Tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-5857891576664164439?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5857891576664164439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=5857891576664164439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5857891576664164439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5857891576664164439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-was-kinda-boring-as-expected.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-3324828522315701647</id><published>2009-11-26T20:25:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T21:02:25.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/Sw9VrjTjhoI/AAAAAAAAAXg/lMaa7sqK3kU/s1600/DSC00670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408635884195251842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/Sw9VrjTjhoI/AAAAAAAAAXg/lMaa7sqK3kU/s400/DSC00670.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pikcher above was taken today morning. Im tired now. I very bored over here. Even in this occasion, most of my cousins are going for work! I think only me and the small kids will be at grannny's house later. I hope it will not be boring!! Im tired now. Very sleepy too. Currently only mum, maid and I at home. Pathetic? Pretty much. At about 1pm, I will leave my house to get rid of boredoms. Picutures will be up on the fb by 2010. I lazy upload now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im like bloghopping now. And most of the blogs Ive visited are HongKah sec! I dono why. Yesterday was GanEngSeng. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay bye. Im tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-3324828522315701647?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3324828522315701647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=3324828522315701647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3324828522315701647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3324828522315701647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/11/pikcher-above-was-taken-today-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/Sw9VrjTjhoI/AAAAAAAAAXg/lMaa7sqK3kU/s72-c/DSC00670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-3228585285351528948</id><published>2009-11-25T22:45:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T23:22:11.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up today at 12pm++ Went out with my mom to buy clothes for dad for tmr's celebration. Saw Ameen's gf. And that gf kept staring at me. So I stare back. This continued for about 5 mins? Mmy eyes pain aready. Previous time also she stare at me. Now also. She better watch out if she stare at me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later going bugis with brother and my hot cousin:) His like the hottest in my family. My brother is like no where near. Both of them plan to buy clothes from topman. And me, still haven decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday on fb, there was this girl start fighting with me over Faizal Isa. I also fight with her back. I throw all my vulgarities on her. She got so pissed off. At last, she apologize to me. I have no choice but to say sorry back. Then she start asking about me. So I ask her how old is she. Guess wad she said?!?! Freak ten only. I cant believe Im like fighting with a small girl. She's like only pri 4? She asked for my number. Then I was like for?? Then she say" We are friends now! We should keeep in touch all the time. Always keeeep the updates of Faizal too." Then I was like Okayy. I passed her my number. And she gave me her house number-.- Then she kept asking me what on earth am I doing. I didnt bother to reply. Soooner or later,Im going to remove her from my fb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess wad? A guy asked for my number yesterday(: And he msged me today morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-3228585285351528948?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3228585285351528948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=3228585285351528948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3228585285351528948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3228585285351528948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/11/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-3596907710518566507</id><published>2009-11-24T22:10:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T03:36:09.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/Sw0Qmq5rN5I/AAAAAAAAAXY/SL0h03RlP1M/s1600/14253_175674322797_644462797_3099962_5260877_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407996984079103890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/Sw0Qmq5rN5I/AAAAAAAAAXY/SL0h03RlP1M/s400/14253_175674322797_644462797_3099962_5260877_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven been eating food properly for the past few days. Kept delaying my meals. 2 days ago, I slept at about 5.30am and woke up at 12pm++ Then brush teeth at 1pm? Lunch at 5pm++ and dinner at 2am. Delaying my meals like fuck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today morning went to my father's working place to pass him a sum of money as he forget to bring along wth him. Stayed there till 1pm and back home. The help out thing in the commonwealth school is being cancelled like yesterday night. Stayed at home the whole day. Suffering from boredem!!! Parents went for work. Brother went to help out with dad. Sister is working. Last sister, Saffreen is together with my brother too. Left Second last sister, cousin and maid. Im like a dead body infront of the computer. Only my hand is moving. Then rest all restless aready. Ive never felt this bored before. Online like almost the whole day. Those who are online now are those not fun people. They totally boring~.~ Angel came up and talk to me about her crush, name kirk. The name is pretty much wierd. Talk to her forawhile and thats all. She have to go out. So yeah, Im like over here at home with no life. Tmr going shopping with mummy and brother for clothes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; yknow wad!? Just yesterday then I realize that this friday is hari raya haji. I thought it would be like end of next month of something. But its not. Puasa was like something really big but haji, not. Ive  not bought anything for it. Not even clothes. So going out tmr to buy those. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; another thing. Im planning to cut bangs! But I scared it will be curly wirly. Then it will be gross/disgusting. My forehead is short. So Im scared my bangs will look ugly because of it tooo. But I really want to cut bangs!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I cannot take it aready. Its getting boring every single moment now!! Fuck!!! After very long, going to watch Singapore Idol later at 8pm. Hope it willl entertain me! And its a sad thing that Faizal Isa went out:'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-3596907710518566507?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3596907710518566507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=3596907710518566507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3596907710518566507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3596907710518566507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/11/haven-been-eating-food-properly-for.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/Sw0Qmq5rN5I/AAAAAAAAAXY/SL0h03RlP1M/s72-c/14253_175674322797_644462797_3099962_5260877_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-5147169810089815229</id><published>2009-11-21T04:32:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T08:32:59.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SwjnP5N3j2I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/AhdSi19G_cQ/s1600/16136_197192555928_713460928_2852688_6678164_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406825612901322594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SwjnP5N3j2I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/AhdSi19G_cQ/s400/16136_197192555928_713460928_2852688_6678164_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;STC had prom night on thursday night. It was the bombzxzxz!!! I had so much of excitement. Went school at 11am to start of with my duty. Then at about 12.30pm, friends call me to eat lunch with them at vivo. So inform the teacher in charge, Mrs Hazel for permission. And that dude only gave me like half an hour to eat-.- Somemore it was raining. Then have traffic jam all. Then reach vivo at about 1pm? Ate at food republic. Left at 1.45pm Reach school at about 2pm? Didnt bother to give Mrs Hazel a shit. Didnt bother to find her after I reach school also. Slacked at audi with the rest. Met Hazel again at 5pm++ Sha gave us some work to do. Then at about 5.45pm, we had our very early dinner. At 6.05pm, off for duty again at the foyer. And my duty is to tell all the fucking graduates to stop blocking the way. Cose most of them were like at the foyer waiting for their friends. And since I was wearing heels since morning, it really hurt my foot at night. Almost all the student leaders took off their heels forawhile inbetweeen. Including me. Everything ended at about 10pm. And after that was the shiokess part. It was the time for dancefloor(: All those hiphop people went up and dance. And my friends and I join in half way after having half an hour rest. And once I start dancing, I took off my blazer slowly. Then Vaaadi grab that blazer from me, swing and swing up high and threw it on the flooor. My hp was in it too! But nothing happen la. We kept dancing and dancing and dancing. And I dance like a crazy. Inbetweeen, I loosen my tie, unbottom my top abit, tuck out my top and dance. And I sweat like as though I just went for a 2.4km jog. Everybody stopped dancing at about 11pm++ The dance was somewhat like clubbing. I wasnt tired at all. Collected all my things scattered everywhere in the audi and hardcourt. Met up with my sister and her friends. Slacked with them for awhile and reached home at about 12am++. And yeah, I really anjoyed that day. Pictures are taken by Bettina, Jiamin and Mr Wang. Its up on fb now. Only waiting for Mr Wang to upload it now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday went for r.class. Was kinda boring. Actually everyday is boring. Going just for the sack of mummy.Suppose to start at 10am and end at about 12pm. But since the teacher was late, we started at 10.40am and ended at 12.30pm. After that, headed to northpoint with friends. One of them was meeting her bf. So also used that chance to have a look at him. And the friend of mine who is meeting her bf is pretty. We all were walking ard there waiting for her bf. And once he come, I was so shocked! He damit ugly. Like seriously. He loook like some bangladesh? Very tall and dark. The hair was curly and messy. In just one word, gross. Habib is like thousand times better than him. I cant believe my friend chose a guy like him. Somemore he very shy. He didnt talk to us at all. Not even a hi? Somemore he spent like less than half an hour with her. Then his off. I lepak there with the rest and went back home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have been going arcade for the pass few days with brother, Shaha. Its fun. But its fucking noisy. Yesterday saw Brenda Lee at arcade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to keep a dog but I cant. I want to keeep a cat but Im very scared to touch. So how on earth can I take care of it properly!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-5147169810089815229?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5147169810089815229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=5147169810089815229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5147169810089815229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5147169810089815229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/11/stc-had-prom-night-on-thursday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SwjnP5N3j2I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/AhdSi19G_cQ/s72-c/16136_197192555928_713460928_2852688_6678164_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-5496152701579331283</id><published>2009-11-18T09:55:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T10:53:41.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SwQ1Slk0wXI/AAAAAAAAAXA/qsfmXYK1LoU/s1600/14253_175674282797_644462797_3099955_672032_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405504046191919474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SwQ1Slk0wXI/AAAAAAAAAXA/qsfmXYK1LoU/s400/14253_175674282797_644462797_3099955_672032_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Busy for the whole of this week. Had fever on sundday and monday. Tuesday went out with Trisha to buy present for her parents' anniversary. Wednesday, which is today, was fun only when I was at Felicia's house. First, I went schoool at 10am. Decorate the chairs with colourful roses and arrange the chairs. Then it was lunch time aready. Went over to Felicia's house at about 12.30pm with WQ and Lynette. Her parents was so nice enough to treat us macs meal. Like there were about 6 of them including me. Then each ordered a meal. In total, it cost about $45++ Then her mum kept offering us food. We were like too full aready. At about 4.30pm, Heather, Lynette and I accompanied Felicia to collect her retainers at united square. Also bought a yummy yogurt there. Olivia told us to be back in school by 3pm. And we only left Fel's house at 5.10pm And yknow wad? Fel drive us from the carpark to the lobby. She drive damn coool siol. I was having full of excitement at that short period of time. Is like so thrilling! A person at about he same age is driving. Like playing with our life. So on the way back to school, sat on Lynette's lap as there were lack of space. Then she kept complaining that my butt bone hurt her thigh-.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way, we were also thinking of a lie as areason to give Olivia for not turning up in school at 3pm. And the lie was, I went lunch at Felicia's house which is true and after lunch, I got a call from dental telling that I have a appointment every 6 months. Then after appointment, we were stuck in rain, have traffic jam la, shitzxz etc. But atlast, Olivia didnt ask much about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And  you know wad? Trisha told me that the council members didnt want me to put me in ushering for prom night cose Im so rowdy-.- And I was like wth!!! Fuck or fuck. Then they didnt want me to put in the reception cose I will get easily distracted-.- So they put me in the Miss Theresian group(: I swear idk wad on earth to do on that Miss Theresian part. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tmr is prom. Wearing whites, blazer and heels. Will be in school from 11am to 10pm++ Okay, Im tired now. Pictures of today has been added by Felicia aready. More to come. But for now, just go and view under tagged pikchers(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye, Im going to sleep araedy. The time now is 2.51am&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;And also finding &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-5496152701579331283?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5496152701579331283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=5496152701579331283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5496152701579331283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5496152701579331283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/11/busy-for-whole-of-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SwQ1Slk0wXI/AAAAAAAAAXA/qsfmXYK1LoU/s72-c/14253_175674282797_644462797_3099955_672032_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-8979148647780431356</id><published>2009-11-13T06:01:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T02:01:11.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;See how my brother talks to a girl. And only girls come forward to talk to him and see how he reply to them. And whateever he said is a lie. And the girl will not use bad words at all.&lt;br /&gt;Mohamed is my brother. Tasneem is the girl who came forward to talk to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1598543125"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tasneem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;hello&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mohamed&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;hello&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1598543125"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tasneem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;wad u doin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mohamed&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;eating shit&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;y u wan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1598543125"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tasneem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;idoit&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;fine go talk to the shit&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mohamed&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;relax la&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1598543125"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tasneem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;ok&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;so hw is life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mohamed&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;lke ur face&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1598543125"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tasneem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;hello too much&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mohamed&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;hw much&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1598543125"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tasneem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;tooo much&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mohamed&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;o_0&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1598543125"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tasneem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;so ans me properly la&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;i so bored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mohamed&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;what&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;ineed to take my report book wif my parents on monday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;which is very cool&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1598543125"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tasneem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;u stay back ah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;aiyyo shaha shaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mohamed&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;no i retain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1598543125"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tasneem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;ya la&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mohamed&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;no i retain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1598543125"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tasneem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;kk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;atleast nxt year promot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mohamed&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;promote to?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1598543125"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tasneem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;sec 3 diong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mohamed&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;who say&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;my parents stop me from studying&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1598543125"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tasneem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;forget it la&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;yaya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;like real&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mohamed&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;she wan sent me to india&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1598543125"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tasneem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;than &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mohamed&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;get married&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1598543125"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tasneem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;poor thing la that girl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mohamed&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;fck off&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1598543125"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tasneem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;okokok&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;chill&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mohamed&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;fck you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1598543125"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tasneem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;go die&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mohamed&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;send me bad word&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;say some bad word&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1598543125"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tasneem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;than u send what&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mohamed&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;send first&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1598543125"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tasneem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;no iwon't&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mohamed&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;u send i giv u 1000&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1598543125"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tasneem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;no need&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mohamed&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;india currency&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1598543125"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Tasneem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;when u goin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mohamed&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;so hw's life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1598543125"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Tasneem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;how was last day of sch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="visibility_change"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp"&gt;9:59pm&lt;/span&gt;Tasneem is offline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-8979148647780431356?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' 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style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Are you single - Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2. Are you happy - For now is not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3. Are you bored - No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4. Are you fair - Nah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5. Are you Italian - No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;6. Are you intelligent - Ive to ask my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7. Are you honest - Most of the times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;8. Are you nice - Sometimes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;9. Are you Irish - Err, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;10. Are you Asian - Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;10 Facts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Name : Hasina Farigees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2. Nick: Don wish to have for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3. Birth place: Singapore, Mount Alvenia Hosp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4. Hair colour: Blackk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5. Natural Hair style: Straight but abit curly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;6. Eye colour: Dark brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7. Birthday: 7 April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;8. Mood: Neutral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;9. Favourite colour: Red forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;10. One place you want to visit: New Zealand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;10 things about my love life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Have you ever been in love: Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2. Do you believe in love at first sight: G0shh hell no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3. Do you have a crush currently: Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4. Have you ever been hurt emotionally: Duh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5. Have you ever broken someone's heart: No!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;6. Have you ever have your heart broken: Huh? Idk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7. Have you ever liked someone but never told them: Obviously yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;8. Are you afraid of commitment: Not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;9. The last person you hugged: Farah Honeyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;10. Who was the last person you said I love you to: Meiying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;10 This or That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Love or Lust: Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2. Hard liquor or beer : Neither, Im a muslim la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3. Cat or Dog: Cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4. A few best friends or any regular friends: A few best friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5. Creamy or Crunchy: Crunchy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;6. Pencil or Pen: Pencil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7. Wild night out or Romantic Night in: Wild night out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;8. Money or Happiness: Happiness B]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;9. Night or Day - Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;10. IM or phone - Phone, duhh !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;10 Have you ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Been caught sneaking out: Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2. Seen a polar bear: Yeah, in the zoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3. Done something you regret: Yessa, so many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4. Bungee jumped: I lovin it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5. Eaten food that fell on the floor: Long time ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;6. Finish entire jaw breaker: No, its so hard and its like a never ending game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7. Been caught naked: No-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;8. Wanted an ex gf/bf back: Hell yeah:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;9. Cried because you lost a pet: I hate keeping pets. Im afraid of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;10. Wanted to disappear: Of course !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;10 preferences in a partner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Smile or Eyes: Smile(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2. Light hair or Dark hair: Anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3. Hugs or Kisses: Kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4. Shorter or Taller: Taller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5. Intelligent or Attraction: Attraction:o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;6. Topman or Zara: Topman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7. Funny or Serious: Funnaye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;8. Older or Younger: Same or older. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;9. Outgoing or Quiet: Out-going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;10. Sweet or Bad: Hawtstuffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;10 Have you's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Ever performed in front of a large crowd: Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2. Ever talked on the phone for more than 1 hour: Who doesnt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3. Ever walked on hands: Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4. Ever been to a rock concert: Yeah when I was young-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5. Ever been in a cheerleading team: YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Ever been in a dance team: Primary 3 and 4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7. Ever been in a sports team: Yeah, in track now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;8. Ever been in a drama play: I cant rmb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;9. Ever owned a BMW/Mercedes Benz/Escalade/Hummer/Bentley: Nah, I cant even drive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;10. Ever been in a rap video: Yeah, accident! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;10 last's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Last phone call you made: Trisha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2. Last person you hugged: Farah Honeyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3. Last person you hung out with: Trisha? It was only this afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4. Last person you worked for: Dad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5. Last person you talked to: Mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;6. Last person you IM: ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7. Last person you texted: Lynette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;8. Last person you went movie with: Brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Last person/things you missed: Times I spent with my friends(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;10. Last website visited: Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Tag 10 people to do this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Cheryl Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2. Valerie Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3. Lynette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4. Felicia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5. Meiying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;6. Andrea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7. Hae Yeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;8. Suganese &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;9. Farah Hani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;10. Ramizah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-2516515509424337135?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/2516515509424337135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=2516515509424337135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/2516515509424337135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/2516515509424337135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/11/quizzzz-from-fb-10-are-yous-1.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-7107630876840276005</id><published>2009-11-12T01:29:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T07:48:06.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small sisters Saffreen and Nusrath made so much of noise yesterday while I was watching TV. I got so angry and fed up that I threw all the vulgarities on them:( Now I feel really guilty. I dowan them to use vulgarities. Small sisters, Im sorry. I write here as though they are going to read my blog-.- Went macs yesterday with my brother. And there came the bullies. They are my bro's pri friends. They thought that my brother is a big bro to me-.- Fuck or fuck? Then they start saying smth about me and I swear my god,I don understand anything. And my coward bro, didnt bother to do anything-.- How great can he be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Trisha today morning and went training together. Did weights and striding. Not bad. Can be done. After training, went canteen to discuss about the track chalet with the rest. Today at western store, the aunty made baked macaroni. It was awesome!!! Compared to the previous days that she have done, today is like 1000 times better! Or more. Its in a small freaking bowl but it made me full. Trackers went off for lunch at 1pm? Since I was full, I didnt follow them. Continue staying at the canteen with Freda and her indian dance members. At about 1.30pm, Trisha came back from her lit lesson. While Trisha was having her lunch, I jump into floorball cca group. Even though I spent very little time with them, I had so much fun. Like really so much fun. Celia Woo laughed at the things I said until her face turned so red sial. After spending time with them, I went back to the dance grp peeps. Chit chat there forawhile and not long, softballers came. Had fun with Dini, Ming Rui and Sasha(: Left school at about 3pm. Met Suganese in the bus. And that dude thought that I was a lesbo:/ How great can she be. Talk to her about some stuffs and yeah, reached home at about 3.45pm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr going school for the kellock carnival. Hope it will be fun looking and talking to the kiddos. It wil be from 830 to 1130-.- So early in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-7107630876840276005?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/7107630876840276005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=7107630876840276005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/7107630876840276005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/7107630876840276005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/11/yesterday-small-sisters-saffreen-and.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-8895760104408952393</id><published>2009-11-10T04:59:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T05:31:44.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/Svlj1Z6Z3bI/AAAAAAAAAW4/1zt_WVwW84A/s1600-h/DSC00635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402458997147688370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/Svlj1Z6Z3bI/AAAAAAAAAW4/1zt_WVwW84A/s400/DSC00635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a long time since I post and now, Im still lazy to post. Im forcing myself to keep my blog alive. Leadership camp was pretty much awesome. Got so many new friends and got the chance to get closer to them too. I only hate the part where we have to get into groups to do project for 2010. Research part was bad but the members part are good. On saturday have to like fight for my blazer from Weiqi. Borrowed court shoes at last min from Yoyuan woth the help of Grace. She is so nice(: Teachers invest moment was greatxzxz. Mum came over to pin the badge on me whilee friends came to witness. Monday went for training. And the work out was 600m X 5 times. Tiring but able to finish it. After training, went to help out Celine Quek in packing things. Then had lunch with Trisha at macs. After lunch, walk ard tiong and saw few STC teachers in Sakea Sushi. Back home at about 4pm? Thursday's workout is weights! Hate it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today watch uninvited with brother in VCD. And brother keep saying that its scary when its actually not-.- I feel so sticky now and I leceh bathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More pictures of LM2 will be up on fb soooooon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-8895760104408952393?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8895760104408952393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=8895760104408952393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8895760104408952393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8895760104408952393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-has-been-long-time-since-i-post-and.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/Svlj1Z6Z3bI/AAAAAAAAAW4/1zt_WVwW84A/s72-c/DSC00635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-9161077854537691894</id><published>2009-10-31T12:12:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T12:27:18.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/Suyaij4mWdI/AAAAAAAAAWw/6AkRfuyGYKQ/s1600-h/16445_164009302975_705362975_2664424_4150830_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398859971849247186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/Suyaij4mWdI/AAAAAAAAAWw/6AkRfuyGYKQ/s400/16445_164009302975_705362975_2664424_4150830_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday town with Freda, Jia Hui, Jessica and Valerie. Walked ard and tried out a dress in river island. And I like it. It cost about $165-.- Bought things at diva and headed to Valerie's house at 5pm++ Reach her at about 6pm. Rest forawhile and surfed the net. Ard 7pm, Cheryl reach Val's house. At 8pm, dinner with Valerie and Cheryl. Jessica didnt want to have dinner so she just stuck inside Val's room. Cut cake at 9pm? Them camwhored inside her room at abt 9.30pm plus. Then went home. Reach home a 10pm++ More pictures in fb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today didnt do nothing much. Tried to finish up the hmwk given by Francis. And in the both papers he gave, Ive only done like 1 question? I have no mood to do research all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its very hard for me to train my pet in pet society. It will just take forever for me to level up. Idk how the hell Ghazali managed to level up up to 47! Im like only at 15? Grrh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom's coming back to Singapore this coming tuesday if Im not wrong(: Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-9161077854537691894?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/9161077854537691894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=9161077854537691894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/9161077854537691894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/9161077854537691894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/10/thursday-town-with-freda-jia-hui.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/Suyaij4mWdI/AAAAAAAAAWw/6AkRfuyGYKQ/s72-c/16445_164009302975_705362975_2664424_4150830_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-7940041649850929191</id><published>2009-10-28T08:57:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T09:27:18.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was boring as usual. Tamil class was suck to the max. That stupid dude Mr Sekaran always scold me. Nothing better to do in the world. If he give a passage to read, I wont read. Then he will be like, you are a bad girl. -.- Cb right. Tell us to copy down a comprehension passage and yeah, he say have to stay back and all. Cannot leave the class etc. So yeah, while I was copying, I skipped like 2 or 3 paras. He check then say good girl, now you can go back home. He like one fuckass sial. After school had break before training. Chelsea Woof did smth to me that I screamed so loud that made everyone in the canteen to stare at me. And pple who were in the canteen were those who are taking O math:/ I disturbed them by screaming. It was like so malu. And guess what I did? Quickly running away from that place with Chelsea. Training did some striding and gym. After that vivo wih Cheryl to buy present. Had dinner over there and back home ard 7pm++ reaching 8pm. Then watched SI for awhile and went granny house to meet my cousin. Then from there, left the house at 9pm++ reaching 10pm to tiong to withdraw some money and back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Habib's birthday. He came over to my place. But I didnt had the chance to wish him as I was off to airport to send off my mum. But anyway ya, hope he will enjoy his day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, Happy birthday Valerie. I don have any pictures of you and me for now to upload as my computer recently got crashed and all pics and songs are gone! So ya, sorraye ah. Tmr will take more while we are at town(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The peron I miss the most: M&lt;br /&gt;The person I miss the most is online right now but Im afraid to chat:( M is like so annoying! Im like kept thinking of M everyday. M is like always soming on my mind. M toook the first place in my part of my life. And its hard to forget. How? Can fuck my life right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess wad? My brother retain:(&lt;br /&gt;Tmr going out with Valerie to town.&lt;br /&gt;Friday have training, 20mins jog outside school:O&lt;br /&gt;Saturday got invited by Wasimah to her house for tea at 5pm&lt;br /&gt;Sunday have R. class and mum is returning back to S'pore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye, Im going to remove my contact lense now and sleep sooooooon. And ya, I don mind M talking to me now. I don mind staying awake(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-7940041649850929191?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/7940041649850929191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=7940041649850929191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/7940041649850929191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/7940041649850929191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/10/school-was-boring-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-5414996472126170583</id><published>2009-10-26T23:49:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T01:02:36.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yester school was like fish! So boring! Had photography course and training after school. During training, I was like some sufferkido. Dying for the training to end. I want my stamina back! Im like some lousy freak. And this was due to the morning runs that I didnt attend:( But anyway, ya there will be training this wednesday also. I lecheh go:( But have to. After training, went over to Trisha's house. She showed me some of the hindi movies she liked. And she showed my as if I understand their language-.- Got so bored that I slept over at her house till 7pm+ After that, she have to go for her guitar class so yeah, her parents fetch me back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Cheryl and Valerie for gifting me a waist belt(:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I've yet to pass Jia Hui her present:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today didnt go school. Went over to my brother's school, QWSS together with my mum. And you know what? Once I enter, everybody stare at me and I got so frightened! Saw some familiar faces. Also saw Nurul Ain, my fb friend, but dono each other. She saw me and I saw her. She stare at me and I stare at her back. Friends ard her stare at me. I cant stare at them cose My eye pain aready so just ignore. Met with teacher and had a talk and back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6pm, going airport to send off mummy:( She will be back by this weeek if Im not wrong. And in singapore, I have to survive with my daddy's cooking. Can die. In just a instant noodle, its okay if he add sausage but not carrot, mint leave, karuvapillai, beans etc. So how to call him? Dumb or dumbfuck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye. Can anyone send gift to me in pet society, fb?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-5414996472126170583?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5414996472126170583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=5414996472126170583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5414996472126170583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5414996472126170583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/10/yester-school-was-like-fish-so-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-5638726222174816521</id><published>2009-10-23T06:25:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T06:42:18.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Morning went over to WQ's house. And I love her room. We both wear smth similar co incidently. Mine was grey top and white bottom. Hers is white top and grey bottom. Okay anyway, cab to harbo. Met up with the rest at macs. Ovidia dressed up like my father. Seriously. Had breakfast and cab to school. Alot of people wore dress. Left school at ard 11.30am++++ And dining entiqutte was so fun!!! I feel like going again! It was very useful. Lunch period was fun because of Brenda Lee. Everything ended like at 3.30pm Headed back to school and from there to town with Olivia, Annie, Delcia, Shanel, Jiaman, Cheryl and Ovidia. Once we reach town, we splited up into 3 groups and went on out own way. Went to fluff to look for JH's present. At fluff saw many nice things. And I really wanna buy a wallet and a pencilbox over thr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye. Im tired. Going out tmr(:!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-5638726222174816521?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5638726222174816521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=5638726222174816521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5638726222174816521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5638726222174816521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/10/morning-went-over-to-wqs-house.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-7356088249899997553</id><published>2009-10-22T07:54:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T08:11:58.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, the day was suck. JH's birthday is today and I thought it was tmr. And yeah, she was upset with it. Shouldnt have gone school today. It was damn boring~&lt;br /&gt;After school went Cheryl's house with Valerie. Rest over there forawhile and then off to vivo. Met up with WQ and Lynette. And there Cheryl and WQ went to shop for their dress while Valerie, Lynette and I went superdoggy to eat. There had a major problem with some of my schoolmates. Lazy to elaborate about it. Anyway, had so much fun with WQ nad Lynette. Back home at 6pm++ Quickly showered and start wearing the skirt and a top for the dining entiqutte tmr. And I wore like more than 5 tops and yet to chose 1. Once I wear I just threw it on the floor and there goes by making my room messy. At 7.20pm call Cheryl. Conference with Lynette and WQ. And my tmr's plan is to go WQ's house in the morning and over there I will check WQ's clothing whether is it formal anot. And then she will chose for me which top to wear. And then her maid will tie for us scopion. Once its done, need to head to vivo kfc to have breakfast with the rest. And then leave that place like at 10.30am to school. And I really hope I wont get up late tmr. Im really scared for tmr's DE. Just now shit twice cose of the fear. Now feeling better. I really hope it would be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynette Ong, I love M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-7356088249899997553?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/7356088249899997553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=7356088249899997553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/7356088249899997553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/7356088249899997553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-day-was-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-3313381389228090171</id><published>2009-10-21T04:45:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T05:12:56.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today got back my results and yeah, not satisfied:(&lt;br /&gt;Failed 3 subjects out of 7. 2 was expected to fail. Afraid to show my mummy because she expect more in me this time. After school had leadership module 2(LM2) meeting. It was useful though he didnt answered my questions. After that went to meet Mrs Low to check out for my geog change of marks. It increase but still fail. And after that went vivo with Cheryl to buy pressy for Jia Hui. We walk around very long and didnt buy anything at last-.- How pathetic can we get. when time passby, I get even more tired. Bought drink from sweet talk and curry puff from OCK on the way back home. Reach home before 6. Told my maid to put my phone on charger. After 2 hours when I was about to take my phone, it was still bat low! She didnt on that bloody switch-.- Slept from 6.15pm to 8.20pm Tmr not confirm whether to meet Ghazali. Friday is JH's birthday and dining entiquette. And Im so not looking forward it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having my soup now so bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-3313381389228090171?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3313381389228090171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=3313381389228090171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3313381389228090171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3313381389228090171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-got-back-my-results-and-yeah-not.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-3931922364037542840</id><published>2009-10-15T22:52:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T23:21:09.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;OMG! I TORE CHERYL'S KEYBOARD PROTECTOR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;Currently in C's house. Breakfast in the morning with Jasmine, Blossom and Meiying at 8am+++ After that met up with Lynette. Waited for Felicia to come then leave them to have their breakfast and me with others go back to school as we are running out of time. Then once Felicia come, she drag me to KFC! And so ya, I have to like stare at them eating as I had mine at macs aready-.- Waited for them to eat finish then cab back to school. Was not late,actually yes but Ms Loke haven start lesson yet. And todays EM topic was set language and notation. And I dont understand any shit. Really. It was so confusing. Ended at 11.30am Went up to class and meet up with the rest. Heard that POA exam was hard:( But anyway, just hope that they will pass and I want my friend to get the highest! And Freda's going Korea today night. Hope she will have a save journey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;And ya, computer at home brokedown cose of my big sister and brother-.- They both fight and brother got so angry that he just off the computer's main switch. He didnt even close all his programs nor shut down. Fuck right. Dono when will it be back soon:( Somemore exams are like over. Being at home is like so boreddd!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;Cheryl, I luv you(;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-3931922364037542840?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3931922364037542840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=3931922364037542840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3931922364037542840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3931922364037542840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/10/omg-i-tore-cheryls-keyboard-protector.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-8664716556123200938</id><published>2009-10-13T23:24:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T23:37:40.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AM paper was okok. I think I will just pass if not fail. Didnt do 2 questions worth 6 marks. After AM, it was F&amp;amp;N. I didnt study for that at all! Not even reading through. Only 1 chapter but that doesnt make a big difference cose I only read that. Ya but anyway, the paper was like oh-my-gawd! I dint know how to answer any question in section 1 and 2! Section 3 I thikam thikam. I just use my general knowledge to ans those. So confirm not going to pass goeg and F&amp;amp;N! After school had bio class. Mr Dude kept pointing on me-.- Left school at ard 2pm++ Now aunty calling me to accompany her to bukit merah! I dowan to go. I need to study!&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;No mood to study. Especially bio. Have so much things to study! My brain cells will just die any moment. And yeah, did I state on my blog that I got 64/100 for my tamil?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaw! Tmr's the last day of exam. I hope I'll give my best shot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sister went for her new job today. Her payment is 50 bucks per day. And she's going for it for 2 days as it is only available on those days. Brother borrowed Sims2 from his friend to play. And like ya, he have exams tmr and his still playing. And that stupid sims2 makes my comp laggg...-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-8664716556123200938?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8664716556123200938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=8664716556123200938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8664716556123200938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8664716556123200938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/10/am-paper-was-okok.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-8088975552842032604</id><published>2009-10-11T04:45:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T04:57:58.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today studied finish my chemistry. I wish I can pass. I even know Mrs Nooh's method for the molar ratio. So Im ignoring Mr Wang's method. Last week and this week didnt go madrasah due to exams. And today Ive been eating too much:/ Going for morning run everyday after exams I guess. Im still stuck at the development part in geog:( Is so hard to memorise . Coming wednesday is the death time for me. AM and F&amp;amp;N exams. Both consist about more than 8 chapters each. And I've only done 2 in AM? How pathetic can I be? Im going to sleep early today and wake up very early tmr morning like about 3am? So is anyone sweet enough to give me a call at 3am++? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; yeah, my phone is back to normal(: Anything, call or text. Thanks.&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/6930090705709790498-8088975552842032604?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8088975552842032604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=8088975552842032604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8088975552842032604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8088975552842032604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-studied-finish-my-chemistry.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-2469003960247449320</id><published>2009-10-09T22:18:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T22:23:43.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At 12pm, get out of my house for tuition when it actually starts at that time-.- So yeah, late again. Ended at 1pm/ Back home before 2pm. Later having home tuition where that dude always waste time. I love the bangles that Im wearing right now. Its so colourfull. Awesome pawsome! Okay bye. The time now is 2.22pm Going to have my lunch and off to study. So don disturb. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-2469003960247449320?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/2469003960247449320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=2469003960247449320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/2469003960247449320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/2469003960247449320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/10/at-12pm-get-out-of-my-house-for-tuition.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-7961460763700637775</id><published>2009-10-09T05:15:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T05:52:24.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/Ss853AOJAJI/AAAAAAAAAWo/gJQor4m4cCI/s1600-h/scolding_Anastasia_by_VelkokneznaMaria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390590896100671634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/Ss853AOJAJI/AAAAAAAAAWo/gJQor4m4cCI/s400/scolding_Anastasia_by_VelkokneznaMaria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is sucha bad day for me!!! School starts at 8am today. I decided to work things out slower than usual. Hence, cause me to be late for school just by few minutes? So all the late comers including me were at the foyer taking temperature etc. Coincidently, today there were so many late comers today. Mr Francis got fucked up cose of the number of people. That stupid Mr Francis tummy guy stared at me. Then he told me that Im giong to be out of the track and field team's vice captain position as I have no punctualit!!!!! And at that moment, I just felt like fucking him upsidedown. Cb, this is like my 2nd time late for this year! And Natalie is like what? Late almost everyday. Then he was like scolding the whole batch. Then vice- principle gave her speech to us on puntuality. Then Mrs Tam gave her speech on the jobs that we're going to be given in future if we remain like that. Got so much of scolding just because we are late-.- After all the speeches, on the way back to class, Mr Francis was like telling me to meet him during recess. And hell yeah, I was so scared! When I reach class, Mr Ng was like asking me why I didnt complete the patron's day reflection. Then he started his bloody lecture. Then he say wad? I'm the first person in STC history not doing the patrons day mass reflection! Like who the fuck will believe? Then he started nagging all. After F&amp;amp;N, it was recess. Went to meet Francis. He usually talk to students outside the HOD room but today for me, he called me inside the HOD room. Then he talk so loud like nobody's business. All teachers in the HOD room sure got hear my name. Then he say his going to remove me from the vice cap position soooooooooooooooooooooooon. And in order for not letting that happen, I have to receive a goood results in my EOY exams. Can die right! I can just FML. I think I will get a boder line or smth? Scary right! What if I really lose that position? I still have cheerleading postion. But I think cheer position is smth small and for CCA, its smth BIG. I don wanna wanna lose my track position! Readers, please pray for me! Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-7961460763700637775?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/7961460763700637775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=7961460763700637775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/7961460763700637775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/7961460763700637775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-is-sucha-bad-day-for-me-school.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/Ss853AOJAJI/AAAAAAAAAWo/gJQor4m4cCI/s72-c/scolding_Anastasia_by_VelkokneznaMaria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-7181024945644400262</id><published>2009-10-06T02:44:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T02:58:56.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday had my tamil papers. Paper 1 was bad. My words all were too simple. Idk whether I will pass. I didnt use any phrases in compo accept " she was like a dead chicken" -.- So ya, Im really scared. Suppose to write 170 words for compo. But I only wrote 135? Dint bother to write another 35 words. Paper 2 was okok. Managable. After school went over to Cheryl's house again. Instead of studying, we gossiped(: Went home 7pm++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today got back my tamil paper 2. Fast right? I got like 39.5/60 I passed(:&lt;br /&gt;So for tamil:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oral- 16/20&lt;br /&gt;Listening sompre- 8/20&lt;br /&gt;Paper 2- 39.5/40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now waiting for my paper 1. Will be getting back on thursday if Im not wrong. The rest of the papers will be given out after the last day of the exam. Ordered class, cca and ytsa photo today. Hope I loook good in all pictures. Today after school stay back in class with V, C and JH. Studied bio with them as we are having bio mock test tmr. Tmr going for morning run if it doesnt rain in the morning. And tmr staying back with Trisha after school to study math. My life really suck studying):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idk wad happen to my phone. I cant receive any phone calls. Idk why also. So anything, just text. Once my phone can receive calls, will inform yall. And now, Im going off to study bio. Hasina F., happy studying!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-7181024945644400262?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/7181024945644400262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=7181024945644400262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/7181024945644400262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/7181024945644400262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesterday-had-my-tamil-papers.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-7940011208958497497</id><published>2009-10-04T02:26:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T02:32:10.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;Today didnt go for madrasah as I was too tired. By the time I finish studying bio, the paper will be like an rubbish. Cose it has milo and chilli stain. The smell is still on that paper. How gross can it be. Only studied finish nutrition in human body for the whole day): Ltr going to do EM hmwk. Tmr tamil exam. I hope I will do well. Ive not touch on anything related to tamil though I sort of  weak in it.&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye. Im not going to waste any more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_, you suck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-7940011208958497497?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/7940011208958497497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=7940011208958497497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/7940011208958497497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/7940011208958497497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-8727688651645526809</id><published>2009-10-03T01:56:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T02:15:17.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SscgGqU1msI/AAAAAAAAAWg/xSYilNGz5eY/s1600-h/books_by_de_ice11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388310777985080002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SscgGqU1msI/AAAAAAAAAWg/xSYilNGz5eY/s400/books_by_de_ice11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hate EOY exams(!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woke up at ard 11am+ in the morning. Studied abit on nutrition in human body. At 2.50pm, had home tuition and it suck like shit! I ask her questions on nutrition on human body and guess what she said! " Keep that first. I will give yall questions to do. Do that firstl" -.- And all the questions she gave are like not related to my EOY exams!!! All her questions were from matter? force? electricity?suspension?body systems? fuck right. She have wasted 1 and a half hour of mine today!!! Cb. Is she dumb or dumbfuck? Born just to waste time sia that bloody bitch. She's wasting my parents hard earn money!She's a monster, dinosaur, cockroach, feaces, dandraff. She's all the dirt that can be found on the earth. Cant believe that she's from STC sia. School didnt teach her how to teach students ah? Tmr have that same tuition again-.- In the morning at 8.30am I bet she wont wake up. She said that she will ask me and my sibs questions on science tmr and when we dont ans them, she will just leave the house and will NEVER come back. I hope that will happen tmr! I don want her to be my tuition teacher anymore. I once told her that I quit aready. But them that beyotch call me back inside-.-Her future bf is giong to suffer like a dog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;` The bra that Im wearing right now is so uncomfyy):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-8727688651645526809?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8727688651645526809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=8727688651645526809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8727688651645526809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8727688651645526809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-hate-eoy-exams-woke-up-at-ard-11am-in.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SscgGqU1msI/AAAAAAAAAWg/xSYilNGz5eY/s72-c/books_by_de_ice11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-8096060611316608378</id><published>2009-10-02T11:38:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T11:56:28.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SsZW_ebRl2I/AAAAAAAAAWY/A0gU4lXpI9k/s1600-h/Juicy_Couture_campaign_by_caligirl89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388089652694587234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SsZW_ebRl2I/AAAAAAAAAWY/A0gU4lXpI9k/s400/Juicy_Couture_campaign_by_caligirl89.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today english paper was suck! It was incomplete again:(Summary part was like oh-my-god!! Damn hard!The whole class was stuck over there. Paper 1 was good(: But idk about paper 2:( But whatever it is, I hope I will pass by somehow. After school went over to Chery's house. Studied EM over there for awhile. Then rest of the time was doing quizes in fb. And I like 1 of the quiz over there. I love the answer too(: Left her house at ard 6.30pm+++ Reach home at 7pm++ Sister treated me dinner for today(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tmr have tuition? Idk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tmr have raya invitation. So should I go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If yes means, the good thing is I can take pictures(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If no means, I can just stay at home and study for my upcoming exams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So should I or should I not? Idk-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently I had tamil oral and guess what?! I pass. Top 2(: I got like 16/20! So high. I didnt know that I was so good. Tell me how pro can I get! The way I speak my tamil made my teacher so happy! Wanna listen to how sexy I speak tamil? Call me up! Nine four seven one nine five eight four.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only SS and eglish paper is over and I have the feeling of all exams are over aready-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AM and F&amp;amp;N paper is on the same day! Fuck shit right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, bye. The time now is 3.56am Tired *.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-8096060611316608378?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8096060611316608378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=8096060611316608378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8096060611316608378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8096060611316608378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-english-paper-was-suck-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SsZW_ebRl2I/AAAAAAAAAWY/A0gU4lXpI9k/s72-c/Juicy_Couture_campaign_by_caligirl89.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-5646471714852247440</id><published>2009-10-01T00:15:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T05:43:53.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went granny house after school. Heard a bad news that my cousin faced an accident:( While he was crossing the pedestarian cross, the car came so fast and yeah, hit him. His leg have internal injury. He was admitted to NUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had my SS paper. It was incomplete. Other then that, it was okay. I hope I will pass. And since Im like sitting in the middle row last table, teachers always intend to stand beside me to have a view of the whole class. Somemore beside me have an empty chair. So I predicted that teacher will come and sit over at that seat. And I don like it. The slut teachers will start looking at my paper and will cause a fear in me. So I decided to pour water on that chair(: And thus, teachers cant seat. And guess what? Im going to do this in every examination days! After school had lunch with JH, C, F and V. Left school at 3pm++ with Freda. Reach home at 4pm? Then left house at 5pm++ to aunt's house to meet my injured cousin as his back from hospital. His like so handsome but had to limp and walk:( Poor thing ah. Anyway, get well soon boy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mood to study. Once SS is over, I have this feeling that theres no more exams! Suck right!&lt;br /&gt;And Gen, Im extremely sorry. Please dont take revenge. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-5646471714852247440?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5646471714852247440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=5646471714852247440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5646471714852247440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5646471714852247440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesterday-went-granny-house-after.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-498477113819508364</id><published>2009-09-28T03:10:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T03:17:51.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today school was okok. During chem, I was so sleepy*.* I didnt want to go for P.E today also but went for it as Gen told me that there is a test today-.- After school stayed back in school to study with Trisha. At 4.15pm, I slept and woke up at ard 4.40+++pm I didnt had the moood to study. I hate exams. They suck. They are so annoying. They are klling me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, Lynette was so good to me during math today. She thought me new things. She's awesome/powerful/great. Lynette, happy now:)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pity my friend Ramzy:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-498477113819508364?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/498477113819508364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=498477113819508364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/498477113819508364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/498477113819508364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-school-was-okok.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-6330658969717794338</id><published>2009-09-24T06:25:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T06:36:04.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today school was boring/tiring. Hate it. After school went back home with Samantha Tong.  Studied a little and went to use fb. Ard 5pm++ went bukit merah to meet Trisha to buy birthday cake for Bettina. Then went macs to grab a burger. Decided to go school to put the cake inside the housecraft room fridge. Reach school at 7pm Went straight inside the housecraft room. Place the cae inside the fridge. I hope it wont go missing tmr. Planning to cut the cake tmr during recess. Left school at ard 7pm++ Reach home at 8pm. I lazy study. 1 more week to SS paper): Today had tamil listening and guess what? I fail): I got 8/20 Added to SA2 somemore. I hope I will pass on the both paper 1 and 2. Tmr is patrons day. &amp;amp; Idk how the hell to go over to the ST church! Tired. Planning to sleep early today. The time now is 10.35pm&lt;br /&gt;Bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-6330658969717794338?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/6330658969717794338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=6330658969717794338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/6330658969717794338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/6330658969717794338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-school-was-boringtiring.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-8151475372007786393</id><published>2009-09-23T05:36:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T05:48:51.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Monday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to friend's houses as they invited me and some others. And since everyone planned to wear scarf, I have to wear also. &amp;amp; I so not used to wearing scarf. So when I wear, it was abit messy. Somemore that day was like hothothot!!! Rest of the friends wore scarf like some professionals. So Ive to like redo my scarf everytime when I go to a house. Took thousands of pictures but Im ot going to post any as I look damn gross with my scarf. Somemore when I wear scarf, my fringe was keeping dropping forward. It was so annoying. I just felt like throwing away my scarf off in the air. Wore scarf like since 12pm to like 10pm++++ So loooong! Imagine how hot was it! Somemore I look bloody wierd with my scarf on. Need to put pin here la there la. Suck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;After school wanted to go Val's house. But since time was running out, I went Cheryl's hpuse. Studied SS over there. Did some gym stunts. I was kinda fun(: JH was with me also. Went back home at 6.30pm+++ Reach home at 7pm? Continue studying SS. Ltr at 10pm watching the results for the singapore idol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-8151475372007786393?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8151475372007786393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=8151475372007786393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8151475372007786393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/8151475372007786393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/09/monday-went-to-friends-houses-as-they.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-2101058786028615130</id><published>2009-09-22T05:56:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T06:25:55.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hari raya eve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went shopping late at night with parents and big sister at geylang. And I was so not happy with it as I got so much of scolding from difrent people. Every store I went in to ask for the price of the clothes, they will reply me back in malay. Then I was like what? Then the sales person repeated the same thing again in malay. Then when I tell them that I don understand malay, they will start saying so many words which made me so confused. Then I told them that I only understand english, they got so fade up with me and start shouting at me-.- This happen to almost all the shops I went in-.- They will just scold me like nobodys fuck business. cb. Reach home at ard 3am++ Slept at 5.30am++ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today school was ew. So dead. I was so tired. After school went cyber home to do F&amp;amp;N with Trisha. Left school at 3.30pm. Took bus 65 home. Reach home at 3.40pm Quickly showered and get ready for my facial treatment. Appointment at 4pm and left house at 4.05pm-.- I was so late. Reach that place at 4.15pm They were so happy to meet me as they met me after a long period of time. As usual, treatment was like a hard core. So painful. Almost cried:'( Slept when the person put mask on my face. Treatment ended at like 5.50pm? Next session will be in another 3 weeks time instead of 2. Reach ohme at 6.35pm+++ Had my very early dinner as I didnt had my lunch. Started studying SS at 8pm Stopped at 9pm? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tmr lunch with JH, V, C and Freda at pastamania again! I dowan. I'm sick of that taste. Idk eat pastamania how many times aready. I hope they will change! I don mind going Ikea to eat(: Or anywhere in vivo also can. But not pastamania, macs, long john, kfc or burger king!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I lecheh go morning run tmr:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-2101058786028615130?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/2101058786028615130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=2101058786028615130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/2101058786028615130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/2101058786028615130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/09/hari-raya-eve-went-shopping-late-at.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-979834713907983216</id><published>2009-09-20T07:29:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T07:50:19.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Adilfitri!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to granny house where everyone gather together. Afternoon was boring. Everning till night was awesome pawesome! Took quiet a number of pictures and most of them are with my auntys! Need to find some day to collect them. One of my cousin dressed very well today. I admired that person but I cant be like that person cose its a guy-.- How I wish my idiotic brother will be like him. At night went arcade with brother and cousin brothers. It was so fun:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to watch movie. Back home at 10pm+++ Tmr to Sharifah's house as she have invited me to her house for lunch. Then from there to Jaseema's house. And last to Munirah's house. So its like from tiong to bedok to woodlands then to ang mo kio. I seriously dk what to wear for tmr. Arg!!! Okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures taken at Cheryl's house is up on the fb. Go have a look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-979834713907983216?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/979834713907983216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=979834713907983216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/979834713907983216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/979834713907983216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya-adilfitri-went-over.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-3704266394692988182</id><published>2009-09-19T13:13:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T13:21:23.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for last minute shopping at geylang with parents and big sister. It was so so not goood. Going shopping with daddy is a killer. Bought baju kurong. Went there at 12am plus and came back home at 4am+++ Now the time is 5.15am. Im still not sleepy. And idk why I kept thinking of an idiot today. So annoying!!! I don like that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to pple who have sent me raya msg(: First one was from Ameen(: Okay, I lazy to post more abt today. Will post tmr I guess. To all my muslim friends, Selamat hari raya:D&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-3704266394692988182?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3704266394692988182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=3704266394692988182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3704266394692988182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3704266394692988182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/09/went-for-last-minute-shopping-at.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-5398631854477641328</id><published>2009-09-18T03:28:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T03:48:20.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went for a hair cutat near by salon, trasses studio. So yeah, yesterday I tied pletes. I only let down my hair when I reach the salon. So ya, my hair was kinda curly. Then the woman was like" is that your natural curl or you perm it?" Then I say natural. And she said that she like it(: hehe. And I wanted to keep the same length but make changes here and there. And the woman said" its hard for me to cut your hair like that when its curl. So do you mind me doing a temporary rebonding for your hair. So that it would be easy for me" Then I say okay la. And you know wad? I hair look awesome when its straight!I really love it. And she kept commeenting on my curly hair(: But anyway, my hairstyle is look the same. Its like no difference(-,o) But it was hard for me to tie my hair. Bukar puasa at my aunt's house as she invited me and my sibs. Had fun with cousins(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today had class, cca and theresian sports leaders phototakings. Hope I look good in all the pics. After school went for training as it was the last one of the year. The workout was 25mins long run and thats all. Played floorball after workout. Then went bukit merah with Trisha to buy waffles. Slacked over there and went back home. Saw PL in the bus. Once I reach home, bro told me that his going shopping with mum and 2 younger sisters! I wanted to go. But mum didnt want me to go as I will buy so many things in just one shot. Im like begging for shopping now. Ive yet to buy my baju gurong yet!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-5398631854477641328?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5398631854477641328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=5398631854477641328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5398631854477641328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5398631854477641328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/09/yesterday-went-for-hair-cutat-near-by.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-3214699089289242536</id><published>2009-09-16T07:23:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T07:43:20.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First four periods had F&amp;amp;N. Cooked Kebab and a soup with Sze Jun and Jasmine Kaur. It was kinda successfull. I burnt my middle finger): I went to touch the hot tray in accident. Now its abit okay. Mdm Lim needed 4 girls to help out wih her in the kichen on friday. And so ya, I was nice enough to volunteer myself. But that stupid slut said that Im not allowed to come as she's afraid that I will create problems for her-.- Went recess with Weiqi for duty on the voting. And yeah, my friends voted for me. I want to be in that position, but Im afraid of the amount of workload given): Anyway, I hope to get the results sooon. After recess did my english speech with Meiying. Bio was kinda fun today. Sat beside VL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school had my english oral. It was so not good. Im not happy with my presentation. I want to take the oral again if theres a chance. I kept pausing inbetween as I was so scared. After oral, went busstop with Valerie. The bus came and my wallet wasnt out yet. So I kept searching for it inside my bag. Then the bus went off. So ran up to the class to check out if my walllet was there. And yeah, it was resting on the table. Quickly went down to the foyer where Valerie ws waiting for me. Took bus to tiong. Saw 2 couples of bangs inside.They were so gross. Took MRT to cityhall. Walked around and bought a card and necklace. Her uncle fetched me home(: Did VE and F&amp;amp;N hmwk. Idk wads the math hmwk. I hate going schools!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye. Im so sleepy o__p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-3214699089289242536?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3214699089289242536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=3214699089289242536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3214699089289242536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3214699089289242536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-four-periods-had-f-cooked-kebab.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-5064002786776685770</id><published>2009-09-15T07:57:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T08:21:57.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today school was alright. Yesterday didnt go for training as I was so tired after my P.E&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Cheryl's house yesterday and today. Instead of studying, we will be camwhoring(:(:(:(: Taking pictured from her Macbook was so fun. Will upload it either on my blog or fb once she have sent me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture for cheerleading captain nominee of me was out yesterday. The picture was okay is just that my hair was pointing out in all directions. Tmr is the voting day. Im so scared! I hope everything will be alright(: After voting, Weiqi and I suppose to collect it and strike out those names of who have voted to make sure that each person only have voted once and not twice. Arrgg!!! Im so scared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr after school have english oral. Till now Im not prepared. Ive to get it done by tmr morning. My speech last for 2.45mins. So can la. Need to slow down abit. Hasina, you can do it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going to suntec with Valerie Lim tmr to buy her necklace(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mafia level 41(: Anyone wish to declare war with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-5064002786776685770?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5064002786776685770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=5064002786776685770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5064002786776685770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/5064002786776685770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-school-was-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-2537483859964407109</id><published>2009-09-08T22:54:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T23:24:57.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SqdXeOtyKgI/AAAAAAAAAWI/0vRbTZBeGVA/s1600-h/kiss_by_miguelanxo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379364456775166466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SqdXeOtyKgI/AAAAAAAAAWI/0vRbTZBeGVA/s400/kiss_by_miguelanxo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its wednesday and Ive not started on any hmwk. Today morning went for EM class and it was kinda okay. I understand all except the problem sum part. After math, it was bio. I was so tired due to the EM lesson so didnt really listen in class today. After bio lesson, msged Ms Koh whether I can meet up with her at the same time with Elina, Sze Jun and Yu Jun at 12pm. So that I don have to wait till 1.30pm So slept in the library with the rest from 11am to 12pm The 3 girls went off firdt as theirs were aready marked. As for me, I kust handed up. So yeah, after the girls went off, she marked my paper and gave me some comments on it. Then while she was commenting on my work, Ethal, Lynette and Brenda came. Brenda submitted her word at that point of time also. Then meanwhile Ms Koh was marking her paper, I was crapping with Lynette and Ethal. Then at a point of time, I asked Koh whether is she married. Then she said no. Then she said that her first boyf and she look so idiotic together. Was so funnaye. Then I asked her how the hell she kiss her boyf when his freaking tall. Then she said that she's not desperate in kissing like me-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left school at 1.45pm++ I still have many hours to break fast. My msn is not working for the past 1 week): Idk what shit have occured. So only going online on facebook. Ive been wearing spes for the past 2-3 days as Im so lazy to wear my contacts. And I look like some stupid slut in specs;/ Okay bye. Im gonna change into my home clothes then on my hmwk. I hope I will finish atleast half of the hmwk load by today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it was only 53 days sucker!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-2537483859964407109?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/2537483859964407109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=2537483859964407109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/2537483859964407109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/2537483859964407109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-wednesday-and-ive-not-started-on.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SqdXeOtyKgI/AAAAAAAAAWI/0vRbTZBeGVA/s72-c/kiss_by_miguelanxo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930090705709790498.post-3984732089617266596</id><published>2009-09-08T03:33:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T04:17:51.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SqZKGfE-MjI/AAAAAAAAAWA/-VxKJFvB_Rw/s1600-h/Music_by_DrBunsenHoneydew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379068280222659122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SqZKGfE-MjI/AAAAAAAAAWA/-VxKJFvB_Rw/s400/Music_by_DrBunsenHoneydew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday went for training. Did 300m 4 times whereas, the rest did 5 times instead of 6. And all the trackers want to turn into a muslim so that they will get a lesser wordk out-.- And guess what!? Im was the only muslim bitch present yesterday for training. Olivia and Zulastri didnt come-.- But anyway, stayed back after training with Trisha S. Went back home at 1pm+? Fall asleep once I enter my room. Woke up at ard 5pm++ Planned to go shopping with Aunty but was cancelled at last): Brother uninstall limewire cose it makes the comp lag so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today morning went school to hand up my F&amp;amp;N. Then wanted to meet up with Emily Koh to ask her about the oral speech. But she wasnt in school. So meeting her tmr. Asked help from Evelyn Teo on AM. And thanks to her. She have solved my doubts. Went back home at 12.45pm+ for tuition. Tuition today was pretty much awesome. Teacher was angry with big sister and bro as they didnt do her work. As for me, she didnt give any hmwk(: She was screaming all the way. My studying table at home was filled with shitx like mum's cooking book, everybodys' assesment books for each subject, school bags, hand bags, clips, light bulbs etc. No one bothers to clean it. So teacher clean it for us. She started giving out the things to the owners respectively. As for me, she gave all my things plus all those extra things on the table. I went to stuff all the things inside my school bag. Then at last she asked where are all those rubbish that she gave me. Then I say inside my school bag. Then when she see my bag, damn pro. All the things were folded and crushed inside. Teacher stared at me. I looked at her and just throw my bag on my bed and back to the table for tuition. Teacher helped me out in my speech thing. After tuition went dawson place to purchase scar cream. I brought a small bag along and I wanted to put my AM notebook inside to study on the way there. Since the book couldnt fit inside, I went to fold it into half. And guess what? It was more convienient for me. Ate noodles for break fast. And Im so full now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tmr's plan:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8-10am: EM lesson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9-11am: Training&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10-12pm: Bio lesson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.30pm: Meeting Ms Koh to ask her questions about the oral speech&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the morning seems to be so busy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I (L) Valerie's, Andrea's and Sonya's blog song(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930090705709790498-3984732089617266596?l=anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3984732089617266596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930090705709790498&amp;postID=3984732089617266596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3984732089617266596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930090705709790498/posts/default/3984732089617266596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anothercinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/09/yesterday-went-for-training.html' title=''/><author><name>`hASINA fARIGEES :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485503954499575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SxukOuQ1_OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C703wriE5qQ/S220/DSC00739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paxgvH4pfpw/SqZKGfE-MjI/AAAAAAAAAWA/-VxKJFvB_Rw/s72-c/Music_by_DrBunsenHoneydew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
