<?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-10168345</id><updated>2011-09-24T23:23:40.886+08:00</updated><category term='bake'/><category term='red fingernails'/><category term='born to try'/><category term='bawling'/><category term='walk home'/><category term='dive'/><category term='frustrated like mad'/><category term='cupids chokehold'/><category term='death'/><category term='general paper'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='pain striving thinking'/><category term='competition'/><category term='french kissing/movies'/><category term='watching the love fades...'/><category term='you'/><category term='aunt'/><category term='went for supper twice'/><category term='was once'/><category term='smile'/><category term='O-Ryan'/><category term='legs'/><category term='stay positive'/><category term='double check'/><category term='bad changes'/><category term='family'/><category term='sun'/><category term='expectation'/><category term='wedding song'/><category term='BLACKS RFC'/><category term='coach serena'/><category term='arghh'/><category term='Gimme the bright lights'/><category term='luscious cupcakes'/><category term='training'/><category term='2008'/><category term='changes'/><category term='Sunshine'/><category term='Cafe Del Mar'/><category term='comes all the way back around'/><category term='silence'/><category term='a list that goes on'/><category term='waiting'/><category term='Going to sit back. 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term='wasabi love'/><category term='Dhilly'/><category term='fuck it'/><category term='keane'/><category term='fall for you'/><category term='late night'/><category term='all hell fails'/><category term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>RUGBY IS LOVE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-299551985911610953</id><published>2011-04-27T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T00:45:37.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing 2010</title><content type='html'>Who knew after so many times reciting Al-fatihah I'm finally moved to start understanding my own religion, Islam.&lt;br /&gt;I count myself fortunate for being able to experience "Mecca the blessed, Medina the radiant" while doing Umrah.&lt;br /&gt;And what more I did my Umrah with my Mum.&lt;br /&gt;God's whisper came at the most perfect time, yet. Me being 21.&lt;br /&gt;The world sees 21 as the "coming out age". In short, once you turn 21, you just party like there is no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I experienced faith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-299551985911610953?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/299551985911610953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=299551985911610953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/299551985911610953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/299551985911610953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2011/04/reminiscing-2010.html' title='Reminiscing 2010'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-219686103843733270</id><published>2010-02-13T12:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T13:08:38.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beginning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='upset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>The door swings</title><content type='html'>Haven't written in ages.&lt;br /&gt;But here I am. &lt;br /&gt;Feeling free yet locked up, contradicting much?&lt;br /&gt;Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On a different page now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some thinking. And it made me even more curious.&lt;br /&gt;Why? &lt;br /&gt;Do you have so much time in your hands to distract and torment me, all that at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;It left me wondering, WHAT are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another different page.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be going off to somewhere magically this March, for 10days. InsyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;And when I come back, I will be sailing – almost. Till July that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another different, different page. Final page.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One whole night, I kept thinking off asking my Dad to stop the car and I went off running to you. I barely sat in the car for 5 minutes. – Of course it happened 3 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;It hit me that, I left my door wide open when yours is still swinging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-219686103843733270?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/219686103843733270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=219686103843733270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/219686103843733270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/219686103843733270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2010/02/door-swings.html' title='The door swings'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-4896952947157032328</id><published>2009-10-04T12:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T13:21:31.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my point and yours'/><title type='text'>Hypocrite OR Respect?</title><content type='html'>Sepatah kata Baba, " Jantung I jatuh biler you cakap...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart sank too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I thought was a basic respect, is viewed as hypocrisy or me putting up a facade.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not very conservative when it comes to dressing up.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I feel good wearing shorts because I'm so used to wearing shorts because of sports.&lt;br /&gt;I personally feel that it's wrong to wear something so open, but I think it's far worse to wear jeans and a covered clothing yet do stuffs that are not acceptable; that's hypocrisy.&lt;br /&gt;So when it comes to meeting the folks, I change my clothing here and there; it's not like I never tried.&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I feel stupid for even crafting this post because I don't do slut wear. I don't.&lt;br /&gt;I feel stupid having to stand up for myself.&lt;br /&gt;My parents don't even say don't wear this and that because they know I'm smart enough to not put on a 2 piece bathing suit in front of my aunts or uncles.&lt;br /&gt;It's utter crap that you're pinning your belief down my throat.&lt;br /&gt;I swear when you said that,you .....&lt;br /&gt;It's because I respect them, that I do cover up when I see them.&lt;br /&gt;It's shit to be called hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny that all my wrong doings seem so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish there's some self reflection on his part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-4896952947157032328?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/4896952947157032328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=4896952947157032328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/4896952947157032328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/4896952947157032328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/10/hypocrite-or-respect.html' title='Hypocrite OR Respect?'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-9053116883080483761</id><published>2009-09-22T16:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T16:54:35.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's my brother. Then what am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-9053116883080483761?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/9053116883080483761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=9053116883080483761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/9053116883080483761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/9053116883080483761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/09/hes-my-brother-then-what-am-i.html' title='He&apos;s my brother. Then what am I?'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-5321194291627802615</id><published>2009-09-16T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T01:07:42.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Done! Finally...</title><content type='html'>Congrats to myself for completing 2000over macaroon cookies for people. Thank God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-5321194291627802615?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/5321194291627802615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=5321194291627802615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/5321194291627802615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/5321194291627802615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/09/done-finally.html' title='Done! Finally...'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-6151367377236585848</id><published>2009-09-04T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T21:16:23.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i must learn not to care'/><title type='text'>cutting down on the no. of times</title><content type='html'>I am bummed that I haven't been attending contact training and that I have stopped playing touch rugby.&lt;br /&gt;FB is like a rude person who is mean and always say, "HAH IN YOUR FACE!"; when you look at pictures of people or stuffs that you have been missing.&lt;br /&gt;Rugby that is.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I am contemplating on not having a facebook account.&lt;br /&gt;Alright maybe that is too drastic.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am going to log onto FB once every 2-3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I need a break.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to get upset with what I am missing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been watching True Blood adapted from "the southern vampire mysteries" written by Charlaine Harris.&lt;br /&gt;And I love it more than the twilight series.&lt;br /&gt;The cast are way better in True blood.&lt;br /&gt;The stories are more ummph!&lt;br /&gt;1hour plus of movie cannot tell a concrete story of thousand happenings in 1 storybook.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, watch True Blood.&lt;br /&gt;Or better grab the book.&lt;br /&gt;Although I feel bad for watching it during this Holy month because there are a lot of sex scenes; animalistic instincts!(vampires that is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so want to go swimming like badly :( but too bad I have to fast.&lt;br /&gt;I'm on youtube learning some other swimming techniques that I failed to learn in primary 4 when I had my swimming lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether I want to be tanned or fair?&lt;br /&gt;I want to apply some mean red lipstick and go out at night with corset dresses and heels; looking like a vampire grrr...NO-la.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel a bit adventurous; red lipstick and dark skin-Nooohoho.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be tanned because errr it is going to make me look hotter?&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I want to get that english-quran translated book@mph.&lt;br /&gt;Amending in progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAY TOMORROW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-6151367377236585848?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/6151367377236585848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=6151367377236585848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/6151367377236585848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/6151367377236585848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/09/cutting-down-on-no-of-times.html' title='cutting down on the no. of times'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-2040977109753739329</id><published>2009-08-30T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T17:14:34.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just the thing that ease my mind'/><title type='text'>Grandma @ home</title><content type='html'>I'm happy that my nyayi's @ home for buka today. &lt;br /&gt;At least I won't have to think of bitting Fadhil's head off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-2040977109753739329?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/2040977109753739329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=2040977109753739329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/2040977109753739329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/2040977109753739329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/08/grandma-home.html' title='Grandma @ home'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-3717271307051662013</id><published>2009-08-30T03:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T03:59:25.003+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activities anyone?'/><title type='text'>Dog walker</title><content type='html'>I draw a line; a bold one that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh I'll stay@home and hold my hp and have NO LIFE."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-3717271307051662013?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/3717271307051662013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=3717271307051662013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/3717271307051662013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/3717271307051662013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/08/dog-walker.html' title='Dog walker'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-3963254483846449115</id><published>2009-08-26T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:00:14.192+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uninvited'/><title type='text'>What my mind says</title><content type='html'>I believe 90% of it&lt;br /&gt;but the other 10; I can't help wondering whether did they talk?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-3963254483846449115?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/3963254483846449115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=3963254483846449115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/3963254483846449115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/3963254483846449115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-my-mind-says.html' title='What my mind says'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-5807998431699523597</id><published>2009-08-25T05:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T05:37:56.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Going to sit back. I want to follow'/><title type='text'>I had to go round in circles; I didn't like it</title><content type='html'>There's always an occasion when someone wanted to give you something right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For whatever reasons I am not aware of it,&lt;br /&gt;I just feel unwanted because of that. &lt;br /&gt;I'm battling with myself to reason out every possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its okay. Everything happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway its Ramadhan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-5807998431699523597?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/5807998431699523597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=5807998431699523597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/5807998431699523597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/5807998431699523597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-had-to-go-round-in-circles-i-didnt.html' title='I had to go round in circles; I didn&apos;t like it'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-5300334425933565468</id><published>2009-08-18T12:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T12:20:21.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I SHOULD STOP SAMBA-ING.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-5300334425933565468?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/5300334425933565468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=5300334425933565468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/5300334425933565468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/5300334425933565468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-should-stop-samba-ing.html' title='I SHOULD STOP SAMBA-ING.'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-6637599876243541588</id><published>2009-08-16T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T19:30:02.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swollen'/><title type='text'>Make that 2 years in a row</title><content type='html'>The big part of Khairil and I falling apart is because I started liking the idea of having tan lines.&lt;br /&gt;Right you see how ridiculous is that?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we 're good now and anyway that was when I was 15?&lt;br /&gt;So, the point i'm trying to bring across is the way I dress that seem to tick off not my parents, but my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;I know that at times my dressing can cross the line of being moderate.&lt;br /&gt;I'm only human and I'm only 20.&lt;br /&gt;I live by this motto "BUANG TERBIAT NOW, JANGAN BUANG TERBIAT BILER DAH BERANAK PENAK"&lt;br /&gt;I mean come on. &lt;br /&gt;Give me a break at least on the day you want to bring me out for my birthday treat.&lt;br /&gt;I'm constantly under his scrutinizing eyes.&lt;br /&gt;It's very pressurizing, I swear I could just walk out of the house in tudung and all.&lt;br /&gt;And the moment I go out in tudung and all don't expect me to walk by your side because I don't want to give the wrong ideas that tudung girls, cover here cover there but end up do this and that.&lt;br /&gt;He worry too much, well I bet he is insecure.&lt;br /&gt;He kept, the guys are oggling at you, looking at you, this and that at you.&lt;br /&gt;I mean you will see what your mind wants to see.&lt;br /&gt;He kept giving me this look that makes me go what the hell did I do wrong this time around?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway while getting ready to meet him, I was already very stress.&lt;br /&gt;He told me not to wear clothes that are too revealing.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, so almost everything in my wardrobe are too revealing to him. &lt;br /&gt;What other options am I left with, right?&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to wear this pencil skirt so badly, it's purple in colour and it's very cool plus it's 93$.&lt;br /&gt;I never wear it before(now I am thinking of giving it away...haiz)&lt;br /&gt;Nothing look nice with it unless I wear it with a white tank top;happens to expand after several use.&lt;br /&gt;When the 2 ensemble come together, it totally rocks but revealing.&lt;br /&gt;I texted him alright, I say can I wear it.&lt;br /&gt;If he have said no, sure I will wear something else right?&lt;br /&gt;He said, YES.&lt;br /&gt;Then it all begin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETS DIGRESS!&lt;br /&gt;There's this one time, we wanted to go out together.&lt;br /&gt;But his mum wanted to go out with his aunts, usually he has to drive them around.&lt;br /&gt;OHDEARGOD.&lt;br /&gt;I scrambled to find clothes that are covered.&lt;br /&gt;Even my mum helped me.&lt;br /&gt;Intially I asked, can I wear canterbury shorts?&lt;br /&gt;He say ya ya ya.&lt;br /&gt;He told me he wanted to pick me up but ended up I had to cab down to his place.&lt;br /&gt;Eh ya? I still don't know why never fetch me on that day.&lt;br /&gt;Taking a bus will be too long because he kept calling where I was, am I there yet?&lt;br /&gt;I had to cab down and I never complain.&lt;br /&gt;We planned to go out way before his mum made the plan.&lt;br /&gt;Well it's okay lah I mean that happened a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;We rushed our outing, 2 hours plus. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear how sad...&lt;br /&gt;I mean I'm just his girlfriend, I should expect less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the watch he gave me, I wanted it like one year ago.&lt;br /&gt;Yes it's out of fashion now, but I could care less right?&lt;br /&gt;It's from him plus it has this heart shape one the box that goes: I love you from the bottom of my heart... awwwwww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we fought I gave him back saying I don't want it. "TRYING TO BE PETTY"&lt;br /&gt;I did pick it up, HAHHAHA. Oh come on, my birthday present yawww!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he said that I didn't want it because it's cheap?&lt;br /&gt;It hurt me pretty bad.&lt;br /&gt;The present was no cheap at all.&lt;br /&gt;Never in the relationship, I asked for anything.&lt;br /&gt;If I did asked him, I would say that I was kidding.&lt;br /&gt;I know he wants to buy a bicycle and he never failed to give his mum $200 each month from his salary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,it's just another day.&lt;br /&gt;He could go such length to say that, I am appalled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-6637599876243541588?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/6637599876243541588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=6637599876243541588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/6637599876243541588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/6637599876243541588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/08/make-that-2-years-in-row.html' title='Make that 2 years in a row'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-7895737169184699348</id><published>2009-08-01T04:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T05:19:44.249+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soulmate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>That Phase - again!</title><content type='html'>I'm currently in the i'm not in the mood for rugby cause I suck phase.&lt;br /&gt;It's eating me up inside, HAIZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had sociology of sports &amp; leisure yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Given that the students are left with 3 weeks before semester break (the last week specially blocked for UT), you could see lesser people coming to school because they are "clearing their leave"&lt;br /&gt;My group had 7 people in them - way TOO MANY.&lt;br /&gt;There's someone I don't particularly talk well with in the group but I forced myself to open my mind and welcome that person in my world - discussion = team work.&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, it went fine.&lt;br /&gt;But what sets me off is the problem statement. Not going to even discuss about it because I reckoned that even if I was not a sports school student, I would have googled it. Wait, I think I did before. Wait, MANY OTHERS have done the same too. See, no point in learning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the interesting part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Fadhil at Tampines Train Station, just outside of it actually.&lt;br /&gt;Bought some food to eat along the way to the bus interchange.&lt;br /&gt;Once there, I could have actually ran after bus no. 28 but decided not to sweat it because I had Fadhil's company.&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the opportunity for me to take bus no. 293.&lt;br /&gt;When the bus drove off, I could see my boyfriend from inside the bus and we grinned at each other - as always! smiling cheek-to-cheek&lt;br /&gt;Of course he diminished from my sight.&lt;br /&gt;When the bus drove out of the interchange, his image caught my eyes; he was walking.&lt;br /&gt;He walks just to save cash to buy bicycle, poor Danny, only if I'm working...&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, seeing him walked I called him and asked "Walking home?"&lt;br /&gt;Here's the good part, "ya i'm walking home but I'm stopping by the mosque to pray"&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that just perfect? He is mind-blowing-ly AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;What have I done to deserve such good person in my life? Only Allah knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason behind telling this story is very simply because I just feel that he is send to me by Allah to teach me - the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;If path A is the 'right' way to the palace, I am walking in path B.&lt;br /&gt;Path B is a much shorter route but it's quite the 'wrong' way to the palace because it diverts to many other places which any course in time, I could take a wrong turn.&lt;br /&gt;He is the force that walked me to path A though I like path B i must add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a flip side, I have to make like 1600pcs of macaroon?&lt;br /&gt;Business'R'us is thriving. Ok, I still haven't figured the proper name of my business, YET my last blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;Money from it will go directly to funding my boyfriend's needs for bicycle, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;MACAROON anyone???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-7895737169184699348?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/7895737169184699348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=7895737169184699348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/7895737169184699348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/7895737169184699348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/08/that-phase-again.html' title='That Phase - again!'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-1772349563847501254</id><published>2009-07-28T04:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T04:29:55.488+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><title type='text'>is it really?</title><content type='html'>2009, We are in year 2009. Technology is it. Why some people have not advanced yet? Why stick to the same old dirty tricks? I'm amaze by it. What is so damn good and threatening about my family,really? Don't try to ruin us if you can't keep up with us. Anyway I am declaring war against evil-doERS. We are on Allah's side as usual. Allah &amp; my family is going to kick you evil-doERS arses where it belong-HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mood for anything. Not even rugby(hello? First love)&amp; school- is it really because of my wisdom tooth saga or is it just an excuse for being lazy?! Ahh crap. I can't sleep you see, haiz.Can't wait for Ramadhan. I wanna do major make over, to my room &amp; my lifestyle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, me &amp; kak dada plus the help of bubuk &amp; baba's monetary investement, is going to start businessRus. Actually haven't decided on the business name yet. Anyway, people(kak lynn's friend) have been asking for my macaroon. So with the demand comes the supply. Haha, Econs yaww! The blog will be pitched up soon. This business is not all about macaroon, its about other kuih-kuih raya - like the nostalgic biskut telur rebus,macadamia shortbread(Review by aunty rose(bf's mum) saying that its like Harrod's cookies ;-)) &amp; our speciality honey cornflakes. So blog readers feel free to order. Picture will be up soon alongside with the pax size &amp; prices &amp; OTHERS. So please support! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-1772349563847501254?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/1772349563847501254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=1772349563847501254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1772349563847501254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1772349563847501254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-it-really.html' title='is it really?'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-8567178719069532509</id><published>2009-07-16T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:45:16.123+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all hell fails'/><title type='text'>I want to tell God that...</title><content type='html'>This particular topic just came to my mind few days ago when I was all alone probably going training. I was as usual questioning things that have gone wrong in my life particularly. It was like a soul searching session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always heard that as a Muslim when you die and brought back to life, During resurrection day in particular, you are all alone. If you have been a good Muslim back in your days on Earth, you'll get to be by God's side and be with the people that you loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought to myself, who do I want to be with under God's care in paradise, that is aside my family of course, who? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only had one true answer which is of course Fadhil. Fadhil my future husband(insyaallah); when my "syurga" lies :) There is nothing more beautiful than the love, care and laughther we shared but of course I would want to make 'us' our relationship halal in God's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When that came across my mind, I smiled :) because I know that among my dreams, this is the hardest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am not allowed to cry,so when I wanted to speak, you turn away. All I could do was to pray to God for brigther coloured sky.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-8567178719069532509?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/8567178719069532509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=8567178719069532509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/8567178719069532509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/8567178719069532509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-to-tell-god-that.html' title='I want to tell God that...'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-8574892469700678320</id><published>2009-07-05T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T02:41:51.604+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='howdie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arrogant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Cuckoo, really?</title><content type='html'>Task 1: think of any English word&lt;br /&gt;Task 2: find an appropriate Malay word that has the same definition as the English word&lt;br /&gt;Task 3: just my personal question to you, is it easy to carry out Task 1 and 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I supposed it is subjective. Nevertheless, try carry out Task 1 and 2 within seconds, how tough can it be? For me its super tough. Ya I took 'A' level Malay and I'm confident to say that I can't speak superb Malay for nuts. Ya to SOME I may appear as arrogant because how can a Malay not speak Malay, right?What I would say, I can speak Malay but I'm not confident of using it honestly speaking; not even "bahasa pasar".Then the next question I always get, how often do I speak Malay?Not always. 1) English is my first language; need to speak English in school. 2)My friends are ALMOST ALL non-Malay even my best gal pals. Islin ah? Hiya her second language is Chinese. We can't be speaking Malay to each other all the time, what about Poon and Ting? 3) Ever since my mum is sick she has this weird thing where she speaks English. My dad speaks English ah! Hiya! That fat man always make me speak Malay in car but its fucking tough to string proper sentence. I haven't been in a school that teaches 2nd language for 2 years.So anyhoo...you be the judge &amp; see whether Fadhil is reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking around for half a day, we took a breather somewhere outside Wisma Atria? Some where very close to the new shopping mall(digressing; it looks awesome!) Then came a family that looks like Malay because the 'makcik' is wearing 'tudung' and furthermore their tanned skin spells out the word 'M-a-l-a-y.' &lt;br /&gt;"Dari sini gak boleh nyembrang ke lucky mall ya?" Then I answered, "ya, enggak boleh". She then asked how she could get there? The first word that came to my mind was 'underground' hahah. Well actually the correct word is 'underpass'. Anyway, how am I to answer her in bahasa indonesia? What is underground in bahasa indonesia? Get my flow? I don't know how to answer in bahasa indonesia because I was thinking of a proper word which I then could make up a proper sentence to answer her back. Not being able to think of 'underground' in bahasa indonesia, I conveniently said" you could go down there(pointing@the escalator) and use the underpass(I said sth close to this)". I know I could have just pointed @ the escalator and said "turun di sana...jalan bawa". What can I say...hiya not that smart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the thing is, me speaking English was wrong in bf's eyes. He said, "juli, you are the same as Khairil(no idea why he came into the pic) orang cakap to you in malay you answer in english." I was like...err...shocked that something that baseless could be an issue. My point is, as long as I answered that lady, it should be fine.I mean rather than I don't say anything, I might as well say something. Okay maybe I shouldn't use the word, "I don't understand what the makcik was talking" because my bf's rebuttal was, if you tak understand how can you reply. Ya he was right.may be I was trying to say that I don't know how to answer her back in malay correctly. Ya, she's not looking for the exact words but REALLY...hiya I think so hard of the word'underground' in Malay that when I couldn't think of the word, I just replied in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing...Juliana  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bad at making new friends, really. I have a certain standard / idea to make friends with people. Yes I may be arrogant but I supposed if I do not pick friends, today, I will be some 'hanyut' girl. Picking friends does not equal to looking down@them. I pick friends in terms of their character. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bf's charaters are opposite to mine. He makes friends with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, I don't see why I'm needed in the "smoking break" because obiously I don't smoke. What? Really? Just follow? Furthermore its odd, ya she was my pri sch friend but we don't talk much for the past couple of years. Its awkward. He, on the other hand works@the same place as you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just how come you failed to detect my 0-willingness for you to go smoke with them? Hello, we were shopping together? Omg. This is so ri-dunk-ulous! And I didn't throw tantrum, that is by far my biggest accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so you are asleep after saying I'm arrogant.you're like a cuckoo right? Never going to right? 2 times and counting...don't make me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Islin, hi! Are you reading my blog? Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-8574892469700678320?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/8574892469700678320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=8574892469700678320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/8574892469700678320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/8574892469700678320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/07/cuckoo-really.html' title='Cuckoo, really?'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-3371291574713782171</id><published>2009-06-27T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T14:13:47.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i could do vegetable'/><title type='text'>entry with no clear link</title><content type='html'>Clingy.to cling/harp onto something for a long period of time more than one should cling on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very cool and composed yesterday. In fact, I think I did better than I have predicted. Sure I can do better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning, I have receieved a very large warning.A warning as massive as the destruction caused my nuclear bomb. The destruction can really destroy me. Dead and no more tears left. If it failed, when I look back, I will not accuse others but my damn self.&lt;br /&gt;(Not ever, never, married to you,memory locked down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all fairness...? Ya right,don't talk crap to me about fairness. You know no fuck about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I never...&lt;br /&gt;Text, I wouldn't know.&lt;br /&gt;Ask, I wouldn't know.&lt;br /&gt;Waited,I wouldn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told: A secret so dark, I wish I ran off before hearing it. 5 years just too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;handphone bills.me.me.me.wait, who else? Err no one else but me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea I can swim that far all because I breathe in air(love)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-3371291574713782171?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/3371291574713782171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=3371291574713782171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/3371291574713782171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/3371291574713782171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/06/entry-with-no-clear-link.html' title='entry with no clear link'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-8143931679197429875</id><published>2009-05-01T22:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T22:10:05.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resort'/><title type='text'>I SEE YOU IN ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SfsCcLPkatI/AAAAAAAAAJA/u4UWfwkXCaY/s1600-h/IMG00888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SfsCcLPkatI/AAAAAAAAAJA/u4UWfwkXCaY/s400/IMG00888.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330857267000797906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-8143931679197429875?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/8143931679197429875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=8143931679197429875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/8143931679197429875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/8143931679197429875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-see-you-in-me.html' title='I SEE YOU IN ME'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SfsCcLPkatI/AAAAAAAAAJA/u4UWfwkXCaY/s72-c/IMG00888.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-1203803109173501726</id><published>2009-04-06T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T00:18:50.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for once in my life'/><title type='text'>Qns: Describe today in one word. Reply: FUN</title><content type='html'>I shall start off by saying that I am disappointed that one of my many Zara shoes collection is malfunctioning.&lt;br /&gt;WHYOHWHY.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had so much fun today!&lt;br /&gt;Mum had to go to Singapore General Hospital(SGH) for doctor's appointment.&lt;br /&gt;Basically it's not her normal routine check-ups.&lt;br /&gt;Today's check-up is very different.&lt;br /&gt;Few months back, she met with one of Tampines' Members of Parliament expressing her concern that she couldn't work anymore, obviously because she suffered from stroke in 06'.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she has requested to have the moolah in her CPF to be released earlier since she's only 51.&lt;br /&gt;The MP said, okay just need doctor's final approval hence today's check-up.&lt;br /&gt;O-M-G(hahaa, inside joke)&lt;br /&gt;On my way to SGH, the rain was mad.&lt;br /&gt;I was so scared because I couldn't even see SINGAPORE FLYER CLEARLY!&lt;br /&gt;I so badly wanted to talk in the car but left kak lynn to concentrate in the car.&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, we arrived safely at SGH, alhamdulilah.&lt;br /&gt;After the check-up went for breakfast/dinner/lunch@ Liang Seah Street.&lt;br /&gt;I had prawn noodle and chickeN rice, HAHAH.I KNOW RIGHT? I'M SUCH A PIG.&lt;br /&gt;After eating, Kak Lynn drive me up to Changi Airport T3 because I wanted to buy Aunty Rose birthday cake :)&lt;br /&gt;Papa bear's idea to invite me over for Aunt Rose's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't come of course without bearing any gifts.&lt;br /&gt;The cake suffice all the gifts in the world because&lt;br /&gt;1. it's so fake to suddenly shop for last minute gift, I don't want to look like    I'm trying super hard to impress my in-laws. &lt;br /&gt;2. What would a birthday be without any cake?&lt;br /&gt;It's so nice to feel welcome.&lt;br /&gt;On two separate points during the dinner, Farhan &amp; Papa Bear said prayers, respectively. :)&lt;br /&gt;Zarith was there too, Farhan's gf.&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, all of us sat down and talk and talk and talk.&lt;br /&gt;It felt as though I'm married to Fadhil.&lt;br /&gt;I saw the pictures from Brunei, the wedding that Aunt Rose's went last 2 weeks, I supposed.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that even guys' have " MALAM BERINAI?"&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Rose gave mum keropok from Brunei, thoughtful right my mum-in-law?LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Fadhil sent me home.&lt;br /&gt;Oh but before that we stopped over to his grandma's house to send handphone to his uncle.&lt;br /&gt;Sara was waving to me and Fatin from her kitchen window.&lt;br /&gt;I miss EE! so badly!&lt;br /&gt;I told bf, Iman confirm masih bagun.&lt;br /&gt;He said no he will definitely be asleep since it's school night.&lt;br /&gt;YEA RIGHT! EE was watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;Great day!Great day! &lt;br /&gt;NO ONE CAN COMPETE WITH THIS GUY, E-V-E-R.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-1203803109173501726?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/1203803109173501726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=1203803109173501726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1203803109173501726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1203803109173501726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/04/qns-describe-today-in-one-word-reply.html' title='Qns: Describe today in one word. Reply: FUN'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-7206869147253822453</id><published>2009-04-01T04:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T04:12:06.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monday'/><title type='text'>Let's make it forever.</title><content type='html'>I wish I had our photo right now, but I don't.&lt;br /&gt;It's in his new cell.&lt;br /&gt;Omg.&lt;br /&gt;Monday was so perfect.&lt;br /&gt;School was okay given the fact that if I hadn't been there it didn't matter at all.&lt;br /&gt;I had an awkward run in with someone.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when I put down the phone and stop watching 'Finding Nemo' from my ipod, I was ready and totally on the ball of my feet.&lt;br /&gt;I dumped what I had in my hands and looked up &amp; saw him coming from afar.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to fight the urge to run. I did not run.&lt;br /&gt;I just walked really fast to him because usually he would come to me.&lt;br /&gt;When he hugged me, I knew exactly why I'm so in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;The train ride was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;I could only see us in the reflection.&lt;br /&gt;We smile to each other like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was so fun when I handed him something that he have guessed and not quite sure whether it was true.&lt;br /&gt;We took photo with it!&lt;br /&gt;Just the look on his face made me go...awww...he totally deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;I love him, I love him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-7206869147253822453?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/7206869147253822453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=7206869147253822453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/7206869147253822453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/7206869147253822453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/04/lets-make-it-forever.html' title='Let&apos;s make it forever.'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-8263037315309343924</id><published>2009-03-28T07:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T07:53:23.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God is a good director'/><title type='text'>How it all begin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/Sc1mEi105bI/AAAAAAAAAIc/fLZXsg45qbc/s1600-h/grad2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/Sc1mEi105bI/AAAAAAAAAIc/fLZXsg45qbc/s400/grad2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318018963252503986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2004)&lt;br /&gt;It started with a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I lied to Khairil.&lt;br /&gt;He did warn. He was pretty dead on.&lt;br /&gt;Khairil said," You'll like my friend, he's good liking."&lt;br /&gt;And in a desperate attempt to please him, I went, " No, I won't like him."&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't a lie until I saw how he looked like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat beside each other for sometime in a salon, yet we never engaged in any conversations.&lt;br /&gt;I was blushing of course because Khairil kept commenting that we(love &amp; me) were awfully stiff and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow he was my diary, which he still is.&lt;br /&gt;I poured my heart and soul to him about Khairil.&lt;br /&gt;He listened. &lt;br /&gt;Well, he told too.&lt;br /&gt;It didn't mattered, he was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign no 1: WE USE THE SAME PHONE&lt;br /&gt;Sign no 2: HE LISTENS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the idea of Khairil and I died.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't.&lt;br /&gt;We became cyber friends and it's with interest but it all happened behind the monitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th January 2007. THE DATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pras and I were having breakfast before school.&lt;br /&gt;It was a Monday, oh yea. I remembered.&lt;br /&gt;MI was pretty cool to start school at 9 on Mondays.&lt;br /&gt;Starting school late only calls for breakfast@Mac'd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how they said, if your left eye twitches it means that you are going to meet someone from your past.&lt;br /&gt;So did my left eye, while I was eating hotcakes.&lt;br /&gt;I had lined up the people I suspected I would meet.&lt;br /&gt;The idea died through my breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there I was holding the pole in the train and facing this amazing guy with this sexy lips, his face hidden behind newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;Dear god, what more! he was wearing this tight fitting superman shirt and his hair were of a clean cut.&lt;br /&gt;Totally my type.&lt;br /&gt;In my mind I was pleading.&lt;br /&gt;Pleading to God to make him stop reading cause I wanted to see his face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God listens you know. He always did.&lt;br /&gt;And history repeats itself.&lt;br /&gt;I sat beside him in the train, QUIETLY.&lt;br /&gt;As silly as I was, I turned around to look at him when he alight because as soon as he alight, I received a msg which I still kept today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm in shock with today's progress.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with him, Muhamad Fadhil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dated like forever... I mean it. &lt;br /&gt;He made me wait in agony. It took us 1 year and 3 months to be REALLY REALLY together.&lt;br /&gt;And now, soon, in fact this coming Monday will be the day that I finally realized that this guy wasn't kidding when he said he wanted me to be his gf, A YEAR AGO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-8263037315309343924?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/8263037315309343924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=8263037315309343924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/8263037315309343924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/8263037315309343924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-it-all-begin.html' title='How it all begin.'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/Sc1mEi105bI/AAAAAAAAAIc/fLZXsg45qbc/s72-c/grad2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-4736690672950771504</id><published>2009-03-23T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T19:08:57.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pick-ups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>rugby &amp; love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/Scdo65CmjII/AAAAAAAAAIU/KgpslilWUXI/s1600-h/n1124635309_30165155_7007035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/Scdo65CmjII/AAAAAAAAAIU/KgpslilWUXI/s400/n1124635309_30165155_7007035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316333246087597186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! I felt so blessed yesterday that my parents sent and picked me up from training.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the best part about yesterday is...&lt;br /&gt;I brought her down, alone.&lt;br /&gt;I feel a sense of achievement.&lt;br /&gt;She is the coolest female I've met and known by far.&lt;br /&gt;And mesmerizing. &lt;br /&gt;Too bad my partner, Lynette wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;Or else we would have gone GAGA over-her.&lt;br /&gt;Only the two of us left on the ground after the ball has been cleared.&lt;br /&gt;ahah. I was screaming cause someone stepped on my ponytail and beside me was her.&lt;br /&gt;When girls come together, this is what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I had major fun on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Went out with bf &amp; his sisters to town &amp; Parkway Parade to get his bag.&lt;br /&gt;Was fun.&lt;br /&gt;I laughed and laughed until my bf felt he was left out.&lt;br /&gt;Poor baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture above was taken when we went to Escape theme park with the sisters &amp; Sarah too!&lt;br /&gt;So cute she texted me and say what's my sweet sister doing right after I finished training yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-4736690672950771504?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/4736690672950771504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=4736690672950771504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/4736690672950771504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/4736690672950771504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/03/rugby-love.html' title='rugby &amp; love'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/Scdo65CmjII/AAAAAAAAAIU/KgpslilWUXI/s72-c/n1124635309_30165155_7007035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-79703054399910659</id><published>2009-03-21T01:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T01:24:26.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insights'/><title type='text'>rug-BEE</title><content type='html'>I'm very inspired after talking to Brigette.&lt;br /&gt;Though I play contact rugby, actually the truth is, I'm holding back.&lt;br /&gt;I have this fear of bringing someone bigger than me down.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking after I pushed out someone out of the field during this runs of rugby league. &lt;br /&gt;I got scared cause she kept trying to bring me down.&lt;br /&gt;Mind you this may just be my view.&lt;br /&gt;I doubt I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;And whythefuck? are you shouting at me?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I just hate the way you act on the pitch.&lt;br /&gt;Hello? If you are better than me why aren't you in the NWT? seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I don't fancy your attitude when you're playing rugby, thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derelyn, SRJC touch, Mr Andrew &amp; SRJC touch girls: because of them I learn a lot about GOOD communication on the pitch meaning no shouting at any of your team mates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm in love with my dad's nike boots.&lt;br /&gt;I got the lime green boots already though, almost immediately when I told my dad I want it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited about siloso beach resort stay over!&lt;br /&gt;SAY HELLO TO YOUR GIFT BF!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-79703054399910659?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/79703054399910659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=79703054399910659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/79703054399910659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/79703054399910659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/03/rug-bee.html' title='rug-BEE'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-9022940505361905018</id><published>2009-03-14T03:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T04:14:01.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='went for supper twice'/><title type='text'>need it now</title><content type='html'>WHY I'VE BECOME LAZY TO GO FOR TRAINING;&lt;br /&gt;Last 2 sundays, diarrhoea.Bad choice of coffee and orange jucie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FOLLOWING WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday; went to buy SOMETHING :D cannot be mentioned here until 30th March.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday; over-slept because I spent my Saturday at Escape Theme Park and East Coast drinking coffee. So unglam cause Jiayu called me and heard my sleepy voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday; AI has made me lazy.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday; I SHALL DRAG MYSELF!I MUST TO GO FOR TRAINING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; so Kak Dada is going Dubai this Monday and will be there until August.&lt;br /&gt;Mama Ya has won the F1 project in Dubai; it(teh project) was led by her.&lt;br /&gt;Kak Dada is going there to work for her.&lt;br /&gt;I heard the project worth MILLIONS.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder whether she can see LEWIS HAMILTON?&lt;br /&gt;Kak Dada is going to earn heaps of moolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for the stupid passport to appear in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;Why must IT expire this year, soon.&lt;br /&gt;I'm either going Bali or Aussie(again) with Kak Lynn before school reopens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to visit Poovan soon.&lt;br /&gt;Am angry at her for the mistake she made that had landed her on her bed for 1 month.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I've nagged at her enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want that green nike boots or the nike boots with red coloured nike logo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving for kimchi,sashimi &amp; the meat I ate at Vic's place.urggh.&lt;br /&gt;SHIT THIS PMS CRAVINGS SHOULD GO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-9022940505361905018?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/9022940505361905018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=9022940505361905018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/9022940505361905018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/9022940505361905018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/03/need-it-now.html' title='need it now'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-1447839222126789795</id><published>2009-02-26T05:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T05:43:04.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stay positive'/><title type='text'>WTF.</title><content type='html'>Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;Try me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-1447839222126789795?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/1447839222126789795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=1447839222126789795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1447839222126789795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1447839222126789795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/02/wtf.html' title='WTF.'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-8171471870449987007</id><published>2009-02-22T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:07:15.904+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we love eating'/><title type='text'>Another Great Day</title><content type='html'>Today, I had so much fun with bf. :)&lt;br /&gt;We met at Bedok Interchange because I wanted to go to the library nearby.&lt;br /&gt;It's time I part with my laptop only in times to check my e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, bf found me 2 great books about rugby.&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I do not know the rules enough therefore I still suck at rugby.&lt;br /&gt;Henceforth, it's high time I get better at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SaFlXMFGmiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/MEMgGgDp5ek/s1600-h/51824-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SaFlXMFGmiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/MEMgGgDp5ek/s320/51824-large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305633285073181218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SaFlXCy_KLI/AAAAAAAAAIE/aiKk8RdAsOI/s1600-h/51KRD8EG1XL__SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SaFlXCy_KLI/AAAAAAAAAIE/aiKk8RdAsOI/s320/51KRD8EG1XL__SL500_AA240_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305633282581276850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonny Wilkinson, he has the great kicks!&lt;br /&gt;Always watch him on cable when there are major rugby games.&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp; he's cute too.&lt;br /&gt;I did borrow other books that is non-rugby related.&lt;br /&gt;I borrowed 'My Favourite Wife by Tony Parsons'.&lt;br /&gt;Great, I'm so excited about the books I borrowed.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, books aside.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Parkway Parade after that to have early dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Oh heaven, we ate tonnes.&lt;br /&gt;But before dinner of course as usual we will always make a pit stop at Borders.&lt;br /&gt;Love it! Bf and I indulged ourselves with cook books.&lt;br /&gt;I forsee that our future home will have truckload of cook books.&lt;br /&gt;I mean it! Just watch me.&lt;br /&gt;He had Seafood Mee Sua &amp; I had Mee Pok Dry with extra chilli :).&lt;br /&gt;In addition we had Popiah with extra peanuts.&lt;br /&gt;oh!oh! after that we had desserts at SCOOPZ!&lt;br /&gt;We hung out at McCafe &amp; guess what?&lt;br /&gt;WE ATE AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;We flipped through my books &amp; we talked about almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;It was nice seeing him after nearly a week plus of absence.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just love him, A LOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-8171471870449987007?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/8171471870449987007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=8171471870449987007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/8171471870449987007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/8171471870449987007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-great-day.html' title='Another Great Day'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SaFlXMFGmiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/MEMgGgDp5ek/s72-c/51824-large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-4386600784712484216</id><published>2009-02-19T15:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:44:35.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gift for myself for 2010'/><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>Well, yesterday I headed down to SRJC to help around with the new batch of JC1's touch trials.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't much of a help because I didn't feel a need to like butt in &amp; give like the whole pep talk on how things should be done because after all it has only been like 3years? &lt;br /&gt;Just reached 3 years since I got into the whole rugby scene.&lt;br /&gt;Played touch with the Juniors, scored a try.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to CLAR she's totally a playmaker.&lt;br /&gt;I so want to be like her.&lt;br /&gt;She had like 3 years of TOUCHRUG in SP and then followed by Contact rugby with blacks &amp; she has represented Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;God I want to be like her.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so giving myself until my final year in RP to rise above the blacks contact juniors &amp; hopefully stand a chance to represent Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;yeap...so that's my major GOAL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-4386600784712484216?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/4386600784712484216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=4386600784712484216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/4386600784712484216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/4386600784712484216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/02/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-8300029831876410048</id><published>2009-02-17T13:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T13:36:23.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain striving thinking'/><title type='text'>post NRC09' terrible feeling</title><content type='html'>I'm having the most unbearable stomach cramps ever.&lt;br /&gt;I'm left with limited self-control before I go searching for the pink pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once my period ends, I'm going to train on my running.&lt;br /&gt;I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;I must  do it to improve myself and be competent as my other blacks rugby mates.&lt;br /&gt;Urghh its so frustrating to not be so good.&lt;br /&gt;Back to ground zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more personal scale; &lt;br /&gt;those very few words left me thinking all night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-8300029831876410048?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/8300029831876410048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=8300029831876410048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/8300029831876410048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/8300029831876410048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/02/post-nrc09-terrible-feeling.html' title='post NRC09&apos; terrible feeling'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-7638188209499329836</id><published>2009-02-13T03:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T03:51:04.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need water'/><title type='text'>emo-wreck</title><content type='html'>I AM NOT FEELING TOO GOOD BECAUSE OF MY BOOBS.&lt;br /&gt;YES!YOU HEARD ME RIGHT, MY BOOBS.&lt;br /&gt;LAST MONTH I GOT MY PERIOD ON THE 15TH.&lt;br /&gt;AND USUALLY IT WILL COME EARLIER THAN THE EXPECTED DATE.&lt;br /&gt;WELL, NOT TOO GOOD IF IT COMES EARLY THIS TIME AROUND.&lt;br /&gt;I GOT GAME THIS SATURDAY!&lt;br /&gt;AND MY FUCKING IRRITATING PAINFUL BOOBS ARE HURTING.&lt;br /&gt;IT HINDERS ME FROM RUNNING AS PER NORM &amp; WEARING SPORTS BRA WILL HURT EVEN MORE!&lt;br /&gt;URGGHH, FUCK MY STUPID BOOBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO GET A NEW CANTERBURY SHORTS BECAUSE I CAN'T RUN PROPERLY WITH THE OLD ONES CAUSE IT WILL GET TIGHT WHEN I'M PERSPIRING &amp; IT DEFINITELY STICKS TO MY BIG THIGHS!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO WEAR TOMORROW BECAUSE IT'S FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;MY BOYFRIEND EXPECTS ME TO BE DECENT.&lt;br /&gt;I'M COMFORTABLE WITH TANK TOPS AND JEANS WITH MY CROCS.&lt;br /&gt;YES MY TANK TOPS CAN BE TOO LOW AT TIMES BUT I'M NOT ASKING OTHERS TO LOOK AT ME, ITS JUST THE WAY THE TOP IS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait, all of the above frustration must be the signs of PMS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-7638188209499329836?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/7638188209499329836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=7638188209499329836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/7638188209499329836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/7638188209499329836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/02/emo-wreck.html' title='emo-wreck'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-8322958988461790356</id><published>2009-02-03T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T00:00:28.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='double check'/><title type='text'>Goodies for myself</title><content type='html'>http://books.google.com.sg/books?id=M-ZadavGbaIC&amp;pg=PA20&amp;lpg=PA20&amp;dq=switch,rugby&amp;source=bl&amp;ots=m8JhDUwVkS&amp;sig=qveiq5zc9AgrlJQrw2E0hDje4ng&amp;hl=en&amp;sa=X&amp;oi=book_result&amp;resnum=5&amp;ct=result#PPA21,M1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good refresh for ruggers, especially bad ones like me, URGHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. don't hold ball for too long&lt;br /&gt;b. shit, this is where my lack of attention steps in, urgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-8322958988461790356?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/8322958988461790356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=8322958988461790356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/8322958988461790356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/8322958988461790356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/02/goodie-for-myself.html' title='Goodies for myself'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-6155206438632647535</id><published>2009-02-03T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T18:48:30.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BROMANCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SYgfd-istJI/AAAAAAAAAH8/KxGoHfra41U/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SYgfd-istJI/AAAAAAAAAH8/KxGoHfra41U/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298519561466590354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some fries &amp; loads of mayonnaise to go along with it :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-6155206438632647535?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/6155206438632647535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=6155206438632647535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/6155206438632647535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/6155206438632647535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/02/bromance.html' title='BROMANCE'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SYgfd-istJI/AAAAAAAAAH8/KxGoHfra41U/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-6996709283187815243</id><published>2009-01-31T04:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T04:24:06.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyes opened'/><title type='text'>I messed up</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/QcCTPz4ST5/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/QcCTPz4ST5/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/jasonmraz/video/AErsgnSU/jason_mraz_im_yours_official_video_music_video/"&gt;Jason Mraz - Im Yours (Official Video) - &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us, getting complicated.&lt;br /&gt;It's really a phase that I go through that someone was there to feed my ego.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying you don't give me attention.&lt;br /&gt;You do.&lt;br /&gt;He was just there.&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm sorry love.&lt;br /&gt;There isn't love, interest between us. &lt;br /&gt;That I can definitely promise you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't love him, love.&lt;br /&gt;I just wish there is some other medium that I can use to tell you the truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-6996709283187815243?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/6996709283187815243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=6996709283187815243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/6996709283187815243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/6996709283187815243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-messed-up.html' title='I messed up'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-2185804498104881248</id><published>2009-01-30T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T01:16:34.140+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caffine overdose or B'/><title type='text'>Visualize me staying at DOWNUNDER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SYHjMcbvtgI/AAAAAAAAAH0/yQ8tPRzCf2Q/s1600-h/IMG00552.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SYHjMcbvtgI/AAAAAAAAAH0/yQ8tPRzCf2Q/s320/IMG00552.jpg' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day of CNY, another day of great company with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Laughed too much I supposed, well, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;For that I'm in a very foul mood.&lt;br /&gt;Bf called just few hours ago &amp; as silly as it may sound, being me, I made a rude remark(never intended for it to be as such), " Eh! I go online then you went offline is it when you see me online then you go offline?"&lt;br /&gt;Then when he tried to explain himself, I went " Ya,ya,ya,yak,yak,yak"&lt;br /&gt;I even recalled making the hand gesture of mouth moving while saying "yak,yak"&lt;br /&gt;So you guys should know what I'm doing right now.&lt;br /&gt;Those of you who don't understand, I will you guys tell anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking for forgiveness of course :-(&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-2185804498104881248?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/2185804498104881248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=2185804498104881248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/2185804498104881248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/2185804498104881248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/01/visualize-me-staying-at-downunder.html' title='Visualize me staying at DOWNUNDER'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SYHjMcbvtgI/AAAAAAAAAH0/yQ8tPRzCf2Q/s72-c/IMG00552.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-4965373143919215299</id><published>2009-01-28T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:37:35.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SYBtrT3Rf0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/gUmmG0QmEc4/s1600-h/Documents.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SYBtrT3Rf0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/gUmmG0QmEc4/s400/Documents.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whom it may concern, thank you for the gift :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good experience of Chinese New Year this year.&lt;br /&gt;Much better than last year.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went to Cognitive faci's house; Helen Lee as well as Hao ge's house.&lt;br /&gt;I got some money, wierd right? Since I am a Malay.&lt;br /&gt;At age 20, going for visiting does not always mean MONEY MONEY MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;To me it's all about being with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm going Chinese New Year visiting again.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-4965373143919215299?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/4965373143919215299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=4965373143919215299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/4965373143919215299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/4965373143919215299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny-day-3.html' title='CNY Day 3'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SYBtrT3Rf0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/gUmmG0QmEc4/s72-c/Documents.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-2178765840148587318</id><published>2009-01-27T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T19:30:42.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fadhil appears offline.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SX7wYXZwH9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/D8V_m5iBvqI/s1600-h/IMG005501.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SX7wYXZwH9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/D8V_m5iBvqI/s160/IMG005501.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SX7wYdnKKHI/AAAAAAAAAHk/4uvX__wuDso/s1600-h/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SX7wYdnKKHI/AAAAAAAAAHk/4uvX__wuDso/s160/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This boy, he spends one whole day with me &amp; Kak Lynn when my parents are away.&lt;br /&gt;Grandma kept mentioning about him when I pick up the phone :D&lt;br /&gt;He helped me cook sambal sotong &amp; of course the pratas(was fried by him)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, the rice that was cooked, totally done by him.&lt;br /&gt;We played nintendo wii! &lt;br /&gt;I'm such a lousy player, even my boyfriend who played it for first time did better than I do.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm looking forward to this Saturday we are going to spend some time together.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-2178765840148587318?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/2178765840148587318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=2178765840148587318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/2178765840148587318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/2178765840148587318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/01/fadhil-appears-offline.html' title='Fadhil appears offline.'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SX7wYXZwH9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/D8V_m5iBvqI/s72-c/IMG005501.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-5508418362965092216</id><published>2009-01-25T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T19:21:08.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='W16Q'/><title type='text'>W16Q</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SXtI0niw1NI/AAAAAAAAAG4/9aj5dze72rA/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090123_23.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SXtI0niw1NI/AAAAAAAAAG4/9aj5dze72rA/s400/Snapshot_20090123_23.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SXtI0rv1A4I/AAAAAAAAAHA/YFWE9iGg3fI/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090123_27.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SXtI0rv1A4I/AAAAAAAAAHA/YFWE9iGg3fI/s400/Snapshot_20090123_27.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SXtI0pP_jVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/7MjZ_-gk9YQ/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090123_36.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SXtI0pP_jVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/7MjZ_-gk9YQ/s400/Snapshot_20090123_36.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SXtI04CjKlI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/sBK3_Yvogqc/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090123_37.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SXtI04CjKlI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/sBK3_Yvogqc/s400/Snapshot_20090123_37.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As ridiculous as I may sound for being such a donkey on missing at least a month of school; 31 days for silly reasons(never did I regret,anyway)I finally realized I'm in love with my W16Q.&lt;br /&gt;They have been nothing but the best &amp; the irritating as well.&lt;br /&gt;So, here are some words to describe them(I might actually may missed some of them out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ana Hafizah - Wierd, the ridiculous impersonation done mostly by Stanley(dog lover) &amp; Jasper(mcd rider) about Ana's high pitch voice saying that she was going to fetch her brother seems to be playing religiously in my head. F.B; fetch brother or so they called her. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lutfiah - AHHHH another Malay girl that I can never click with though. Everyone would talk about one thing when you mention her name, "webcam 24/7 in class with her bf."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shwee Yee - Myanmmar girl. Very bright girl but as per norm foreigners(only some, maybe) spoils S'pore market. 'Kan chiong - Spider...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu Hang - China girl, totally can pass of as a MUTE. TG, remember her photo we laugh like mad about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Yi- Ughh, panda boy. Only Jasper knows how to teach that boy well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasper - Rugger macrider! The guy who always rub ballons on my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stanley - STOP CALLING ME LUTFIAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cecilia - 6P provider, lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai Ying - she's smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yvonne - OSCAR as mentioned by Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan - HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH zip."Baobei!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desmond - pretty boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TG - walking home buddy :D a nicer version of Rania&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shu En - SHU EN!SHU EN!SHU EN! Still no response&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Ming - Need ear plug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farihin - Part of the class still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi Hao - Almost never talk at all except for that one cognitive lesson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jin Dao - ahhahaahahha JIN DAOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jillson - still love his rainbow lappie skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan - simple guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen Jie - GRASS POWER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uRGHH, so going to Helen Lee's house with them this Wed for CNY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-5508418362965092216?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/5508418362965092216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-1991363857535834057</id><published>2009-01-20T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T23:13:09.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='born to try'/><title type='text'>Pass of as...</title><content type='html'>Yes to all the people who guess that I'm a rojak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma is Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;She's a Muslim though and has Malay name.&lt;br /&gt;She is very fluent in Hokkien.&lt;br /&gt;Her biological parents gave her away to a Muslim family when she's no more than 60 days after birth.&lt;br /&gt;The funny part, she doesn't know when is her birth date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no I'm not a Christian, I'm a Muslim.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha,I don't go to churches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-8476659402809539307</id><published>2009-01-20T14:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T14:30:43.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mary jo lisa'/><title type='text'>JUST YESTERDAY</title><content type='html'>JUST YESTERDAY, i wore knee high socks &amp; fbt shorts and running around the field and slappings girls thighs.&lt;br /&gt;JUST YESTERDAY, i jog around bedok reservoir with my nails perfectly polished in red&lt;br /&gt;JUST YESTERDAY, i nearly fainted&lt;br /&gt;JUST YESTERDAY, Mr Andrew bought for me snickers bars and milk cause I almost fainted&lt;br /&gt;JUST YESTERDAY, i kick someone's head on the field&lt;br /&gt;JUST YESTERDAY, i stepped out of the car and ran after Fadhil&lt;br /&gt;JUST YESTERDAY, err can I continue? ahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-8476659402809539307?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/8476659402809539307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=8476659402809539307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/8476659402809539307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/8476659402809539307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-yesterday.html' title='JUST YESTERDAY'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-7724758937545750319</id><published>2009-01-19T12:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T13:14:01.052+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soon'/><title type='text'>HOLS&amp;HOLS</title><content type='html'>I'm going away for a holiday during CNY 09' holiday.&lt;br /&gt;I hope, FBI's mum &amp; dad would grant him the permission to follow.&lt;br /&gt;If he stay in Singapore, should I?&lt;br /&gt;We could go over to Ahmad's place &amp; play tennis, hrmm?&lt;br /&gt;At least with him around I can smile &amp; be lesser of a brat,haha though not that I want to be a saint.&lt;br /&gt;It's good to have someone you love around I supposed.&lt;br /&gt;We could play card games in the car, eat &amp; laugh at my Dad's lame jokes.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm just hoping for a good news.&lt;br /&gt;Apart from crossing-over the borderline break, I need to go and get new passport size photo for my new passport since i'm going to Dubai:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is so mundane.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if today is Olivia's class, I will sleep in the class, I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;It's crap when work has to be completed albeit the holidays coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how shit my blog entry gets because today is so shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm halfway through my resume.&lt;br /&gt;I need more rugby for my resume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, DEAR GOD GIVE ME THE MOTIVATION FOR SUCCESS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-7724758937545750319?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' 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     minger &lt;br /&gt;Part of Speech:   n &lt;br /&gt;Definition:       an unattractive person; a smelly or ugly person &lt;br /&gt;Etymology:        ming 'human excrement' or 'unpleasant smell' + -er &lt;br /&gt;Usage:            UK slang; minging, mingy adj &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot even begin to start blogging because as you can see I'm in the process of going bonkers.&lt;br /&gt;How can a person resemble so much like an alien and not get a word of English?&lt;br /&gt;My worst fears are like flashing in front of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm hallucinating or just paranoia sinking in but I think I want to play hide-n-seek.&lt;br /&gt;As a move to being mature, I want to play hide-n-seek.&lt;br /&gt;Not with kids, but with Aden.&lt;br /&gt;I gave up on something so precious to me, yes, I'm talking about rugby.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to provide &amp; accomodate but it's like practically useless so I shall be matured.&lt;br /&gt;I'll pay attention to my needs&amp;wants, it comes 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/&gt;They don't know I want a long hair and make it look like Lauren Conrad, HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, picture above are from Islin's 19th Birthday celebration :D&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend had picked me up and send me to buy Is's cake and drove all the way to Cafe Del Mar.&lt;br /&gt;He should know because his FRIENDS usually hang out there mah...party@ some hotel room which cost 1000$plus per night, hrmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next will be Poovan's birthday did a layout plan with Islin on Friday@ Raffles' Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;Just need to ask Ting...&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadhil is out of town(super duper sad)and Kak Lynn is using the car so I pretty much only has my mum's company. &lt;br /&gt;I wanted to just drink at coffee bean but she wants dinner. &lt;br /&gt;So that means we had to cab down somewhere for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my carpark I could see 2 families waiting for cab.&lt;br /&gt;The thing was there isn't any cab at that point of time at the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is truly remarkable. How so?&lt;br /&gt;The moment my mum and I stepped into the main road, there were empty cabs.&lt;br /&gt;I then stood AHEAD of those two families and hail for the cab.&lt;br /&gt;It stopped in front us because clearly we had the right-of-way.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I agree that those families came first but you should have seen my mum and I waiting for cab also.&lt;br /&gt;Clearly if you wanted a cab so badly,move the fucking hell ahead of us, then you will have the right of way as compared to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In terms of the culture of hailing the cab I'm am damn right.&lt;br /&gt;That fucking cab is bloody mine.&lt;br /&gt;The malay guy shouted "OI!" in the most asshole fucking rudeway of his.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot fucking believe he even stopped me from taking the cab given that my mum is lame.&lt;br /&gt;She can't even walk properly.&lt;br /&gt;Hell!She's a victim of stroke-DOH!&lt;br /&gt;I cannot see where he got his rude nature.&lt;br /&gt;He was with his 2 kids who are not handicapped.&lt;br /&gt;In fact they look robust. WTF right?!&lt;br /&gt;My mum then got scared.&lt;br /&gt;I then ask the cab driver to give a ride to the malay family given my mum is too soft-hearted.&lt;br /&gt;He was so making a fucking big issue of what supposed to be trivial.&lt;br /&gt;Then I said," FUCK WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU!"&lt;br /&gt;He went I was here first.&lt;br /&gt;I was like " CAN'T YOU SEE SHE CAN'T WALK"&lt;br /&gt;Then he went "I CAN'T SEE WHAT!" as he stepped into the cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so damn furious when I shouted that I can't believe I shouted across streets.&lt;br /&gt;Already, I have Ramli Sarip's voice and so missing my bf that he just stepped on my toes.&lt;br /&gt;The other family got so scared that they walked away from waiting for the cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe he fought for the taxi with my mum.&lt;br /&gt;He's is a Muslim that I can vouch for you.&lt;br /&gt;He has no sympathy at all for my mum who is handicapped,gosh.&lt;br /&gt;And being Malay I would expect you to treat your people of the same race well.&lt;br /&gt;My mum is older than you are, give her your respect.&lt;br /&gt;The silly thing was the road has taxiSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!&lt;br /&gt;I got taxi less than a minute we gave him ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand these kind of people.&lt;br /&gt;He should be glad I never came up to him and slap him.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously could care less if I get punch by him.&lt;br /&gt;No way! I must fight for someone who treats my mum like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-8668720367694628854?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/8668720367694628854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=8668720367694628854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/8668720367694628854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/8668720367694628854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-fucking-loathe-you.html' title='I FUCKING LOATHE YOU!'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-1402523459678838551</id><published>2008-11-22T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T16:43:49.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SSfGREmrR4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/HBQ4vIQtt3c/s1600-h/collage1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SSfGREmrR4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/HBQ4vIQtt3c/s400/collage1.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feast!&lt;div style='clear:both; 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Aish, major fun.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Timbre@ART HOUSE that night and pretty much enjoyed myself.&lt;br /&gt;Ting found herself a new beau name Oliver.&lt;br /&gt;A very tall guy and he is such a quiet guy whom if I happened to judge correctly, could make it far with Ting.&lt;br /&gt;It's not official, yea just soon enough:D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway she's in Macau now enjoying herself.&lt;br /&gt;She had plenty to drink on her birthday that she talk so loudly.&lt;br /&gt;And I made a super darn big mistake which I reckoned wasn't my fault to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the Menu and look under &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;non-alcoholic &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;drink to buy.&lt;br /&gt;Just nice I saw my fav, Redbull.&lt;br /&gt;But here's the catch its stated there &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Redbull PS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea what PS meant.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless I was like "hrmm...", suspecting something was wrong but rejected my thought and was like perhaps it is a brand of one of the different types of redbull.&lt;br /&gt;When the drink came I drank like 1/4 of it almost immediately and nearly spat it out.&lt;br /&gt;The drink tasted disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at Islin and went,"I think there's a liqour in this drink" cause we happened to order the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;I hurried Kak Dada to come back from her cigarette break.&lt;br /&gt;I got her to taste the drink and true enough there was liqour in it and...&lt;br /&gt;it's VODKA.&lt;br /&gt;I changed my drink to ginger ale and it's really ginger ale.&lt;br /&gt;And PS stands for PERFECT SERVE; that's very 'liquor-ish'&lt;br /&gt;Ouh PIZZA was so yummy man :D&lt;br /&gt;I can eat pan after pan of PIZZA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week will be CAFE DEL MAR for IS:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And out of 7000year1 cohort(quoted from Weiliang's Faci) I'm one fo the 5 that got A for enterprise UT1!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-1781220013853503704?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/1781220013853503704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=1781220013853503704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1781220013853503704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1781220013853503704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/11/major-headache.html' title='major headache'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SSWgsO80_JI/AAAAAAAAAFU/DVJRqYTVgiU/s72-c/IMG00408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-8059758566420757242</id><published>2008-10-22T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T19:58:11.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My only hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SP8VUOwnCjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/voUGQsNgk1Y/s1600-h/IMG_0325.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SP8VUOwnCjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/voUGQsNgk1Y/s320/IMG_0325.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SP8VUO7ueYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/drmiCyV44kI/s1600-h/IMG_0394.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SP8VUO7ueYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/drmiCyV44kI/s320/IMG_0394.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SP8VUriLBWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V8ir_-KRQXA/s1600-h/IMG_0395.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SP8VUriLBWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V8ir_-KRQXA/s320/IMG_0395.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SP8VUoyoaoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/p5i5-EqusBY/s1600-h/IMG_0396.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SP8VUoyoaoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/p5i5-EqusBY/s320/IMG_0396.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Raya was especially fun when the in-law came over to my place. :D&lt;br /&gt;Details later on.&lt;br /&gt;Their visit was on Sunday but on the Saturday of the weekend the in-laws came over or visiting, we went to Snow city(we; bf's siblings, his aunt and cousins!:D)&lt;br /&gt;Madness nervous at first because it's like a whole day affair thing with the family mind you.&lt;br /&gt;Met him and his siblings over at Bedok's Mac'd to have breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;It was a good start because while Fadhil ordered food for me, I started talking to Fathia and Fara.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun :D &lt;br /&gt;I would have froze but as you can see I didn't, good progress.&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, waited for aunt and the kids.&lt;br /&gt;Met the aunt, Iman, Sarah and Sasha.&lt;br /&gt;Bus ride to Jurong East was ohsofun.&lt;br /&gt;The kids and I bonded, thank god.&lt;br /&gt;They love me and on the way to Boon Lay, Sasha and Sarah actually 'fought' to sit beside me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, they enjoy tickling my neck.&lt;br /&gt;So sweet they said they wished I was their sister so I can coach them Maths.&lt;br /&gt;They even asked my cell number.&lt;br /&gt;Sasha actually insisted I came over to her place and play with her.&lt;br /&gt;In the train home, boyfriend, texted me saying "I love you."&lt;br /&gt;Sarah was like "That's Fadhil right?"&lt;br /&gt;I was like no, no it's not Fadhil and that Farah texted me.&lt;br /&gt;She fiddled with my phone and saw the text message and was like "See see FA-DHIL,fadhil"&lt;br /&gt;She kept asking &lt;em&gt;" You like Fadhil?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My replied was &lt;em&gt;" I don't like Fadhil, I love Fadhil,"&lt;/em&gt; LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In -law visit was omg, so fun!&lt;br /&gt;My dad's friend is actually his uncle! &lt;em&gt;Singing: Its a small world after all!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mum revealed that his a premature baby, 8months and didn't cry when he came to the world.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what! It's the same thing with me.&lt;br /&gt;We never dicussed that we are premature.&lt;br /&gt;I always feel that we're so different but never knew we are so much alike.&lt;br /&gt;Like our passion for Economics:D&lt;br /&gt;He always does the washing of toilets at home, LOL! So am I.&lt;br /&gt;His house is so nice, much nicer than mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest news, a mad dash for my sister's engagement ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;She is getting engage, yaww!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-8059758566420757242?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/8059758566420757242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=8059758566420757242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/8059758566420757242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/8059758566420757242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-only-hope.html' title='My only hope'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SP8VUOwnCjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/voUGQsNgk1Y/s72-c/IMG_0325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-1894094350339548877</id><published>2008-10-05T02:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T02:36:08.653+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight :D'/><title type='text'>Friday Blast!</title><content type='html'>Friday was a day to remember.&lt;br /&gt;Fadhil came over to my place in the morning to drop by and chat,eat &amp; watch fomula1 yet again well at least it was only me.&lt;br /&gt;Well he told me I couldn't sit still.&lt;br /&gt;I like doing housework, I mean I'm a clean freak.&lt;br /&gt;Well that aside, I fried him egg.&lt;br /&gt;Served him rice with eggs and chicken asam pedas gravy.&lt;br /&gt;Oh people around this household is addicted to my macroon cookies, it's a good sign:D&lt;br /&gt;Thanks mum.&lt;br /&gt;My parents went away for two days to celebrate Syawal over at Nenek &amp; Tok's place over in Tanjong Pinang(not actual birth grandparents)&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to my old primary school days which is clinging on to my mum.&lt;br /&gt;Like I said in my previous post, Ramadan was special. &lt;br /&gt;I'm closely bonded with mum.&lt;br /&gt;Well that afternoon was fun going to Serangoon Broadway to take Fadhil's graduation gown.&lt;br /&gt;Parking was crazy and the heavy jam at PIE.&lt;br /&gt;OHyea! He sang a few hari raya songs.&lt;br /&gt;His mum was supposed to come with us but she's tired after cooking for his dad so I guess a rest was what she needed.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to singing hari raya songs.&lt;br /&gt;First came into the car, he changed the radio station to class 95fm knowing I've an old soul in me.&lt;br /&gt;Well I stopped saying"No, It's hari Raya"&lt;br /&gt;So he nagged all the way there because of the heavy traffic, cute nagg though.&lt;br /&gt;Okay here's a tip, NEXT TIME if ever ANYONE has to graduate and had to take their gown at SERANGOON BROADWAY, be careful.&lt;br /&gt;They will promote a photo package saying the package is only for that day, OH LORD! That's gimmick I supposed cause I heard the same thing the last time my sister graduate to get her degree.&lt;br /&gt;That promoter actually nearly got my boyfriend to call his parents.&lt;br /&gt;Being Fadhil, he won't say no.&lt;br /&gt;So ya, I was like saying to that promoter lady "But his parents are overseas"&lt;br /&gt;Promoting gimmick ends there.&lt;br /&gt;We had sushi at airport's sakae which was so fun and enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;He then sent me to Century Square because I had movie date with kak lynn, kak dad and abang shukor(dada's new beau).&lt;br /&gt;Planned to bring boyfriend but kak lynn bail out because I guess she felt wierd.&lt;br /&gt;I won't leave her alone, she loves ABBA and she's my sister I love her too so boyfriend went home to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;After movie, we went to East Coast.&lt;br /&gt;My stomach was in great pain after the stupid reminisce about the past the silly past my sisters had together.&lt;br /&gt;Simply a great day.&lt;br /&gt;Well mum and dad are back, that's all that matters right?&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-1894094350339548877?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/1894094350339548877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=1894094350339548877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1894094350339548877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1894094350339548877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/10/friday-blast.html' title='Friday Blast!'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-7206371561030753152</id><published>2008-10-01T12:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T12:24:52.258+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hari mulia'/><title type='text'>Hari Mulia</title><content type='html'>Finally, Syawal has arrived.&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan was so fun though I missed my boyfriend like so much.&lt;br /&gt;We decided not to go out on dinner dates, movie dates &amp; supper dates or any other activities because it was Ramadan, sacred month.&lt;br /&gt;But Ramadan has been fun.&lt;br /&gt;I got to taste Fadhil's mum cooking.&lt;br /&gt;I helped mum a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I mean mum really appreciate all the help I gave her because my sister is just too busy with teaching.&lt;br /&gt;Last night was so fun I got to meet like Fadhil's 3 younger sisters because they came over to send me kuih that my mother-in-law gave YUMMY!Macroon cookies, just what I'm looking for!&lt;br /&gt;Ikea was like Kampung Melayu urrrggh.&lt;br /&gt;The queue was madness but luckily we didn't get anything much just tissues,flowers &amp; photo frame.&lt;br /&gt;And at night Fadhil came yet again to send cake marble.&lt;br /&gt;So sweet right my mother-in-law?&lt;br /&gt;My family is invited to his house :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh last night was our 6th months together. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we talked about how long we dated each other which was about 14months, long enough.&lt;br /&gt;This is like our second raya together :D&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway visiting will be after solat fardhu zuhur.&lt;br /&gt;I guess this year is speacial, extra 1 more house to visit(my long lost aunt).&lt;br /&gt;I mean it's so odd that I don't really know her even though my mum, dad and siblings told me so much about my aunt and how she dotes on me.&lt;br /&gt;This year raya will be fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-7206371561030753152?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/7206371561030753152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=7206371561030753152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/7206371561030753152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/7206371561030753152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/10/hari-mulia.html' title='Hari Mulia'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-5599457492344324124</id><published>2008-09-20T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T00:16:50.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BYE...aje?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SNPQbwqCBYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/x32nfY_3fvU/s1600-h/DSC00845+(2).JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SNPQbwqCBYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/x32nfY_3fvU/s400/DSC00845+(2).JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my boyfriend, Muhamad Fadhil Bin Ibrahim.&lt;br /&gt;He is so irritatingly cute :D&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen him in like forever.&lt;br /&gt;Last few weeks, I only see him like weekly, but for not more 5mins or so.&lt;br /&gt;It's either I send him food or he would send me. Vice Versa.&lt;br /&gt;He is like the cutest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;We always fight over trivial matters.&lt;br /&gt;And I would like always promise myself to practice self control(give bf space)which of course I never nearly execute,lol.&lt;br /&gt;He would always give in and call me.&lt;br /&gt;He say that he's angry but he love me a lot:D&lt;br /&gt;I mean we decided not to see each other because it's like the fasting month and the only right thing for us to do is to get our good acts together and hopefully god accept it.&lt;br /&gt;I miss his smell yawww! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FREAKING MISS RUGBY la. when is it resuming?!&lt;br /&gt;I miss FARTLEK, yeay, SURPRISE SURPRISE.&lt;br /&gt;Juliana?Fartlek? ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Blacks is having dinner party at Bedok stadium.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it much fun?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILOVEFADHIL.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-5599457492344324124?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/5599457492344324124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=5599457492344324124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/5599457492344324124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/5599457492344324124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/09/byeaje.html' title='BYE...aje?'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SNPQbwqCBYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/x32nfY_3fvU/s72-c/DSC00845+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-2958156929319494281</id><published>2008-09-19T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T12:07:55.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prima OR Malindi?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SNMlm95yWbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ldpYFHg54Fg/s1600-h/080509030950_MALINDI_W_PUL_ANGLE.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SNMlm95yWbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ldpYFHg54Fg/s400/080509030950_MALINDI_W_PUL_ANGLE.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so close to getting one more pair of CROCS!&lt;br /&gt;I want to get Malindi like asap because I want to look like a boho chic; with centre parting hair, big necklace and yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling that my classmates are made of S-T-O-N-E-S.&lt;br /&gt;Omg, am I the oly BIG MOUTH NOISY IRRITATING PERSON alive in the class?&lt;br /&gt;Dear god, save me!&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to either Ralph Lauren or maybe Tommy Hilfiger or perhaps some other shop.&lt;br /&gt;Get like a shirt with collar, I want to look like Lauren Conrad. &lt;br /&gt;The shirt must be like linen materials, hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;I shall dress conservatively.&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream, a very touching one.&lt;br /&gt;I helped people to get rid of demons.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-2958156929319494281?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/2958156929319494281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=2958156929319494281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/2958156929319494281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/2958156929319494281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/09/prima-or-malindi.html' title='Prima OR Malindi?'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SNMlm95yWbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ldpYFHg54Fg/s72-c/080509030950_MALINDI_W_PUL_ANGLE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-1442734544813136624</id><published>2008-09-15T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:15:37.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sneezing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SM5f-BLGOpI/AAAAAAAAAD8/h-bQRC9NRoM/s1600-h/IMG00310.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SM5f-BLGOpI/AAAAAAAAAD8/h-bQRC9NRoM/s400/IMG00310.jpg' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not attend school today because I decided to be lazy.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to sleep in late or something but I just couldn't because my sis kept asking me for something one after another.&lt;br /&gt;I cleaned the room, it looks much better now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm left with the top of my wardrobe &amp; under the bed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to got to Ikea and get storage boxes.&lt;br /&gt;I even cleaned the fan and washed the washroom.&lt;br /&gt;Helped mum and bro prepare food and make drinks for buka since I cannot fast so ya that's the very least I can help them with.&lt;br /&gt;Weekend was fun, went out with family, count bro out.&lt;br /&gt;My GPRS is back yawww!&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty settled for raya. I'm left with the hair:D&lt;br /&gt;Plus kuih, no buying of kuih.&lt;br /&gt;Buying kuih is NO WAY of celebrating festivity!&lt;br /&gt;I MISS RUGBY AND DHILLY yaww!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-1442734544813136624?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/1442734544813136624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=1442734544813136624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1442734544813136624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1442734544813136624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/09/sneezing.html' title='sneezing'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SM5f-BLGOpI/AAAAAAAAAD8/h-bQRC9NRoM/s72-c/IMG00310.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-7718745303131989043</id><published>2008-09-14T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:17:18.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Berhenti berharap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SM0aYilt-sI/AAAAAAAAAD0/K6NW6UtK0xQ/s1600-h/Image115.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SM0aYilt-sI/AAAAAAAAAD0/K6NW6UtK0xQ/s400/Image115.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist : Marcell&lt;br /&gt;Lirik Lagu : Marcell - Berhenti Berharap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lirik Lagu Marcell - Berhenti Berharap &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu Ku Tak Pernah Percayakan Cinta&lt;br /&gt;Yang Tak Harus Memiliki&lt;br /&gt;Pernah Ku Paksakan Walau Tak Sejalan&lt;br /&gt;Meski Ku Tahu Ku Salah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan Ku Coba Melupakanmu&lt;br /&gt;Karena Ku Tahu Kau Bukan Milikku&lt;br /&gt;Dan Ku Berhenti Berharap&lt;br /&gt;Akan Cinta Mu Yg Dulu Ada Di Hati&lt;br /&gt;Dan Ku Coba Tuk Bertahan&lt;br /&gt;Walau Berat Kini Ku Berhenti &lt;br /&gt;Berharap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kini Ku Akui Hatiku Tak Bisa&lt;br /&gt;Selalu Miliki Dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Pernah Ku Paksakan Walau Tak Sejalan&lt;br /&gt;Meski Ku Tahu Ku Salah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan Ku Coba Melupakanmu&lt;br /&gt;Karena Ku Tahu Kau Bukan Milikku&lt;br /&gt;Dan Ku Berhenti Berharap&lt;br /&gt;Akan Cinta Mu Yg Dulu Ada Di Hati&lt;br /&gt;Dan Ku Coba Tuk Bertahan&lt;br /&gt;Walau Berat Kini Ku Berhenti &lt;br /&gt;Berharap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Ramadan, I just hope I can complete it.&lt;br /&gt;I hope God will bring me closer to Him by making me understand Islam better.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be there for my mum as much as I can with my full capabilities.&lt;br /&gt;I want everyting to be okay with Fadhil.&lt;br /&gt;It's like nearly 2 years we're together.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered that moment when my dad fetched me from my date with Fadhil and after a couple of minutes after driving off I got my dad to stop the car and I chased after Fadhil.&lt;br /&gt;That faithful event still etched in my memories.&lt;br /&gt;I want my bro back, the old him.&lt;br /&gt;I just want everything to be simple.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, a truckload of rugby!&lt;div style='clear:both; 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Oh come on, not sucking up.&lt;br /&gt;It's the truth and it's Ibu's signature dish.&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend, happy birthday I hope you like the BIG CAKE from famous amos :D&lt;br /&gt;Bet you were like surprise I appeared suddenly!&lt;br /&gt;Love you (",)&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-631065810419205266?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/631065810419205266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=631065810419205266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/631065810419205266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/631065810419205266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-20th.html' title='HAPPY 20TH!'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SMUdMwlzq4I/AAAAAAAAADs/JDwiGJXTSXw/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-6450717157699546462</id><published>2008-09-07T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T00:55:16.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fadhilicious!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SMK19AMtZ4I/AAAAAAAAADM/nhVTJ3A45ZI/s1600-h/1_388563305l.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SMK19AMtZ4I/AAAAAAAAADM/nhVTJ3A45ZI/s400/1_388563305l.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Muhamad Fadhil Bin Ibrahim, Rugby &amp; Family(Poon, Is &amp; STEPHANIE hahaha too are family)&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-6450717157699546462?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/6450717157699546462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=6450717157699546462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/6450717157699546462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/6450717157699546462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/09/fadhilicious.html' title='fadhilicious!'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SMK19AMtZ4I/AAAAAAAAADM/nhVTJ3A45ZI/s72-c/1_388563305l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-567710991882244398</id><published>2008-09-02T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T13:35:58.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight 7s' mayhem!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SLzQvQKX00I/AAAAAAAAADE/ebS_fy8PGVU/s1600-h/IMG00258.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SLzQvQKX00I/AAAAAAAAADE/ebS_fy8PGVU/s400/IMG00258.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Girls, for the birthday surprise.&lt;br /&gt;:D Cakes, Pizza &amp; sending Abang off for his flight was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One sweet moment, my boyfriend's father bought for my family Nasi Briyani all the way from little India and send it to us. Omg, I was so happy especially when I get to eat it after training last Sunday. I'm like touched. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so miss training for Blacks RFC with Fionna, Aminah, Aishah, An, Kuhhsi, Diana, Vanessa, Kai Wei, Emily, Ester, Nurul, Lilian, Chu Hong :(&lt;br /&gt;Midnight7s was a great Mayhem.&lt;br /&gt;Like superb dose of contact rugby from all over Asia :D&lt;br /&gt;The event was held on the 29th &amp; 30th of Aug.&lt;br /&gt;Blacks RFC(Blacks babies) won Plate runner-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drama part to this whole event was on the second day.&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't know where to start actually.&lt;br /&gt;I was in RP touch not too long ago.&lt;br /&gt;During one of the training, I heard Ju one of my senior telling my coach, Boo that my dumps was not good.&lt;br /&gt;Well I heard her well, it was like a complain for crying out loud.&lt;br /&gt;I mean I don't know what's her deal with me but if I had to defend myself, that dumped I did, was on my left hand(it is always awkward)&lt;br /&gt;And like during one of the physical training, when I ran passed Su &amp; Ju who was so quiet up until I ran passed them, they laughed out loud. &lt;br /&gt;And like after so long during a particular training, I was the first junior to be asked to pick the balls and keep it.&lt;br /&gt;About the pol-ite match, I'm over it please.&lt;br /&gt;I came to realize that 2 years of experience was somehow not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day itself, Blacks RFC was against RP Ping(RP seniors)&lt;br /&gt;The thing about rugby is when there's ruck then defenders cannot shoot up and defend.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is there was no ruck hence i shoot up to defend Siti it is definitely allowed I'm not even offside.&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it again, the reason why she couldn't get the ball was only because she was not deep enough.&lt;br /&gt;I was right! I'm not in wrong.&lt;br /&gt;And because of that moment, she shouted sial at me.&lt;br /&gt;And told the whole string of my seniors, D, su &amp; some girl and they aimed me like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;I got cracked up.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Eunice, Chong Fu &amp; of course Blacks Babies for the comfort you gave to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The Match' that was like the highlight of the moment was when Blacks Women was against Thai Barbarians.&lt;br /&gt;All this while I knew Derelyn(my SRJC coach) could run but I never knew it was that maginificent speed. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;She scored 2 tries, I must be lucky to be coached by her. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;They played for CUP finals 'THE MATCH' to fight for.&lt;br /&gt;And for them to come second to the Thai despite being the organizer for the Midnight7s made them a sure winner.&lt;br /&gt;The way they played made me realized that I'm so far away from being as good as them.&lt;br /&gt;I need to be better.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so ready to train and pump my legs and be as good as Derelyn, she is like FLASH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved it.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-567710991882244398?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/567710991882244398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=567710991882244398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/567710991882244398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/567710991882244398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/09/midnight-7s-mayhem.html' title='Midnight 7s&apos; mayhem!'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SLzQvQKX00I/AAAAAAAAADE/ebS_fy8PGVU/s72-c/IMG00258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-6025845314754335351</id><published>2008-08-21T14:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T01:50:22.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Again, thank you those who have sent me birthday wishes esp. to Fadhil Ibrahim aka boyfriend he gave me like 2 phone calls, 2 messages and a friendster comment.&lt;br /&gt;Fadhil Ibrahim, thank you for the trip all the way up to little India and midnight gift on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Could never thank you enough for the past one and the half year we have been together :D&lt;br /&gt;W15R, thank you for the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;Hui Yun, the walnut cheesecake from swissbake was so yummy.&lt;br /&gt;Ashley Tay, Navinn Raj &amp; Lola, thank you for the beautiful dress :D&lt;br /&gt;Family, for celebrating my birthday with my favourite noodle and of course the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training is always the bomb.&lt;br /&gt;I forever, have to rush down for training for god knows why I'm always late :(&lt;br /&gt;Played touch with the senior Blacks team, so so so fun. I loved it :D hrrmm&lt;br /&gt;Wing, Serena, Eunice, Clarr like dominated the game.&lt;br /&gt;I did touch Wing okay, one of the fastest I supposed. :D&lt;br /&gt;Serena talked to me about RP touch and I told her about how I felt when one of the seniors talked something to Boo and she was like ignore them kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;And she was like stay with Blacks since most of the junior players are around my age I can definitely click with them. &lt;br /&gt;I so looked up to her she always care about my welfare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-6025845314754335351?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/6025845314754335351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=6025845314754335351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/6025845314754335351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/6025845314754335351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/08/again-thank-you-those-who-have-sent-me.html' title=''/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-2870017378812367344</id><published>2008-08-18T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T00:55:20.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>touch, pause, engage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SKhX9qd37NI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7fxA8OLXylE/s1600-h/DSC_1230.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SKhX9qd37NI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7fxA8OLXylE/s400/DSC_1230.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 19th birthday to me :D&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all personally for the birthday wishes.&lt;br /&gt;Chermaine Wee, happy birthday to you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it wrong to keep imagining a person of the same sex face's?&lt;br /&gt;I mean not that I love her, oh please I have my boyfriend and I love him.&lt;br /&gt;Just that someone's face and character is very intriguing, is it even a naturally phase that every girl goes through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well training so so so made my day!&lt;br /&gt;From the embarrassing tripped over my foot moment with two rugby guys walking behind me plus walking right into my Coach's side car mirror.&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a clutz because I was late for training.&lt;br /&gt;Derelyn brought Wookie the ever so cute dog of her's.&lt;br /&gt;The first thing she saw me she was like "A, JULES!"&lt;br /&gt;I smiled at her!&lt;br /&gt;Miss those times when she coaches me in SRJC!&lt;br /&gt;hrmmm, so typical of her to bring a gigantic Tiger Beer Umberella walking around the sidelines shouting at us when we are playing touch, ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;That's my favourite Coach Derelyn.&lt;br /&gt;See!I've digressed!&lt;br /&gt;Well Shaoing coached us for today.&lt;br /&gt;Had the ITE girls to come train with us.&lt;br /&gt;Brushed up on my basics, not bad eh, my core muscles freaking powerpack siak!&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm short that's why my centre of gravity is lower thus easier to tackle people, I dunnoe.&lt;br /&gt;Crap I should have reacted to CLAR's call earlier! damn it! Or else I would have scored a freaking try!&lt;br /&gt;YYAAAAAWWW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANGKOK TRIP!OMG!&lt;br /&gt;I want to go with BLACKS!&lt;br /&gt;Serena told the junior team that they'll be going in Dec.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go be it school days or not! I want to go means I'm going.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bringing my claws out on the field...&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-2870017378812367344?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/2870017378812367344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=2870017378812367344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/2870017378812367344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/2870017378812367344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/08/touch-pause-engage.html' title='touch, pause, engage'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SKhX9qd37NI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7fxA8OLXylE/s72-c/DSC_1230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-2019921691307196744</id><published>2008-08-16T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T12:36:13.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunshine through window, that's what you are</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SKZZPOp09QI/AAAAAAAAACc/7989nZHGxVU/s1600-h/1_364334008l.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SKZZPOp09QI/AAAAAAAAACc/7989nZHGxVU/s400/1_364334008l.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my neck feels so much better.&lt;br /&gt;I used Baba's yoko yoko.&lt;br /&gt;I giggled so much when I saw Baba at The Cage @ East Coast while boyfriend drove past.&lt;br /&gt;It's like one giant yellow thingy gliding across The Cage, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Yeayness! I'm okay for training tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing high knee socks because training is pushed earlier when the sun is shinning and SA's astro turf is definitely burning me!&lt;br /&gt;Monday is going to be a busy busy day for me.&lt;br /&gt;Morning, I'm going to the market buying stuffs for the class's chalet then on date with boyfriend@Tekka, lol.&lt;br /&gt;We are eating yummy Indian food =)&lt;br /&gt;Going out soon, hrmmm... 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margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I freaking sprained my neck yesterday at training.&lt;br /&gt;Well, not an instant pain.&lt;br /&gt;Blacks Babies!&lt;br /&gt;Chalet next Monday.&lt;br /&gt;:D Fadhil is still in.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-1419375904802631079?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/1419375904802631079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=1419375904802631079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1419375904802631079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1419375904802631079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/08/carried-away.html' title='CARRIEd away'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SKQdOzXtiXI/AAAAAAAAACU/Fyua2xOZ6dg/s72-c/SL375883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-2551811542236826152</id><published>2008-08-12T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T19:56:54.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://localhost:65503/e9cec458b3c4ee5c829085f2a17339e5/image589.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://localhost:65503/e9cec458b3c4ee5c829085f2a17339e5/image589.jpg?size=400' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester 1 is over as of today.&lt;br /&gt;Blacks training is going on religiously to get the younger girls ready for Midnight 7s.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so hyped!&lt;br /&gt;Birthday is coming, bf took a day off on my birthday &amp; my class is having chalet =)&lt;br /&gt;So happy holidays! &lt;br /&gt;Time to hibernate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-2551811542236826152?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/2551811542236826152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=2551811542236826152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/2551811542236826152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/2551811542236826152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/08/over.html' title='OVER!'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-143929532447212030</id><published>2008-07-28T07:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T08:12:41.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pitfalls and withdrawal symptoms'/><title type='text'>Guilty</title><content type='html'>Okay folks, last week I was totally sick till I can't get out of the bed. &lt;br /&gt;Or even walked around, bad week.&lt;br /&gt;Recovered.&lt;br /&gt;Met boyfriend for two hours only this week, and now I am currently having the "IMISSMYFREAKINGBOYFRIEND, blues."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News update: Midnights7 is on for blacks junior team, EGGGGCIIIITEEDD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to school full swing starting from tomorrow till semester 1 is over which is like in 2 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;Hello?I need to figure my life out.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not nearly as fortunate for some kids out there who has a structured life plan and is currently living it now.&lt;br /&gt;Am I right to say, everyone deserve to question their life?&lt;br /&gt;God has put off my original life plan.&lt;br /&gt;Well thanks, I need to learn some new life lessons.&lt;br /&gt;I am a very intelligent person who just currently run out of motivation.&lt;br /&gt;I can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Be happy and forgiving esp. to boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to school and flaunt my gift of gap&lt;br /&gt;3. Rugby, need more endorphins in my body, yaw! + my passion&lt;br /&gt;4. Pray to God my plans work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-143929532447212030?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/143929532447212030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=143929532447212030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/143929532447212030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/143929532447212030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/07/guilty.html' title='Guilty'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-3156520446637178652</id><published>2008-07-25T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T00:46:12.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SIix1PmBEAI/AAAAAAAAACM/QP5rgalIXRY/s1600-h/Image004.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SIix1PmBEAI/AAAAAAAAACM/QP5rgalIXRY/s400/Image004.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hating all these questions that runs in my head.&lt;br /&gt;It gets blurry and scary and it gives me headache.&lt;br /&gt;I've been sick, real sick.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not okay, physically.&lt;br /&gt;I might need to walk out of the house alone and breathe in the air.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-3156520446637178652?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/3156520446637178652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=3156520446637178652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/3156520446637178652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/3156520446637178652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/07/who.html' title='WHO?'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SIix1PmBEAI/AAAAAAAAACM/QP5rgalIXRY/s72-c/Image004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-5279644586943593822</id><published>2008-07-20T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T19:34:13.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SIMitVp-A4I/AAAAAAAAACE/3tTu8XP0me4/s1600-h/IMG00152.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SIMitVp-A4I/AAAAAAAAACE/3tTu8XP0me4/s400/IMG00152.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had one bad morning. My whole world was spinning, I nearly fell in the toilet. Couldn't look left,right, down, shut my eyes or even as I lay on the bed. So I practically stoned on the bed, crying.Lately, I just had too much to think about and like even the other day in school probably doing science? Half of my head was throbbing like mad. The thing is the spinning from this morning, came back. I thought it stopped for good. I can't rest my head too long on my right, once I get up, everything spins. It occurs pretty often and like lately I've been weak. I'm pretty much worried I'm not myself lately, so ya. Maybe I'm going for a check-up see how things go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Muhamad Fadhil, still. =)&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-5279644586943593822?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/5279644586943593822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=5279644586943593822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/5279644586943593822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/5279644586943593822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/07/well-i-had-one-bad-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SIMitVp-A4I/AAAAAAAAACE/3tTu8XP0me4/s72-c/IMG00152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-5211744085223911638</id><published>2008-07-13T18:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T18:57:14.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall for you'/><title type='text'>what's new</title><content type='html'>new blackberry phone ;)&lt;br /&gt;new fancy look&lt;br /&gt;new crocs; same as my boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;new jibbitz; bought by boyfriend(first gift,hurray!)&lt;br /&gt;new bras and panties; i mean it i bought A LOT from la senza because a senior of mine is working there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh, what's NOT new?&lt;br /&gt;it's sunday and my boyfriend is back in camp. sad sunday for us.&lt;br /&gt;I miss yesterday though.&lt;br /&gt;Sang backstreet boys song in the car, buy jibbitz, eating supper and just hang out in the car :)hiya i miss him.ohgod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveblacksrfctraining. I'mkindahatingRPrugby,hrmm?well,till then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-5211744085223911638?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/5211744085223911638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=5211744085223911638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/5211744085223911638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/5211744085223911638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/07/whats-new.html' title='what&apos;s new'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-1309951889037655513</id><published>2008-06-11T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T00:06:23.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JULIANA'S SECRET</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SE6mfjauFrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/S6lW5LYuCwY/s1600-h/collage2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SE6mfjauFrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/S6lW5LYuCwY/s400/collage2.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searched for crocs, got none.&lt;br /&gt;Yet I finally realised my telepathy with MOOMOO gets stronger each day =)&lt;br /&gt;and yes MY FAMILY; makan makan and window shopping is always nice.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU MOOMOO.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-1309951889037655513?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/1309951889037655513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=1309951889037655513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1309951889037655513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1309951889037655513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/06/julianas-secret.html' title='JULIANA&apos;S SECRET'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SE6mfjauFrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/S6lW5LYuCwY/s72-c/collage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-1072951053568056705</id><published>2008-06-10T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T12:55:46.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU, MOO MOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SE4JUdCWkxI/AAAAAAAAAB0/KByPbtISFZQ/s1600-h/Image0001.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SE4JUdCWkxI/AAAAAAAAAB0/KByPbtISFZQ/s320/Image0001.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo above, was totally 100% snapped by moomoo.&lt;br /&gt;He's not very good eya? =) haha.&lt;br /&gt;But I love him, A LOT A LOT A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;Friday was a day to be remembered and Saturday was a day to be cherished.&lt;br /&gt;Moomoo and I went to PP(our usual spot).&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to get a 1litre water bottle which is = 1000ml. MOOMOO!i'm intelligent okay!&lt;br /&gt;Well I( the girl who have eyes for the beautiful things) spotted a cute snowman water bottle and convienced my love to buy it! &lt;br /&gt;HE DID YAWWW!and he love it okay!&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was loving and so was ICE CREAM-eating =)&lt;br /&gt;And the rest was to be sealed with a kiss and our very own picture memories!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-1072951053568056705?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/1072951053568056705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=1072951053568056705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1072951053568056705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1072951053568056705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-love-you-moo-moo.html' title='I LOVE YOU, MOO MOO'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SE4JUdCWkxI/AAAAAAAAAB0/KByPbtISFZQ/s72-c/Image0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-3397405742718574384</id><published>2008-06-10T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T12:48:30.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RP RUGBY WHOOSH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SE4HnX51fZI/AAAAAAAAABs/fZM0a_GzuIY/s1600-h/collage3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SE4HnX51fZI/AAAAAAAAABs/fZM0a_GzuIY/s320/collage3.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days rugby-day camp, tremendous!tremendous!tremendous! fun I must say.&lt;br /&gt;In addition, the near banned of rugby training because of a very funny "shampooing saga" by the pool side.&lt;br /&gt;all I could say is, "RP RUGBY WHOOSH!"&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-3397405742718574384?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/3397405742718574384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=3397405742718574384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/3397405742718574384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/3397405742718574384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/06/rp-rugby-whoosh.html' title='RP RUGBY WHOOSH!'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SE4HnX51fZI/AAAAAAAAABs/fZM0a_GzuIY/s72-c/collage3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-2900590603230185842</id><published>2008-06-10T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T12:42:56.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FunDay with RP ruggers @Mosi Cafe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SE4GT0J_Z2I/AAAAAAAAABk/tvTMURZGtg4/s1600-h/collage1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SE4GT0J_Z2I/AAAAAAAAABk/tvTMURZGtg4/s320/collage1.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress-Up day after training, which I love love love!&lt;br /&gt;Too much details to include, was too fun.&lt;br /&gt;Have more cute ones but is with NATALIE XU!&lt;br /&gt;So indulge on the photos above! =)&lt;br /&gt;Love, jules.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-2900590603230185842?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/2900590603230185842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=2900590603230185842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/2900590603230185842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/2900590603230185842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/06/funday-with-rp-ruggers-mosi-cafe.html' title='FunDay with RP ruggers @Mosi Cafe'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bTUuCgz04NE/SE4GT0J_Z2I/AAAAAAAAABk/tvTMURZGtg4/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-135718519613508574</id><published>2008-06-01T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T20:19:05.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laughters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional baggage'/><title type='text'>HAPPY HOLIDAYS</title><content type='html'>I'm finally back from SHL leadership camp =)&lt;br /&gt;It's fun knowing, Zul, Wan, Amirul, Mahathir, EngSen aka ABC(really meh?), Alvin, Sally, Jessica and Nabila!&lt;br /&gt;Team 4;Leonidas- Us had great fun together.&lt;br /&gt;Glad our paths crossed because I finally found my NEVER STOP MAKAN-ing BUDDIES!&lt;br /&gt;Second Day out of the 3 was ultimate bomb, CULTURAL EXPLORATION.&lt;br /&gt;Little India; Got my hand painted by Wan(much thanks, you're fantastic at drawing) &amp; eating Pulgova and Jelebi(ahaha, our immediate reactions after eating it was to be captured)&lt;br /&gt;Chinatown; The never ending quest of finding that irritatiNG station master at all the exits and drinking the YUCKS!herbal tea&lt;br /&gt;Arab Street; Fragrance indulgance. Great thing all of us love Wisdom;a perfume similiar to those of Hugo Boss and THE BRYANI EATING!super shoikkkk...&lt;br /&gt;Geylang Serai(well actully just Eunos); the friendly makcik and pakcik who gave us 'songkok' to signify a trademark of a leader(penghulu)&lt;br /&gt;Showtime; madness!madness!madness! we're just the life of the camp MOTHER FUNCTION!&lt;br /&gt;We got to eat pizza =) and yeap yeap eating cup noodle at 7-11.&lt;br /&gt;Must really thank Cyril for allowing me to use my handphone after lights our to call Fadhil.&lt;br /&gt;On the whole, the camp had put a smile on face even tears!&lt;br /&gt;Hope to meet the rest for lunch or dinner soon!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rugby was fun too but the sad part I have tournament oN the 15JUNE which is the start for midnight 7s tournament training for BLACK RFC.If i go,I will be training with the National Team; how fortunate am I?!=)&lt;br /&gt;School was sad all along because I had a heavy emotional baggage to carry nevertheless all As are still achieved=)&lt;br /&gt;Another sad + good news, sad part I can't attend my JC class outting but the good news is I have rugby camp on the 5th?! so you tell me how exactly should I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: SEXY AND THE CITY WAS THE BOMB! and I LOVE MUHAMAD FADHIL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-135718519613508574?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/135718519613508574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=135718519613508574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/135718519613508574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/135718519613508574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-holidays.html' title='HAPPY HOLIDAYS'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-252549991486586278</id><published>2008-05-12T18:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T18:43:18.914+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french kissing/movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BLACKS RFC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>Rugby; priceless</title><content type='html'>Evening readers!&lt;br /&gt;Today I took a day off from school because over the weekend I had much activites that I have participated and I am still very tired. &lt;br /&gt;And I wish to read up on m 6P for my UT, tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, U20 Contact Rugby Girls Carnival 2008 then after, went out with boyfriend and parents(same day but separate outings)&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Mother's day lunch @ Vivo's garuda indonesian restaurant and night, dinner with grandma and family @ somewhere in kembangan area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, MY VERY FIRST CONTACT RUGBY TOURNAMENT AND I PLAYED FOR BLACKS RFC =)&lt;br /&gt;Friday night met boyfriend around an hour plus for dinner. &lt;br /&gt;Slept late previous because hrmm did I throw a bitch fits on my bf? I guess so.&lt;br /&gt;Well, warm-up for tournament, some girl's boots just went up my thighs while I tackled her down, DO CHECK OUT my bruise if you happened to know me and see me.&lt;br /&gt;Lost all matches =)&lt;br /&gt;I am happy because I trained with my team for lesser than a month and we did just fine for a new comer in rugby =)&lt;br /&gt;Aishah, had a mild concoction during the match and was brought down to Tan Tock Seng Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Played first 7 for almost every single match as a srum-half =) &lt;br /&gt;I'M LOVING EVERY SECOND OF RUGBY.&lt;br /&gt;I have ugly legs now which my bf call it 'kurap'... please its far from it just abrasions almost everywhere due to contact rugby.&lt;br /&gt;Need to buy anti-scarring cream as told by Derelyn once.&lt;br /&gt;Ouh yes the senior team BLACKS RFC A got second! kudos to them!!!=)&lt;br /&gt;Rushed home, showered and ran down to meet my bf who apparently had waited around 10mins for me.&lt;br /&gt;Yio Chu Kang is far from Tampines please.&lt;br /&gt;Felt bad for making him wait.&lt;br /&gt;I whine a lot for not eating the whole day haha.&lt;br /&gt;We ate at Cavana, Ben &amp; jerry's, movie snacks, cereal bought from 711.&lt;br /&gt;Watched ayat-ayat cinta.&lt;br /&gt;My bf is the best. &lt;br /&gt;Now he knows how to shut me up, ahah. Just feed me with food!&lt;br /&gt;Below are some pics of the day. &lt;br /&gt;More to be received from Diana, Olivia and BLACKS itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v622/roxy_juli/?action=view&amp;current=Image0012.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/roxy_juli/Image0012.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jersey, there's white worn by the senior team. Both the BLACKS teams had to strip in the middle of YCKstadium to change our jerseys when there is clashes, haha.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v622/roxy_juli/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00842.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/roxy_juli/DSC00842.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v622/roxy_juli/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00846.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/roxy_juli/DSC00846.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aminah &amp; me, camwhoring in the toilet after the tournament =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, we surprised DADA on her 17th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;She got a 'booboo' on her wrist because we 'taupok' her in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v622/roxy_juli/?action=view&amp;current=RPruggersonDADAs17thbirthday.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/roxy_juli/RPruggersonDADAs17thbirthday.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouuhouhh, next training will be resumed after 2 weeks? or 1? and will be training with the National Team(Rugby)! ahha! BEST RIGHT?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-252549991486586278?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/252549991486586278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=252549991486586278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/252549991486586278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/252549991486586278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/05/rugby-priceless.html' title='Rugby; priceless'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-3333062789970021933</id><published>2008-05-01T21:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T21:45:52.110+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='he&apos;s in again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='is it her'/><title type='text'>Muhamad Fadhil is back in camp again!=(</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's lunch time was the bomb.&lt;br /&gt;Had much fun giggling with course mates, HOMMIES!=)&lt;br /&gt;Siva asked, "Juli, any attractive girl in you class?"&lt;br /&gt;Jules answered, " Ya. Me lah!"&lt;br /&gt;Haha. My hommies are darn cute can't wait for next year to go all cuckoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night, dinner/supper with baby.&lt;br /&gt;He came to pick me up again with his Daddy's car. =)&lt;br /&gt;Went practically everywhere to eat but it's packed, HELLO HOLIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Ended up at airport.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to eat at Swensens, well hello to long line of human beings!&lt;br /&gt;We ended up stranded at Mac'd instead.&lt;br /&gt;Chill at east coast's Mac'd.&lt;br /&gt;So silly from one Mac'd to another, S-I-L-L-Y!&lt;br /&gt;Met Ting, that's twice this week.&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw meeting the girls to eat and chat(GOSSIP!)haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and Dad went Batam.&lt;br /&gt;I'm home with my siblings.&lt;br /&gt;All of them seemed to have other agendas.&lt;br /&gt;R-I-G-H-T.&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend is back in camp again.&lt;br /&gt;And he's booking out tmrw late, not meeting him @ night.&lt;br /&gt;That's damn sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well, I have contact rugby training again on Saturday as per normal but the time change to 9am.&lt;br /&gt;Good, more time to spend with my boyfriend disturbing him and loving him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-3333062789970021933?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/3333062789970021933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=3333062789970021933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/3333062789970021933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/3333062789970021933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/05/muhamad-fadhil-is-back-in-camp-again.html' title='Muhamad Fadhil is back in camp again!=('/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-7530749320724820320</id><published>2008-04-27T13:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T14:14:24.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hooker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughed with baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food haven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late night'/><title type='text'>Hooker</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was an absolute bomb except for that time when I alighted from bus number 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night, met Dhilly =)&lt;br /&gt;Went out to eat prata and mee goreng somewhere near his place then went to East Coast Park to just laze around. Went home 3plus in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up early at around 8am to get ready for contact training.&lt;br /&gt;Quite hesitant at first because the girls are not going to be training anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Took cab down because I just simply need to stone one corner first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contact training was OMG so fun!&lt;br /&gt;We did the usual warm ups, ball handling, ball circling(similar to loops, BUT the ball is throw inwards), did this praticular drill where Coach Serena was the middle person and the three people on her left and right have to keep calling for different moves and pass the ball from left to right(damn tiring but fun!=).&lt;br /&gt;Met new friend, Tara.&lt;br /&gt;She's 14 and played for Club San Tose for touch rugby before.&lt;br /&gt;Her father is that ang moh who coaches SAjuniorboys' rugby.&lt;br /&gt;Got to play the full game, on 7.&lt;br /&gt;I got to play forward(hooker), damn shiok! when I got tackled,LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Made friends with Aminaf(rugger from SP) nice girl.&lt;br /&gt;The ITE girls came down again and some of the Black RFC players.&lt;br /&gt;This particular ITE girl is OMG so GIGANTOROUS! &lt;br /&gt;I found blood stained on my shirt and hand but for sure it wasn't mine.&lt;br /&gt;Someone got sat on the HEAD! dislocated arms.&lt;br /&gt;But overall was fun lah, duh...&lt;br /&gt;Next week! next week! Can't wait baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents picked me up at SAjuniorSCH after training and we went for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Met Baby almost immediately after I got home.&lt;br /&gt;Grandma came before just before I was about to go out with Baby.&lt;br /&gt;She forced me to take the banana fritters that she had bought.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my way down to meet baby saw his aunty.&lt;br /&gt;I was wearing shorts and sleeveless-tee somemore, despicable JULI!&lt;br /&gt;But I did salam her.&lt;br /&gt;We went new boots hunting BUT my freaking feet is apparently too small!argghh&lt;br /&gt;Went to parkway to eat BAN MIAN=)love it.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to East Coast's MCCAFE to chill and serve the net.&lt;br /&gt;Was fun la!=) LOVE HIM MISS HIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast@Swensens was the bomb, yummy=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-7530749320724820320?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/7530749320724820320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=7530749320724820320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/7530749320724820320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/7530749320724820320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/04/hooker.html' title='Hooker'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-1948266744981756415</id><published>2008-04-20T16:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T20:39:43.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everytime I see you falling, I get down on my knees and pray</title><content type='html'>Spent time with my baby for 2 days straight since last Friday=).&lt;br /&gt;My darling fetch me with car. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;He drives well. Unlike my Dad( I just have to put on seat belt everytime I'm the car!)&lt;br /&gt;Been with my baby since forever.&lt;br /&gt;After not meeting him for so long finally I met him on 080107 of last year on the train. &lt;br /&gt;That marked the day we started everything.&lt;br /&gt;He was there for me through one of the toughest moments in life when my mum fell ill.&lt;br /&gt;I was courting him for the longest time last year except he was not moved by it&lt;br /&gt;UNTIL! during the Eid period where I severe ties with him.&lt;br /&gt;In addition my handphone when kapuut!&lt;br /&gt;haha, I made it clear to him that I hated him.&lt;br /&gt;He tried to text me but too bad for him my phone just went cuckoo.&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the time when I refused to speak to him, every single day he waited for me to get online for him to say sorry.(argghh, madness, can cry thinking of it)&lt;br /&gt;I did forgive him but it took awhile,haha.&lt;br /&gt;He came back to me; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They say if you love something let it go &lt;br /&gt;If it comes back it's yours &lt;br /&gt;That's how you know &lt;br /&gt;It's for keeps, yeah, it's for sure &lt;br /&gt;And you're ready and willin' &lt;br /&gt;To give me more than &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that he's serving his NS I'm so lonely everytime.&lt;br /&gt;I'm petty almost everytime, lol. Sorry darling, you know I have a lot of angry hormones right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v622/roxy_juli/?action=view&amp;current=Image024.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/roxy_juli/Image024.jpg" border="0" alt="baby&amp;amp;amp;me"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-1948266744981756415?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/1948266744981756415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=1948266744981756415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1948266744981756415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1948266744981756415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/04/everytime-i-see-you-falling-i-get-down.html' title='Everytime I see you falling, I get down on my knees and pray'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-7743119955970982347</id><published>2008-04-15T19:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T20:16:03.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='less of my boyfriend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contact rugby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good grades'/><title type='text'>I miss muhamad fadhil</title><content type='html'>Coach Sabrina's(CS) conversation with me(NJ);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CS: Sorry was busy just now. Yep pls come down for trainin tmr. 5pm at sports complex bring along trainers and boots.&lt;br /&gt;NJ: Okay so tomorrow there will be contact rug training at 5 the sports complex?&lt;br /&gt;CS: Yep. will have fitness first followed by training.going to have a chat with e team first at 5pm&lt;br /&gt;NJ: okay sure will drop by tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(After getting all excited and have packed training essentials)&lt;br /&gt;Later on that night;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CS: Hi Juliana sorry got e dates wrong. Can you join us next tuesday instead at 7pm?&lt;br /&gt;NJ: Do I still need to attend the IG thingy?&lt;br /&gt;CS: Nah no need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ezal gave me an A for enterprise skill haha!yesssah for contact rugby and good grades. Yesterday's module I got an A too! ahaha, superb source of motivation.&lt;br /&gt;arghh, my boyfriend is so busy in camp and he even have exam tmrw and starting from tmrw he have to attend religious talk. man, its getting hard each day. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-7743119955970982347?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/7743119955970982347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=7743119955970982347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/7743119955970982347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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rugby'/><title type='text'>good things happened</title><content type='html'>I'm super elated.&lt;br /&gt;Got A for last friday's module on basic science, the rest B's except for enterprise, result not out, Mrs Ezal where is my grade?&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be starting contact training with the RP girls.&lt;br /&gt;Arghh, fitness OMG it has been like forever since I last did PT. &lt;br /&gt;Positive mindset is all I need now.&lt;br /&gt;Of course much thanks should be said to Coach Serena =)&lt;br /&gt;I miss my boyfriend already!arghh, roar.&lt;br /&gt;Night world, need sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-3684967343274215241?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/3684967343274215241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=3684967343274215241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/3684967343274215241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/3684967343274215241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-things-happened.html' title='good things happened'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-4044899112741122387</id><published>2008-04-13T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:43:25.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='darling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kak lynn 26th'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coach serena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contact rugby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='srjc'/><title type='text'>HAPPY 26TH BIRTHDAY KAK LYNN!</title><content type='html'>All Bs for this week's modules =)&lt;br /&gt;Had contact rugby training again, Coach Serena was such a sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;For yesterday's contact training I went alone because my ex-team mates which is the SRruggers had touch rugby camp so I attend training alone.&lt;br /&gt;Serena was like,"Ju, why you didn't go for camp?"&lt;br /&gt;Jules(me)," Urmm, I've changed school."&lt;br /&gt;She immediately took her shoe bag and sat beside me and ask about why I changed school.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she told me RP is also taking part in the contact rugby tournament that she's training me and the other girls for.&lt;br /&gt;She said she'll introduce me to Sabrina some RP contact rug coach when she goes for training later on.&lt;br /&gt;I was like "OHMYGOD, that's so fun"&lt;br /&gt;The conversation ended and training starts.&lt;br /&gt;Learnt how to work together with supporting player while being tackled by defender.&lt;br /&gt;Was taught proper method to secure the ball which is UNDER YOUR PITS!haha.&lt;br /&gt;Training was fun but only for a while because it was pouring darn heavily and there was lightning risk, ARGGHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anw, next week will have contact rugby training/friendly contact rug with ITE girls, would be whole lot of madness!&lt;br /&gt;Went home to eat, sleep and later on go out with LE BOYFRIEND!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway went to town to catch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;Took 579 city shopper bus!=)&lt;br /&gt;Saw MY DEAR! MS LAM YONG PENG! Ultimate cuteness! &lt;br /&gt;I miss her shouting GIRLS!&lt;br /&gt;She said I look cute, HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;Being THE MS LAM, she had to ask" Is that your boyfriend?" &lt;br /&gt;I blushed and said ya and told her I'll see her around someday=)&lt;br /&gt;Walked down to Cathay to watch movie there.&lt;br /&gt;The whole Orchard area was like SRJC hometown okay!&lt;br /&gt;Saw PY and her bf.&lt;br /&gt;Waved and grinned at her from left to right.&lt;br /&gt;Saw MR FASHION STATEMENT BOY(aka KINOKUNIYA'S OWNER SON!) and Joanna(we worked in Zara together) with 3 large HERMES bags pushing the bags to one another bickering who should carry it. &lt;br /&gt;Watched definitely, maybe ate dinner(supper) took train down to bedok.&lt;br /&gt;From there, hail a cab and off we went to East coast road to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;Went home around 5? Le boyfriend slept inside the cab!&lt;br /&gt;He did send me till I walked in the home safely. &lt;br /&gt;Kak lynn is graduating soon!&lt;br /&gt;She collected her grad gown OMG, so cool. &lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy that she's finally getting a degree after such hardship the family went thru.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend back in camp, again. &lt;br /&gt;Miss him already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v622/roxy_juli/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0558.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/roxy_juli/IMG_0558.jpg" border="0" alt="baby&amp;amp;amp;hisfavesis"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much thanks to Coach Serena Yeoh, for informing Sabrina and giving her phone number to me so that I can start training with RP girls and said I could contact her for help=) THE BEST MAN! may god bless her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-4044899112741122387?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/4044899112741122387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=4044899112741122387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/4044899112741122387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/4044899112741122387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-26th-birthday-kak-lynn.html' title='HAPPY 26TH BIRTHDAY KAK LYNN!'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-2325540524063350168</id><published>2008-04-06T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T17:27:38.118+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in pain'/><title type='text'>Contact Rugby&amp;boyfriend love</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had doubled dose of fun!(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning, I had contact rugby training which was OMG fun fun fun!&lt;br /&gt;I woke up damn early but spent my time curling on the bed messaging.&lt;br /&gt;Was too stressed with the messages that I ended up thinking and showering late.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Dad send me to Potong Pasir MRT and met up with the girls there.&lt;br /&gt;We trained at SaintAndrew's new rugby field, which was superb.&lt;br /&gt;I trained with of course ruggers; my ex-team mates from SRJC, some familiar JC2 girls from SAJC and there are some JC1 ruggers, RJC ruggers as well as SP girls.&lt;br /&gt;Warmed up by running half a round around the rugby field twice. &lt;br /&gt;Then we did slapping of thighs! I partner up with Cheryl =) I admit I was largely intimidated by her since last year, lol. But she's a cool rugger she play very well.&lt;br /&gt;We kept laughing while slapping each other's thighs. Then after we learnt how to bring each other down to the ground and try to resist when someone try pushing me off the ground. Then later on during the training session, Serena's hubby, Gene took on the coaching. a) learned how to break the fall by spreading the impact of fall(fell side ways) b) fall forward simulatating somersault action c) learnt how to tackle, curl, get the ball asap!d)played modified rugby d)played rugby.&lt;br /&gt;It was cool also because they like put water in empthy water bottles and let us drink. Oh ya, competition will on 10th may.Looking forward to next training!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outting with boyfriend was as always fun fun fun! Love him a lot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-2325540524063350168?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/2325540524063350168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=2325540524063350168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/2325540524063350168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/2325540524063350168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/04/contact-rugby-love.html' title='Contact Rugby&amp;boyfriend love'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-6027902161483256945</id><published>2008-04-02T19:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T20:08:31.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='early'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='srjc'/><title type='text'>I'm now a student of Republic Polytechnic; goodbye SRJC</title><content type='html'>Here's the orignal plan for today;&lt;br /&gt;-Wake up 630am according to my superfast watch's timing. Exact time 615am.&lt;br /&gt;-Went out at 7am SHARP.&lt;br /&gt;-Board the bus and reached the bus stop where there is bus service number 168 around 710am, ya roughly around that timing.&lt;br /&gt;-168 arrived at 716am&lt;br /&gt;GET THIS I REACHED WOODLANDS AT 7.57am =) An hour early,haha. &lt;br /&gt;The thing is I thought alright the bus will reach around 830am, I will have 30mins grace henceforth with that I can stroll slowly to school. Well, I thought wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily,I have friends. It's funny how it seemed like we have 1H(2002)Dunman Sec Reunion, lol! We like took a year of break then back to school again,haha. Well actually it's more like I flunked my promos while in SRJC and would like to restart my whole life by following closely to those things I am interested in. Ouh, let's hope it's a good year for me =) I MISS SRJC,my alma mater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum up the day, well my classmates basically does not speak English as often as I would expect them to be. That worries me like crazy. Some I would say have no etiquette and is very rude in the way they speak their minds. Freedom of speech were practised widely such that no one's feelings in taken into consideration. Of course, I'm not saying that being 19 my mind is fully matured but I do feel I think with a certain sophistication and that some of them just do not have enough meaningful substance in their brains to hold at least a useful conversation. Frustrating! I'm beginning to appreciate Li Yun, Daniel, Rania &amp; Peter my all-time favourite PW group back in SRJC. Then again it's only one day, judging people just by one day is totally an unfair act on my part. Alright then, will see how the characters of my current classmates develops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And much thanks to those who texted me this morning throughout my morning wait at the interchange,lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-6027902161483256945?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/6027902161483256945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=6027902161483256945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/6027902161483256945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/6027902161483256945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-now-student-of-republic-polytechnic.html' title='I&apos;m now a student of Republic Polytechnic; goodbye SRJC'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-1543572318663599017</id><published>2008-03-30T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T22:03:45.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='was once'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my boyfriend'/><title type='text'>The bucket list</title><content type='html'>Background Knowledge:&lt;br /&gt;K met J when J was 14 and K was 15. Their first meeting was during a school carnival. J didn't talk to K so does K, he didn't talk to J. However, weeks after the carnival, K added J online on MSN messenger. That's where the love story of J and F starts to build up. In year 2003,J starts dating K and got to know K's best buddy, F. J and F then became friends. After the fall out of K &amp; J, F still remains as J's friend. J and F are always very "talkactive" online or over the phone. They never really started things off until last year, 080107 =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,Saturday is always Boyfriend-Dayout.&lt;br /&gt;Was walking with Fadhil at the interchange. We were on our way to send Abang's uniform for dry clean then after that movie. I didn't have a good start with Fadhil when he came to pick me up at my place.He's mistake was pardon. While walking and talking, HAHAHA. We met Khairil Asyraf,lol old flame&amp;boyfriend's best friend in sec sch. Get this, boyfriend and I felt the awkward aura when 3 of us stop to catch up, LOL!After we caught up, then boyfriend and I walked towards Tampines Mall. We laughed and kept giving this "OHMYGOD" look. Interesting =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-1543572318663599017?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/1543572318663599017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=1543572318663599017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1543572318663599017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1543572318663599017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/03/bucket-list.html' title='The bucket list'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-4205072926119481348</id><published>2008-03-28T18:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T18:50:18.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fadhil is back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contact rugby'/><title type='text'>you're the answer to my prayers from up above</title><content type='html'>The text message that came in this morning made me truly excited.&lt;br /&gt;Contact rugby training @ st andrews junior sch starting from next week, HURRAY!=)&lt;br /&gt;will be training with my ex-team mates again, haha.&lt;br /&gt;My love is coming home today.&lt;br /&gt;all the more i should be elated. =)&lt;br /&gt;Last night on the wedding affair, the song that I let him hear; From This Moment On by Shania Twain was sung by Hady Mirza.&lt;br /&gt;That meant something right? &lt;br /&gt;I let him hear last thursday then it was played a week later.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the reminisce of last Thursday's conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i want you!&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;when we get married, we should play the song , FROM THIS MOMENT&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;the singer?&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;SHANIA TWAIN&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;send it to me&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;its on the main accnt brb then because i wanna listen to it too&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;hurry&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;hello&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) sends:&lt;br /&gt;-sending song-&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;ok thanks&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;a simple affair right?&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;right yea&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;have u kissed the last sister&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;Transfer of "shania twain backstreet boys - from this moment.mp3" is complete.&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;kiss juli not yet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To end this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;every single day, every time i pray,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be missing you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-4205072926119481348?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/4205072926119481348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=4205072926119481348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/4205072926119481348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/4205072926119481348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/03/youre-answer-to-my-prayers-from-up.html' title='you&apos;re the answer to my prayers from up above'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-6210628794244287009</id><published>2008-03-27T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T01:51:31.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a list that goes on'/><title type='text'>THINGS I HAVE NOT DONE LATELY</title><content type='html'>1)meet up with islin, poon &amp; ting&lt;br /&gt;2)threading/waxing (prices went up;HELLO KAKIS?)&lt;br /&gt;3)sit for an exam( last was A-level papers)&lt;br /&gt;4)play touch rugby; OHGODI'MDYINGINSIDE W/O IT!&lt;br /&gt;5)tanning;OHMYGOD! i love basking under the sunny island's sky=)&lt;br /&gt;6)buy a new bikini; 3 sets are NEVER ENOUGH&lt;br /&gt;7)saving money; i have not done it yet&lt;br /&gt;8)on board for a holiday;nyahaha!i will save $$$ and plan for June hols&lt;br /&gt;9)wash the fan,lol!hahaa i sleep with just sports bra lately and its still hot!&lt;br /&gt;10)bitch about people; wah love it when i never bitch. like a detox: OHM!&lt;br /&gt;11)disturb Rachel Ng and hear jokes from Theresa&lt;br /&gt;12)cook/bake; i wanna cook pasta for me&amp;my sister&lt;br /&gt;13)swim with jiajia and do stupid handstand,lol. those were the times&lt;br /&gt;14)catch movie with my sayang &amp; twatao aka brother&lt;br /&gt;15)catch up with MOHD KHAIRI BIN OMAR AKA KAE-KO; the silly best friend&lt;br /&gt;16)SUFFICIENT SLEEP&lt;br /&gt;pause, need sleep so does the new laptop.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa, MY i mean it MY LAPTOP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-6210628794244287009?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/6210628794244287009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=6210628794244287009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/6210628794244287009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/6210628794244287009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/03/things-i-have-not-done-lately.html' title='THINGS I HAVE NOT DONE LATELY'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-4997152437675528018</id><published>2008-03-25T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T18:37:16.176+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walk home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teary eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bus ride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running away'/><title type='text'>Our love</title><content type='html'>Last saturday, pure bliss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-4997152437675528018?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/4997152437675528018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=4997152437675528018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/4997152437675528018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/4997152437675528018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/03/our-love.html' title='Our love'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-1426472400854648016</id><published>2008-03-20T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T23:30:22.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my baby is back'/><title type='text'>VIEWERS DISCRETION; the louvy douvy talk</title><content type='html'>memories says:&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;wait for me ok&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i isyak first&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;okay then&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;ok sayang&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;im done&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;okay great&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;juli why do you sound so irritated&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;eh i was smiling the whole of last night&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;do you know that?&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;cant stop thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;because u nvr say tt u love me!tts why&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;smile whole of last night. siao, nvr sleep meh&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;but you know that i love you right&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;sleep la&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;i know, but sometimes a girl(ME to be EXACT) need assurance&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;like most of the time&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i love you always&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i want you&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i want to marry you&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i want you to be my wife&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i love you juli.&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;im serious&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;okay i know, now i love u more&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;its just that im not romantic&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;but i love you with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;its just that im not romantic?tt meant for me&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;because i made tt statement kan?&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;you told m im not&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;ahha&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;hiya but u cried for me, tt touched my heart deeply&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;how did you guess??&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;was it because of my voice&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;yes fadhil&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;i love u for tt&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;ala dah tak macho la&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;tts sweet&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;very touchy touchy&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt hold it back&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;i love it&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;i love guy tt way&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;it goes to show that u really have this thing for me&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;im glad to have met you&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;YA better be, haha!&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;im lucky to have you by my side&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;ouhh&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;tts sweet&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to meet you&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;maybe tmr night and sat ok&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i want to put your small hand on mine&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;YEA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i want to wipe my sweat on you&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i want to hug you!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i want you!&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;when we get married, we should play the song , FROM THIS MOMENT&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;the singer?&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;SHANIA TWAIN&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;send it to me&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;its on the main accnt brb then because i wanna listen to it too&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;hurry&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;hello&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) sends:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;ok thanks&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;a simple affair right?&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;right yea&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;have u kissed the last sister&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Transfer of "shania twain backstreet boys - from this moment.mp3" is complete.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;kiss juli not yet&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;oh did i ask?haha&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;can i?&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;u better&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;i wanna ask u&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;what?&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;like u see, if u masuk balik u also cannot contact me as often right?&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;every night can&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;but not long on the phone&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;hiya just ask for my personal interest&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;so make sure you take advantage of me when im with you ok&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;you must take advantage of me&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;hiya so not fun NS&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;every guy has to go through&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;maybe it will make me better&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;but i already know one thing&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;OR it might change u for the WORST&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;that it hurts to be away from you and i realized how much you are to me&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;ahh so sweet&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i know you are afraid i might change &lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;dont worry&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;u kidding me? VERY afraid&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i wont&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;okay get this&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;lik i understand&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;^e&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;we in this louvy douvy mood&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;so yea, u might change who knows&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;people change, change is constant&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i wont&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;read&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll change for the better&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;for you, did u even notice tt?&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;juli..&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;yea?&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;have u read it quick&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to lose you&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;somemore for u&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;read the 9th of september&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;which one??&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you tremendously.&lt;br /&gt;It's unfortunate that I don't have more than 24hours in a day because I would sure spend my extra time with you.&lt;br /&gt;Well i just hope, someday somehow God will give me the opportunity to spend time with you, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love is to receive a glimpse of heaven. -Karen Sunde&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;this part&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;can i cry?&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;go ahead&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;and u know for those times u listen to me when my mum got sick&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, January 28, 2007&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot Fadhil...&lt;br /&gt;I've forgiven someone but her attitude is atrocious.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even begin to describe. Who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well 911!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so stressed out!&lt;br /&gt;Really, only god knows.&lt;br /&gt;But I must thank Fadhil for understanding me and listen to my whining and complain.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully God reward him fairly.&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;the thanking still apply till today, esp, for being very patient at my sucky attitude&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i'll try my best to be there for you sayang&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;remember i told u we met on the 8th of jan last year on the train&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;Monday, January 08, 2007&lt;br /&gt;Various Reasons&lt;br /&gt;In many different ways, my personality gives people a shock.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don't understand why some people have damn narrow minded mind.&lt;br /&gt;And I could care less because I have found a "kaki" in my class who would look at guys, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Sadat and that handsome indian PU1 guy are my current victims, lol!&lt;br /&gt;They are drop dead!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so annoyed with some of the S102 stu&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;I'm so annoyed with some of the S102 students, they don't know how to keep quiet at the correct time.&lt;br /&gt;But lessons were BLEARGH!&lt;br /&gt;But! Going to school was nice lah..&lt;br /&gt;I met Miss Fadilah&amp;Hubby and fadhil! He is so drop dead.&lt;br /&gt;He has this god's gift lips.&lt;br /&gt;More reasons to go to school!HAHA! &lt;br /&gt;I miss delicious pizza...=(&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;and fadhil! He is so drop dead.&lt;br /&gt;He has this god's gift lips.&lt;br /&gt;More reasons to go to school!HAHA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;read tt part!&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;i find it so funny&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaa&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;weird!more like it weird&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;god's gift lips&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA yea tts why&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;told u i admire ur lips&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;that means i can kiss you often&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;haha lol&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;take that as a yes&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;memories winks:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Play "Kiss"&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;tts not ur lips&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;looks like a girl's lips&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;once i collect enough&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;marry me asap ok&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah propose to me&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i will&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;dont laugh&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;im serious&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;im shy lah&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;tts why i laughed&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;you are a nice girl&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;i dont think so, do u think i get angry easily?because it think its a YES,even for me&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;yea!tt sucks&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i love you the way you are&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;dont try to change&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;so tt means if im allowed to be angry?&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;i mean u got to cool me off okay&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;stm not intentional&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;just say nice things, U MUST MEAN IT, i'll cool down&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;ok love&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;ahah&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i want to hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;our goal&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;IS&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i want you&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;to take a very nice, cuddly photo together, so i wanna frame it up!&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;we should&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;juli...&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i know its to early to say this but im saying it anyway&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;is it going to be sad&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i want to build a family with you.&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;damn i must capture this moment haah&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;i shall blog our convo&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;specially highlight on tt&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;oh yea my response, thank you. would love and be glad to do the same&lt;br /&gt;memories says:&lt;br /&gt;i love you!&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;i love you too&lt;br /&gt;rugby: defend with heart; Coach Derelyn =) says:&lt;br /&gt;im smiling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-1426472400854648016?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/1426472400854648016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=1426472400854648016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1426472400854648016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1426472400854648016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/03/viewers-discretion-louvy-douvy-talk.html' title='VIEWERS DISCRETION; the louvy douvy talk'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-5681765532875210880</id><published>2008-03-14T10:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T10:11:26.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dhilly'/><title type='text'>Dhilly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Anberlin&lt;br /&gt;Inevitable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember when we were just kids&lt;br /&gt;And cardboard boxes took us miles from what we would miss&lt;br /&gt;Schoolyard conversations taken to heart&lt;br /&gt;And laughter took the place of everything we knew we were not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna break every clock&lt;br /&gt;The hands of time could never move again&lt;br /&gt;We could stay in this moment (stay in this moment)&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Is it over now hey, is it over now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be your last, first kiss&lt;br /&gt;That you'll ever have&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be your last, first kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing how life turns out the way that it does&lt;br /&gt;We end up hurting the worst, the only ones we really love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna break every clock&lt;br /&gt;The hands of time could never move again&lt;br /&gt;We could stay in this moment (stay in this moment)&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Is it over now hey, is it over now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be your last, first kiss&lt;br /&gt;That you'll ever have&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be your last, first kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it over now hey, is it over now&lt;br /&gt;Is it over how hey, it's not over now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be your last, first kiss&lt;br /&gt;That you'll ever have (that you'll ever have)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be your last, first love (that you'll ever have)&lt;br /&gt;Till you're lying here beside me with arms and eyes open wide&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be your last, first kiss for all time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-5681765532875210880?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/5681765532875210880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=5681765532875210880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/5681765532875210880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/5681765532875210880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/03/dhilly.html' title='Dhilly'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-5539936343330351882</id><published>2008-03-12T11:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T11:38:01.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RUGBY AND DHILLY IS MY LOVE'/><title type='text'>THE LOVE OF MY LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;, yet again SRJC ruggers clinched the third place for ISSAC tournament.&lt;br /&gt;Always the third I realised among the colleges in Singapore, cool dude!&lt;br /&gt;From the very first time I played touch, my very first tournament, M1 school series.&lt;br /&gt;Got 2nd-runners up, thanks to Carolyn, she led the team pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;This year's major tournaments(up to date); RSN, LFS &amp; ISSAC, SRJC ruggers got third =)&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I was part of the school team.&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, last Saturday, was my last tournament =(&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I met those girls on my team, they're the best. &lt;br /&gt;Always so passionate about touch.&lt;br /&gt;The team has come so far from being the bottom few and now top 3 of all the colleges, damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Serena(ex-coach); for building the stamina. Derelyn(current coach); for being such a kick ass coach!She's the bomb! and last but not least MR RAYMOND ANDREW; for being the coolest teacher EVER! And the SRruggers; THE BEST DEFENDERS ever! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v622/roxy_juli/?action=view&amp;current=8Mar2008074.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/roxy_juli/8Mar2008074.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;, was supposed to run in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my sister,dada, she backed out and the run didn't take place at all.&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast was fun!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;, too busy in the morning getting all anxious and sitting by the phone all the time and plus it rained, badly!(didn't run)&lt;br /&gt;Went out with bro for his new uniform fitting.&lt;br /&gt;FYI, SQ stewards' are changing their uniform, soon(Mid June to be exact!)&lt;br /&gt;Bought a Canterbury shorts!=) I feel like a true rugger now, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Brother bought me an Adidas original shoes which is pretty&amp;cool=)&lt;br /&gt;In the taxi on the way home, I asked my bro "Bro when do they start to "tekan" the new recruits?"&lt;br /&gt;His reply was, "tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;Adding on, "Wah, so concern about the love of your life."&lt;br /&gt;No reply there from me.&lt;br /&gt;Got home and went out again to chill with the family at Coffee Beans@East Coast, laughed a hell lot!&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, Father past by the usual place whereby we always walked.&lt;br /&gt;I just turn away. I can't believe it's super tough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;, watched rugby 6 nations. Practically jumping off the roof! Mum and Dad went off for another holiday in Padang, Indonesia up till next Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-5539936343330351882?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/5539936343330351882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=5539936343330351882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/5539936343330351882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/5539936343330351882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/03/love-of-my-life.html' title='THE LOVE OF MY LIFE'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-5694898798190612073</id><published>2008-03-02T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T19:17:01.628+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life goes on'/><title type='text'>Leap of Love; Dr Catherine Lim</title><content type='html'>I have such a cool watch =) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ILYAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-5694898798190612073?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/5694898798190612073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=5694898798190612073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/5694898798190612073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/5694898798190612073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/03/leap-of-love-dr-catherine-lim.html' title='Leap of Love; Dr Catherine Lim'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-3774545605200131670</id><published>2008-02-29T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T21:14:55.273+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool abrasion'/><title type='text'>SATISFACTION GUARANTEED</title><content type='html'>I don't get the world, esp. the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;Their words are demeaning and hurtful which could result in befalling of my personality, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Damn I'm serious here, really though I find my last sentence seriously hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;So not me.&lt;br /&gt;Must be Mr Ang who complained to MRSMYHORMONESAREMADNESSBECAUSEI'MPREGNANT saying some of the students are defying rules and deliberately forget to bring their Econs notes.&lt;br /&gt;GPF!&lt;br /&gt;I had no lessons at all.&lt;br /&gt;Okay another rumour, result coming out next week.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like shit. &lt;br /&gt;My Malay and PW so sucky, at least a C will send me jumping off the roof of the hall.&lt;br /&gt;A week left and I've signed for contact rugby =) woots.&lt;br /&gt;I just opened my wound just now when scoring the best try, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;The blood came streaming down my shin, everyone was like ouch oo ee.&lt;br /&gt;Satisfaction guaranteed.&lt;br /&gt;Unlucky day for some. Calvin or is it Kelvin, drama but pity him. &lt;br /&gt;Skipping H2MATHS when JC2 common test is just NEXT WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;XW,lol, DC.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo I LOVE RUGBY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-3774545605200131670?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/3774545605200131670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=3774545605200131670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/3774545605200131670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/3774545605200131670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/02/satisfaction-guaranteed.html' title='SATISFACTION GUARANTEED'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-5621480567121455531</id><published>2008-02-28T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T20:05:21.010+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachel and kyna is love'/><title type='text'>XW</title><content type='html'>Today was not a good day for me at all.&lt;br /&gt;1. I was taken aback by the 'joking' message which sounded more real than ever.&lt;br /&gt;2. Bickering with Mr ASS-HOLE Ang for picking on me for not bringing my Econs lecture notes; for GOD'S SAKE I FREAKING PASSED MY ECONOMICS!&lt;br /&gt;3. Not knowingly ending a conversation which was not finished.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-5621480567121455531?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/5621480567121455531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=5621480567121455531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/5621480567121455531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/5621480567121455531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/02/xw.html' title='XW'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-3056045078768192379</id><published>2008-02-22T21:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T18:36:56.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RUGBY AND DHILLY IS MY LOVE'/><title type='text'>JLF or FLJ</title><content type='html'>Last Wednesday's training was the ultimate bomb for me.&lt;br /&gt;If only Derelyn was there to watch me dive.&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, you see, touch requires a lot of patient.&lt;br /&gt;On some previous trainings, Derelyn told the team that they should try at least to do something drastic after the 5th touch.&lt;br /&gt;So on the 5th touch, I called for a fake the pass towards Ashley and I drew Siao Ting in and I dive in to score!&lt;br /&gt;And therefore abrasion on my knee could be visibly seen =) + the thumbs up from my team mates.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I will be missing them la.&lt;br /&gt;Just now was fun =) Derelyn said I have good ball handling skills.&lt;br /&gt;Netball, did help.&lt;br /&gt;This week was the best la.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, got medal from LFS international touch tournament where SRJC won plates and that we beat out UWC(the best touch team in SEA) and my posting of course, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my love, twice for this week. He's my addiction.&lt;br /&gt;When he serve the Nation i'll be the most lonely person ever.&lt;br /&gt;He actually survived me for a year, lol. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, good news time! I CAN PLAY CONTACT RUGBY(not for school; open team)!but first I need to get permission from my parents because of some injuries issue.&lt;br /&gt;Must psycho Mum until she said YES MANJE! &lt;br /&gt;I know Dad would agree though =)&lt;br /&gt;I ran 10km non-stop,I can run marathon by my 21st. SO EXCITING!&lt;br /&gt;Now, I shall whisk off and yea think of something to do before...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-3056045078768192379?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/3056045078768192379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=3056045078768192379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/3056045078768192379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/3056045078768192379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/02/jlf-or-flj.html' title='JLF or FLJ'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-6158029612828564785</id><published>2008-02-17T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T18:42:10.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my dad.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aunt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><title type='text'>B.F.W.A.</title><content type='html'>Why is everyone stepping on my toes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-6158029612828564785?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/6158029612828564785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=6158029612828564785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/6158029612828564785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/6158029612828564785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/02/bfwa.html' title='B.F.W.A.'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-2515193262651509634</id><published>2008-02-17T11:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T12:04:32.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused</title><content type='html'>I'm so preoccupied with the things around me like how the JC1s(pae batch) can score very well for their O-level, taking part in so many touch tournaments and making SRJC a powerhouse( WE'RE THERE!)and dealing with the stupid eczema,&lt;br /&gt;that I didn't realize that A-level results are soon going to be released!&lt;br /&gt;My life is going to change, really after this coming Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;TOP 5% please, please, please!&lt;br /&gt;After that NTU NIE! I'm here i'm here!&lt;br /&gt;Actually, no, I'm planning to go to University of Tasmania OR University of Western Australia.&lt;br /&gt;OMG!i want to play in JC touch league!CRAP CRAP CRAP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-2515193262651509634?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/2515193262651509634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=2515193262651509634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/2515193262651509634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/2515193262651509634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/02/confused.html' title='Confused'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-6229715166279889348</id><published>2008-02-11T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T22:40:30.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NEWSFLASH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eczema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HAVE IT.'/><title type='text'>WHY ah, crap?</title><content type='html'>Oh alright, just shoot me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-6229715166279889348?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/6229715166279889348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=6229715166279889348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/6229715166279889348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/6229715166279889348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-ah-crap.html' title='WHY ah, crap?'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-1930276165226394321</id><published>2008-01-26T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T20:51:24.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='third is a win'/><title type='text'>Republic of Singapore Navy Rugby Schools' Invitation 2008</title><content type='html'>SRJC WON THE THIRD PLACING?! SRJC, yes my school SERANGOON JUNIOR COLLEGE.&lt;br /&gt;SRJC has won the RSN rugby schools' invitation 2008 by emerging the third among the Junior Colleges island wide, =)&lt;br /&gt;Hands down to Derelyn for coming in and taught us A LOT and I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;Saw ex-coach, Singapore national women's rugby captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SRJC were in pool A with RJC, SAJC, NJC AND JJC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st game was against RJC: Brigette my team captain opens the score for the SR's first match. Damn ego boosting =) It was then followed by RJC's try. We held our defence line till the last minute just before whistle was blown. Score 2-1. Almost beat down the power house but we lost by a mere 1 point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd game was against SAJC: Had train with the girls before. Frankly speaking I'm intimidated by their sizes and their solid rucks, kudos to them. Well, we managed to tear them apart by scoring 1-0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd game was against JJC: A walk-over. So SRJC won! Their coach is so like Derelyn. The two of them shouts very well. And they're friendly too just like NYP ruggers =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th game was against NJC: A sudden death match, Jia Yu scored the first try well yada yada yada. Deep down in my heart SRJC had won but yada yada yada NJC won this match. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The semi final was against MI(super loser team who can't accept aggressiveness): We beat them 2-0. But I just have to add they have like this Indian girl who is fast and   always try side stepping us but just didn't work on us =)But hats off to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall: NJC 1st, RJC 2nd and SRJC 3rd =) &lt;br /&gt;What a gigantic leap of road towards excellency &amp; I love my team mates, my coach Derelyn and lastly my teachers Mr Raymond Andrew &amp; Ms Lam. It's they who made SRJC touch ruggers who we are today.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-1930276165226394321?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/1930276165226394321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=1930276165226394321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1930276165226394321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/1930276165226394321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/01/republic-of-singapore-navy-rugby.html' title='Republic of Singapore Navy Rugby Schools&apos; Invitation 2008'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-5945125479154609451</id><published>2008-01-25T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T21:14:39.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rugby is love'/><title type='text'>Surprise</title><content type='html'>The previous post; Another life's worse should be ignored for I'm playing for tomorrow's RSN rugby!=)&lt;br /&gt;Derelyn's was damn nice/super darling just now.&lt;br /&gt;She told the first 12, our strengths.&lt;br /&gt;She said, she won't tell the RJC touch ruggers our weaknesses and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;How nice of her?&lt;br /&gt;She was a great motivator just now=)&lt;br /&gt;Though she punished me and gave me a good &lt;150 but definitely &gt;100 crunches to do for not dumping square on and I cried while doing it, boohoo, loser NOT!&lt;br /&gt;Just pressurize.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully tomorrow SRJC will rock the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib, I'm going to kill you for the soccer ball that you kicked that ALMOST hit my head!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-5945125479154609451?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/feeds/5945125479154609451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10168345&amp;postID=5945125479154609451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/5945125479154609451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10168345/posts/default/5945125479154609451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com/2008/01/surprise.html' title='Surprise'/><author><name>nurjuliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01359828693839958689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10168345.post-2716211013634728088</id><published>2008-01-13T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T10:27:49.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chemistry'/><title type='text'>WHY?</title><content type='html'>I have started studying chemistry.&lt;br /&gt; Can you believe it? Ultimate 'kiasu-ness'&lt;br /&gt;Well I've figured what I actually want to achieve before leaving.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just have to say one thing to that Nanyang Polytechnic lecturer again,&lt;br /&gt;ME &amp; ZHONG SHENG are from &lt;br /&gt;SERANGOON JUNIOR COLLEGE while striking an evil grin.&lt;br /&gt;My love life is totally getting out of hands.&lt;br /&gt;So the song explains it all.&lt;br /&gt;I'm shocked, my mum is using the word emo.&lt;br /&gt;She told everyone she picked up from me, ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;I love ylildh, still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fine frenzy, Almost lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fingertips across my skin&lt;br /&gt;The palm trees swaying in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Images&lt;br /&gt;You sang me Spanish lullabies&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest sadness in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Clever trick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never want to see you unhappy&lt;br /&gt;I thought you'd want the same for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my almost lover&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my hopeless dream&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to think about you&lt;br /&gt;Can't you just let me be?&lt;br /&gt;So long, my luckless romance&lt;br /&gt;My back is turned on you&lt;br /&gt;Should've known you'd bring me heartache&lt;br /&gt;Almost lovers always do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked along a crowded street&lt;br /&gt;You took my hand and danced with me&lt;br /&gt;Images&lt;br /&gt;And when you left, you kissed my lips&lt;br /&gt;You told me you would never, never forget&lt;br /&gt;These images&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'd never want to see you unhappy&lt;br /&gt;I thought you'd want the same for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my almost lover&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my hopeless dream&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to think about you&lt;br /&gt;Can't you just let me be?&lt;br /&gt;So long, my luckless romance&lt;br /&gt;My back is turned on you&lt;br /&gt;Should've known you'd bring me heartache&lt;br /&gt;Almost lovers always do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot go to the ocean&lt;br /&gt;I cannot drive the streets at night&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wake up in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Without you on my mind&lt;br /&gt;So you're gone and I'm haunted&lt;br /&gt;And I bet you are just fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I make it that&lt;br /&gt;Easy to walk right in and out&lt;br /&gt;Of my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my almost lover&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my hopeless dream&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to think about you&lt;br /&gt;Can't you just let me be?&lt;br /&gt;So long, my luckless romance&lt;br /&gt;My back is turned on you&lt;br /&gt;Should have known you'd bring me heartache&lt;br /&gt;Almost lovers always do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10168345-2716211013634728088?l=nurjulianaabdsamat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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