<?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-8792861808573676709</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:11:18.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl On Top</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlontop-farah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8792861808573676709/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlontop-farah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>FarahIdayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023342295469925409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6I6lBHALa9o/SSABhiFxy8I/AAAAAAAAACM/P159rEJE1ec/S220/DSC05308.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792861808573676709.post-1536647629744885976</id><published>2008-11-16T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:25:31.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mutant Bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Exactly , mutant bitch on the rise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Honestly , the only reason im writing this is because... what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Well , duh , im bored. I HATE BOREDOM. &lt;strong&gt;IM PERMANENTLY&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; bored&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;/strong&gt; aint that peachy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;So , yeah , im back.  *yawn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Fuck Meh.Com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry , that anti-twilight post i saw earlier got my brain a little.. retard, no , disfunctioning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8792861808573676709-1536647629744885976?l=girlontop-farah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlontop-farah.blogspot.com/feeds/1536647629744885976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8792861808573676709&amp;postID=1536647629744885976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8792861808573676709/posts/default/1536647629744885976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8792861808573676709/posts/default/1536647629744885976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlontop-farah.blogspot.com/2008/11/mutant-bitch.html' title='Mutant Bitch'/><author><name>FarahIdayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023342295469925409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6I6lBHALa9o/SSABhiFxy8I/AAAAAAAAACM/P159rEJE1ec/S220/DSC05308.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792861808573676709.post-8384819948675197627</id><published>2008-06-07T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T08:59:25.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Hell , Literally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOLY FUCKING HELL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; . If I could ever be &lt;strong&gt;melodramatic&lt;/strong&gt; , now is the perfect timing .The thought of Summer Splash wasn't so bad at first , and I WASN'T so goddamned keen on going anyways ( at first ) but after my beloved cousins and nieces decided to go , I decided " OH , what the heck , about time I had some&lt;em&gt; real&lt;/em&gt; fun " and oh yeah .. was it FUN.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;     Now that I DID go , you know what I think? Summer Splash officially STINKS. With a Capital &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;-S-&lt;/span&gt; . No kidding . If i knew just HOW many people , humans , that was going , not to mention the ammount of smokers sticking &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cancer sticks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; around was &lt;em&gt;WAY&lt;/em&gt; saturated , I wouldn't even consider spending one minute debating with myself to go , or not to go. Because honestly , being in a room filled with crazy over-hyped 5-year olds or even mentally challenged psychos ( that I could obviously relate to ) .. really wouldn't have been that bad . &lt;strong&gt;Seriously&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;   Well , it may have been my very own fault for not thinking the whole thing thoroughly , carefully , and ended up stuck , sandwiched in a pool of god-awful-humans-who-smelt-more-or-less-like-cat-poo traffic jam . Me included . But that wasn't the worst part .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WORST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; part of the whole thing , apart from the wonderful body odours that was casually wafting straight into my nostrils , was the &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;WAIT&lt;/span&gt;. We , me and my cousin , &lt;strong&gt;Atiqah&lt;/strong&gt; waited , while cursing all the way through, for about 2 hours. I swear , I thought that my leg was about to buckle off and leave me broken on the floor . But it didn't , and that was what that killed me . To be honest , its even a wonder , now that i think about it , how I could complain about assembly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;( prefects have to stand till it ends ) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;when it didn't take more than 20 minutes or so , unless Alainal -the headmistress- gets all fired up and starts lecturing us being in a cluster school compared to today , where we waited like a bunch of &lt;em&gt;idiots&lt;/em&gt; for 2 whole freaking hours.   Wow ,wasn't THAT just simply peachy. I would never , ever have enough excuses for myself to start a whim on assemblies ever again. Not after today , nuh-uh.That'll teach me a lesson , I hope . Wait , yeah . that should actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Oh , but the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;rewarrrrddddd.&lt;/span&gt; Humans , also includes jaw-dropping hotties. And I was sort of dangling between heaven and hell. I eventually made it to heaven once i got myself , Atiq , Syaz , her bf , and Nik outta hell - the human mop- .Man , that felt &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;AWEFUCKINGSOME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     After the little charade , we went straight into sunway pyramid , and I immediately felt 110% better . What with &lt;strong&gt;the aircond&lt;/strong&gt;... and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the aircond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;the food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. *sigh* simply heaven. We scouted around for drinks , cuz we were absolutely dehydrated. I slumped my way through the lesser crowded human tide , my legs chose that exact timing to drop out on me .&lt;em&gt;Oh , So painful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       It took us a few minutes and we settled in .. what was it again? ... that pretzel shop. My brain must've been scrubbed off its abilities to remember anything , because i can't remember it at all. Nope , doesnt ring a bell. In any case , pretzel shop . While i was drifting away into a so-called nap , &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;EeVon&lt;/span&gt; ,Millie and.. that other girl appeared . I was ecstatic , to see Ee Von anyways. I remember repeating her name over and over and over again till we met face to face. .. That sounded totally wrong . The moment i grabbed hold of her , i had this word-vomit disease and went through the whole fiasco . I didn't realize i was shouting until she calmed me down . That felt good though. Hehe.. stress relieved..&lt;br /&gt;      ... and &lt;strong&gt;hunger&lt;/strong&gt; was climbing its way up . What a day . We then made our way , slicing through the crowd in a hurry to KFC . When i saw the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; sign , my brain sorta played this happy-song , adorned with trumpets and opera background singers. I must've been grinning like an idiot that even the dude behind me noticed. He apparently ( according to Atiq ) addressed me as the " &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Budak Gigi Besi&lt;/span&gt; " (Brace face) ...ouch.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;      I ate happily , nonetheless. Alright , skipping through the rest of the boring parts , at around 7..45 , somewhere there , we waited at the main entrance for Atiq's uncle to come and pick us up . Somehow , sadly , Dian and her .. "friend" Dini appeared out of nowhere and Atiq jumped at the chance and left me rotting at the side. A wonder why I didn't join in , for a change. The normal me on normal days would have butted in on &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; private convo , sadly .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      But i didn't , and that left me with almost &lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt; to do . So , i tuned in my emo-side , and put on my "muka-sposen" . I looked like I was on drugs , and that was how i felt . Numb , everyone passing by like trains past me. My energy was completely drained and i was so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Unfortunately, My eyelids refused to compell with my wishes as it had found something , someone to lock onto . This guy is my "man in black " . Black shirt , Black pants .. the only thing that wasn't black or had some hint of the shade was his immaculate &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;white shoes&lt;/span&gt; and fair skin. ..and an incredibly good looking face. =D , of course. Oh well , me and my sick obsession. I wonder what &lt;em&gt;my &lt;/em&gt;husband will turn out looking like .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Summer Splash , what a memory . Never will be forgotten , But thanks to it , i got to spend some quality time with my dear cousin and niece. Family is something that can never change , and im thankful for that fact . We could be apart for months , but when we open our mouths , its like we just met yesterday . It felt &lt;strong&gt;Fabulous&lt;/strong&gt; , we &lt;em&gt;couldn't&lt;/em&gt; stop talking. Each overlapping what the other is saying, yet we understood what she meant to say in the first place. Its crazy but oh well , what more can I say .. My Family Rocks. AND I love them to bits and pieces.=3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     A shame Qila and Syaf wasn't there for the"reunion". Next time then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Fairy_&lt;br /&gt;11.37 pm&lt;br /&gt;7th June 2008                                                                                                     *Rise- Yoko Kanno*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8792861808573676709-8384819948675197627?l=girlontop-farah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlontop-farah.blogspot.com/feeds/8384819948675197627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8792861808573676709&amp;postID=8384819948675197627' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8792861808573676709/posts/default/8384819948675197627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8792861808573676709/posts/default/8384819948675197627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlontop-farah.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-hell-literally.html' title='Summer Hell , Literally.'/><author><name>FarahIdayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023342295469925409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6I6lBHALa9o/SSABhiFxy8I/AAAAAAAAACM/P159rEJE1ec/S220/DSC05308.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792861808573676709.post-5409302783738627791</id><published>2008-05-19T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:52:21.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben Barnes .. *sigh*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6I6lBHALa9o/SDGDtWfARXI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ooa6XBt-LRM/s1600-h/berprasan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202083859742606706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6I6lBHALa9o/SDGDtWfARXI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ooa6XBt-LRM/s320/berprasan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holla amigos~ Thats me up there. And that was what i wore going to The Gardens . Not putting aside the fact that that useless piece of clothing DID NOT provide me any heat when i froze in the cinema .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*grins from ear to ear*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooveeeeeeeee :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ Ben Barnes =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Freddie Highmore XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Skandar Keynes =3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't stand sexy guys , honestly. They're like an addiction. *exaggerated sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today i went to The Gardens , to watch Narnia , Prince Caspian , cuz we couldn't get any tickets in Onetama's GSC. There was me , Dan , Han , Arina , Liyana , Arina's mom and Jules . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man was it fun . Btw , did i mention that the popcorns in The Gardens are expensive , REALLY cut-throat expensive ? Well , now i have . The popcorn was freaking &lt;strong&gt;RM7&lt;/strong&gt;. SEVEN. GAAAAHHHHH!!!! Which asshole came up with that?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6I6lBHALa9o/SDF8EWfARWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/AoRjIBWZ6J8/s1600-h/rm+7+popcorn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202075458786575714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" height="195" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6I6lBHALa9o/SDF8EWfARWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/AoRjIBWZ6J8/s320/rm+7+popcorn.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There you go , The magestic RM7 Popcorn &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then , we watched the movie , which rocked. IT was so good , cuz Prince Caspian was there (he had a funny accent.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I liked the way he said :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"I'm Prince Caspian" -KasPiyan-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehehee .. i couldnt stop immitating him for the next 2 hours. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the movie ended , we went to borders . I found a&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Volume 7 GODCHILD &lt;em&gt;OPEN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XD !!!! i literally LOL-ed . Yup , out loud. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was sorta concentrating on the story , and i didnt even notice anyone who passed me by . Liyana said something , as what i heard from Han . And she said i had a very serious expression . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well , who wouldn't ? Mikaila was about to &lt;em&gt;RAPE&lt;/em&gt; him , for god's sake! The cheap imposter . =="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanted to buy the book , but i didn't . =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess my logic 5 hours ago had been completely different than it is now. I'm sorta Cursing myself ~ Mangkuk Hayun ~ now. I REALLY WANT TO READ AND FINISH WHAT I'D STARTED!!!! EEEssssshhhhh! Besides , whats 30.90 to a moment of happiness ? .. see what i mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im so incomprehensibly tense . Oh , wtv. I'll just buy it next week. Before that , i'll just have to starve myself in school for 4 days. No problem. That should raise about RM12. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What . A . &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Genius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202084830405215650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6I6lBHALa9o/SDGEl2fARaI/AAAAAAAAABU/RLyJl-TXTs0/s320/DaRah!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AIte , so THAT girl , UP there with the striped shirt , is&lt;strong&gt; Dan , Or Wan Noor Daneah Husswan&lt;/strong&gt; . Shes my best mate =D and Shes a Whacko , one with a big heart that is . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202083885512410498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6I6lBHALa9o/SDGDu2fARYI/AAAAAAAAABE/UVl7oA8GiWM/s320/Dadak!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So , this freaky-looking-almost-beheaded-stuffed-toy is Dadak , hes supposed to be a duck ( &lt;em&gt;Owner : DAN&lt;/em&gt; . Now realize what i mean but whacko?). Notice the stiches? Anyway , the girl holding him is &lt;strong&gt;Han , Noor Farhana .&lt;/strong&gt; Also one of my bestmates. Shes camera shy , but a sexy-natured person . She doesn't notice it.haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P/S : We should have more public hols . ITs AWESOME. haha XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Listening to : Say It Again - Marie Digby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love , Fairy xXOXOo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8792861808573676709-5409302783738627791?l=girlontop-farah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlontop-farah.blogspot.com/feeds/5409302783738627791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8792861808573676709&amp;postID=5409302783738627791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8792861808573676709/posts/default/5409302783738627791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8792861808573676709/posts/default/5409302783738627791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlontop-farah.blogspot.com/2008/05/ben-barnes-sigh.html' title='Ben Barnes .. *sigh*'/><author><name>FarahIdayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023342295469925409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6I6lBHALa9o/SSABhiFxy8I/AAAAAAAAACM/P159rEJE1ec/S220/DSC05308.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6I6lBHALa9o/SDGDtWfARXI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ooa6XBt-LRM/s72-c/berprasan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792861808573676709.post-4242215718532278204</id><published>2008-05-18T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:52:21.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;oh so boreeeeed .&lt;br /&gt;went to a wedding , it had a &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; theme . Yellows supposed to be a happy colour , yes? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i was so depressed , aside from the fact that i was sitting so goddamned far away from the hot boys . There were people karaokeing , and oh man , were they &lt;em&gt;AWESOME . *snicker*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macam nak pecah my telinga .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;what else.. oh . nothing . but i wanted to upload pics from yesterday , but i was too lazy , so here it is! ..... oh . right.&lt;br /&gt;how dwe upload it?&lt;br /&gt;....... i'll see if i can upload em.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201728610112652594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6I6lBHALa9o/SDBAnGfARTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/EH_-58nUBFY/s320/Farah021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;me n celine&lt;/span&gt; , dah takde keje lain dah . haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the other piccas got stuck . and im snot in the mood , suddenly . so , oh well. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;listening to : Wonder Girls - Tell Me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;love , Fairy xxOOXO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8792861808573676709-4242215718532278204?l=girlontop-farah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlontop-farah.blogspot.com/feeds/4242215718532278204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8792861808573676709&amp;postID=4242215718532278204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8792861808573676709/posts/default/4242215718532278204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8792861808573676709/posts/default/4242215718532278204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlontop-farah.blogspot.com/2008/05/tell-me.html' title='Tell me'/><author><name>FarahIdayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023342295469925409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6I6lBHALa9o/SSABhiFxy8I/AAAAAAAAACM/P159rEJE1ec/S220/DSC05308.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6I6lBHALa9o/SDBAnGfARTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/EH_-58nUBFY/s72-c/Farah021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792861808573676709.post-3096291604281323143</id><published>2008-05-17T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T07:53:46.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle Of The Baboons.. and the winner is..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;There you go , battle of the bambling idiotic fools. They went on stage ,&lt;strong&gt; sang&lt;/strong&gt; *or so that was what i &lt;em&gt;THOUGHT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; they were doing* , went off and another band went up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   that went on for about ,well... lets see.. about &lt;strong&gt;5 hours?         HAH .&lt;/strong&gt;wasn't THAT fun.&lt;br /&gt;                           no , really . It was &lt;em&gt;sort of&lt;/em&gt; fun , in a psychotic way .&lt;br /&gt;1) My eardrums was almost ripped off ,&lt;br /&gt;2) my butt was soaked through with sweat , AND&lt;br /&gt;3) I was THISCLOSE to going up on the stage and actually strangle the life out of each and every single of those musicians screaming away on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well , at least there was the positive side of the whole renegade . The moment i arrived in front of  gate 2 , i thougt that my eyeballs were goinna pop out off of their sockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOT BOYS . &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;EVERYWHERE&lt;/em&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn! i felt like raping them , wait , ugh , GODNO. wait a sec , on second thoughts , maybe a little?   point here is , it was ALMOST like you were in a clothes shop , browsing through the shirts yadayada, EXCEPT , they were humans and 2 ,some were owned*sigh* .&lt;br /&gt;   oh , to hell with that .&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tall hot and skinny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; . wow , what a criteria , kan?&lt;br /&gt;                                                      their still awesome , anyway . haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh !! i forgot something.i saw&lt;strong&gt; THAT&lt;/strong&gt; guy . he was wearing the SAME pants from the last time i saw him .  tak basuh kot ? ah , men . typical.    well , whatever . he still has that same sweet face and this "aura" radiating around him . So cute . haha, weirdo-much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   QeelaCelineKarnSalwa was there with me . Thank god for their company , or else , im a lost lamb .   overall , today was a blast . Wasnt as bad as i thought it'd be. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to : Love  Love  Love - Epik High&lt;br /&gt;    Love , FarahIdayu                      xxOOXXoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8792861808573676709-3096291604281323143?l=girlontop-farah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlontop-farah.blogspot.com/feeds/3096291604281323143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8792861808573676709&amp;postID=3096291604281323143' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8792861808573676709/posts/default/3096291604281323143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8792861808573676709/posts/default/3096291604281323143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlontop-farah.blogspot.com/2008/05/battle-of-baboons-and-winner-is.html' title='Battle Of The Baboons.. and the winner is..'/><author><name>FarahIdayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023342295469925409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6I6lBHALa9o/SSABhiFxy8I/AAAAAAAAACM/P159rEJE1ec/S220/DSC05308.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
