tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40298693559460196682011-09-25T09:57:03.442-07:00Writing^^written^^unverbalize^^unvoiced^^unexpressedred red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.comBlogger1281100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-73227737625954458662011-09-15T05:35:00.001-07:002011-09-15T05:42:19.191-07:00It's weird that so many people that are born into Islam cannot appreciate the beauty of it, but people who were not born into it and had to sacrifice so many things to understand and practice Islam are the ones that really appreciate it. I guess some of us have to learn the hard way in order to appreciate something.<div><br /></div><div>Something to ponder,</div><div><br /></div><div>Are you a 'cultural' Muslim?</div><div>(someone who mixes up your culture with Islam? take the things that you want to practice but leaves other important things that you are supposed to practice in Islam just because it doesn't suit your lifestyle?)</div><div><br /></div><div>or </div><div><br /></div><div>A real practicing Muslim?</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-7322773762595445866?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-65054218442240394252011-09-08T17:24:00.001-07:002011-09-08T17:34:44.406-07:00Hijab is not a restriction<div>It's a way of life</div><div>I choose to protect myself from being a fashion slave</div><div>To protect myself from showing my skin</div><div>Why must I make people like me by showing my skin</div><div>by following the latest trends</div><div>of too much skin</div><div>I believe that all of myself is for my husband</div><div>and no one else has the rights to see me otherwise</div><div>and that is one of the beauty of Islam</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>menjaga kehormatan dan maruah</div><div>menutup mahkota</div><div>dari pandangan orang lain</div><div>kecuali suami mu </div><div>kenapa mesti menunjuk-nunjuk apa yang ada</div><div>cantik, sememangya cantik</div><div>perfection</div><div>tapi kenapa perlu menunjuk</div><div>tidak kah terasa malu</div><div>orang melihat kemaluan kita</div><div>menjadi tontonan untuk semua orang</div><div>sudah tidak 'special' lagi</div><div>astaghfirullahalazim</div><div>semoga aku dijauhkan daripada menjadi seperti itu lagi</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-6505421844224039425?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-19286068862049194662011-09-08T06:42:00.000-07:002011-09-08T06:44:22.531-07:00Ya Allah<div><br /></div><div>Berikanlah aku kekuatan</div><div><br /></div><div>Kuatkan lah imanku</div><div><br /></div><div>Berikanlah aku petunjuk dan hidayah</div><div><br /></div><div>Amin</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-1928606886204919466?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-76737942996632111212011-08-25T10:12:00.000-07:002011-08-25T10:19:04.138-07:00honestly<div>i've been lying to my mind</div><div>or my heart</div><div>i'm not sure</div><div>but I have not feel beautiful </div><div>for a very long time</div><div>I have forgotten </div><div>how to feel confident</div><div>how to feel beautiful</div><div>maybe because of those words</div><div>that i hear often</div><div>made me too numb</div><div>that I can't feel beautiful anymore</div><div>I've missed you </div><div>and the old me</div><div>when i look at myself</div><div>I see an ugly girl</div><div>in the mirror</div><div>with nothing to offer</div><div>to the world</div><div>when I look at myself</div><div>I see a lonely girl</div><div>that no one will ever look at</div><div>as anything beautiful</div><div>I see a lot of weakness</div><div>that will haunt me forever</div><div>I miss my confidence</div><div> <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-7673794299663211121?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-67129845717363535822011-08-04T08:27:00.000-07:002011-08-04T08:34:41.017-07:00it's a different feeling<div>i wonder</div><div>how i would feel</div><div>when i would see you next</div><div>will it be the same</div><div>feeling</div><div>heart skipping a beat</div><div>breath taken away</div><div>cold sweats</div><div>on my forehead</div><div>eyes tearing up</div><div>all-smiles until the ear</div><div>the lines at the corner of my eyes</div><div>inviting you to look at me</div><div>will i have the same feeling</div><div>when i look at you</div><div>those eyes</div><div>that once was a part of me</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-6712984571736353582?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-44155730539811365742011-06-29T03:44:00.000-07:002011-06-29T03:47:45.466-07:00it's kind of awkward<div>very awkward actually</div><div>u saw somebody eating chocolates</div><div>so u decided to ask for one</div><div>and then they hold that chocolate</div><div>pulled it towards them</div><div>and said they want it</div><div>and you were standing there</div><div>in front of those 10 pairs of eyes</div><div>waiting still</div><div>and waiting</div><div>in awkwardness</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-4415573053981136574?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-81045649042754690482011-06-28T06:51:00.000-07:002011-06-28T06:54:45.235-07:00just for once<div>i wish to live in a world</div><div>free of</div><div>prejudices</div><div>stereotyping</div><div>racism</div><div>a world where</div><div>we don't see each other according to our skin colours</div><div>we see each other equally</div><div>we see each other as humans</div><div>no pigs, no dogs</div><div>just humans</div><div>and when we look at each other</div><div>it's out of mutual respect</div><div>not out of disgusts</div><div>just for once</div><div>i wish to live like that</div><div>we accept each other for who we are</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-8104564904275469048?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-32457572675411306502011-06-27T23:52:00.000-07:002011-06-27T23:58:08.841-07:00i know i'm not pretty<div>or good looking</div><div>or decent looking</div><div>but seriously dude</div><div>why the hell do you have to be so fucking racist?</div><div>cause i'm malay?</div><div>where the hell have u been living?</div><div>witches era?</div><div>*this middle finger for you*</div><div>i thought humans are waaay past this racism thingy</div><div>but guess what</div><div>humans like u still exist</div><div>u have a problem with malays u tell me straight</div><div>don't be such a dick </div><div>i try to smile when i meet people like</div><div>i try to be nice</div><div>hey we're humans</div><div>we're equal</div><div>skin colour does not matter</div><div>but somehow stupid people like u</div><div>exist in this world</div><div>why don't you put a stick up in your arse</div><div>it will complement your fugly look and your bitchy attitude </div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-3245757267541130650?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-61105709897369621682011-05-15T08:19:00.000-07:002011-05-15T08:36:33.327-07:00I have this annoying voice in my head ever since I finished my practicum. It kept reminding me of my next step. My next plan. FOR MY FUTURE. I wish a letter of opportunity would come and tell me exactly what I needed. Do I follow my passion or should I just continue with what I know and what I have been doing for the past 4 years?It's a very difficult decision and I am inevitably torn between this two choices. Continuing my studies by doing Masters in TESL would be a leap stone to my still non-existent career. My going-to-be career exactly. I'll be a lecturer? A tutor? A tuiton center teacher? Any kind of career that is possible with that newly earned degree? Or taking a certificate or a diploma in Culinary Arts? A comfort food for my soul. Doing something I am absolutely passionately in love with. But where will I go on then? Do I continue another 3 or 4 years with my degree? or is that just a waste of time? What if I suddenly lose interest in it? will it all be a waste of time? My youth down in the drain doing something I am not sure of. And at this age I am very confuse with what I should do. What if I fail my Masters? What if I can't cook suddenly? If I lost my touch? So many questions running through my head, digging further into my soul. WHAT IF I MAKE THE WRONG DECISION? What would I do next? Do I become a chef or do I become a teacher? or is there more opportunities that I am not aware of? Do I be one of the young ones in a Masters' class or do I be one of the oldest one in a cooking class? Does age really matter? I just hope that by the end of this June I will already know what I want to do with my life.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-6110570989736962168?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-80461210802121070122011-05-04T08:58:00.000-07:002011-05-04T08:59:19.002-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">I want to change me</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-8046121080212107012?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-38548335528242339132011-03-24T08:57:00.000-07:002011-03-24T08:58:55.122-07:00saye pon nk mcm tu<div><br /></div><div>belajar di luar negara</div><div><br /></div><div>di kelilingi awek2 cantik</div><div><br /></div><div>hebatt</div><div><br /></div><div>tapi saye di sini</div><div><br /></div><div>jauh panggang dari api</div><div><br /></div><div>haha</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-3854833552824233913?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-19150742252948788432011-03-20T08:33:00.000-07:002011-03-20T08:36:06.431-07:00<div>85 copies ye..</div><div><br /></div><div>serius ke kak?</div><div><br /></div><div>ye la..dah due kelas...</div><div><br /></div><div>ok..</div><div><br /></div>semua rm 24.50 ye kak..<div><br /></div><div>whaaaaaaaaaat?? terbeliak mata sekejap..</div><div><br /></div><div>bye rm50.. :((</div><div><br /></div><div>one week of rest is not enough..</div><div><br /></div><div>i need more..</div><div>yearn it..</div><div>longing it..</div><div><br /></div><div>please be over soon :(</div><div><br /></div><div>i miss you oh sweet serenity..</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-1915074225294878843?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-10258343405911149432011-03-12T21:55:00.001-08:002011-03-12T21:55:57.456-08:00agak memalukan..<div>dah 21 thn</div><div><br /></div><div>x reti siang ikan bawal!!</div><div><br /></div><div>GERUN aku tgk ikan tu..</div><div><br /></div><div>malu ikan tu tgk aku..</div><div><br /></div><div>haih..siapa nk ajar ni?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-1025834340591114943?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-31772070903638768632011-03-09T04:49:00.000-08:002011-03-09T04:50:08.777-08:00org cantik je ade hidup best<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-3177207090363876863?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-11686585909873482572011-03-09T03:13:00.001-08:002011-03-09T03:15:29.925-08:00jadi cikgu menakutkan<div>kalau tak pandai ajar</div><div>kalau salah ajar</div><div>murid2 kutuk</div><div>cikgu2 lain kutuk</div><div>x kesah la praktikal ke tak</div><div>terasa hina di mata org</div><div>ye lah</div><div>aku tau korang sume lg pandai dr aku</div><div>ape kate korang pulak ajar aku</div><div>aku nk duduk tengok</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-1168658590987348257?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-68521822667027497982011-03-02T08:29:00.000-08:002011-03-02T08:30:18.308-08:00there's a very thin line between love and hatred<div><br /></div><div>and so that's what they said</div><div><br /></div><div>and i believe them</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-6852182266702749798?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-79296320984496804782011-02-28T07:12:00.000-08:002011-02-28T07:13:53.129-08:00between <div><br /></div><div>term paper</div><div><br /></div><div>and</div><div><br /></div><div>practical</div><div><br /></div><div>i hate u</div><div><br /></div><div>that made me do all of these two</div><div><br /></div><div>in a short period of time</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-7929632098449680478?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-75789599379692988782011-02-25T04:05:00.001-08:002011-02-25T04:18:09.392-08:00<b><span class="Apple-style-span" >What I have learnt so far :</span></b><div><br /></div><div>To teach summary:</div><div>* explain every paragraph</div><div>*write on the white board what points they are supposed to find</div><div>*find the points together with the students</div><div>*write the points on the white board</div><div>*finish the first sentence together</div><div><br /></div><div>To read a text aloud:</div><div>*pick few students to read it aloud (usually they will read it very softly!!)</div><div>*ask them to choose the next person to read</div><div>*or asks the students to repeat after the teacher</div><div><br /></div><div>When answering comprehension questions:</div><div>* Be strict with your answers</div><div>* Do not show that you are confused</div><div>*pick few students to read the questions orally</div><div>*write the answers on the white board</div><div><br /></div><div>Time management: </div><div>* Don't always have to wait for the students to finish an activity</div><div>*Just go on as u need to manage the time very well</div><div><br /></div><div>Objectives :</div><div>*as simple as possible (read text expressively/orally/answer 2 out of 5 of what q's)</div><div>*as specific as possible</div><div><br /></div><div>Poetry:</div><div>*can ask them to close their eyes and listen as u read the poem</div><div>*can use music as u read</div><div>*make sure to explain the meaning first</div><div>*explain everything then only asks questions</div><div><br /></div><div>Short story :</div><div>*explain the summary as don't have time to read the full story</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-7578959937969298878?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-86514721935095067532011-02-12T03:27:00.000-08:002011-02-12T03:28:30.398-08:00wei pencuri bodoh<div>u left ur fingerprints</div><div>u shud be scared</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-8651472193509506753?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-13472430834478273392011-02-11T23:30:00.001-08:002011-02-11T23:37:56.076-08:00kau tau kau apa<div>binatang</div><div>bukan..binatang lg baik</div><div>kau ibarat taik babi</div><div>busuk </div><div>tapi taik babi boleh buat baja</div><div>kau boleh buat apa aja</div><div>kau buat taik</div><div>menyusahkan orang</div><div>baik ko terjun gaung aja </div><div>atau dilenyek treler</div><div>aku nak tgk</div><div>menyampah dgn kau</div><div>menyusahkan aku</div><div>menyusahkan orang</div><div>sian mak kau</div><div>beranakkan kau susah2</div><div>lahir2 jadi apa</div><div>jadi tolol</div><div>pontianak tu lagi baik dari kau</div><div>kau ni macam toyol la kot</div><div>cume toyol tu mmg bukan manusia</div><div>kau tu manusia</div><div>cuma berfikiran macam taik</div><div>x boleh guna akal</div><div>buat malu keturunan kau aja</div><div>aku balik nk rehat</div><div>nk buat keje aku</div><div>sekarang kau dah tambah keje aku</div><div>helo</div><div>pegi mampus boleh tak</div><div>aku benci orang mcm kau</div><div>kalau berani pegi carik kerja la</div><div>ni buat kerja pengecut</div><div>org x ada baru nk buat</div><div>wei kalau kau lelaki</div><div>wer did ur balls go</div><div>potong letak kat bontot kau ke</div><div>fuck u lah wei</div><div>i hope ull rot in hell</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-1347243083447827339?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-83956089081454668502011-02-11T05:18:00.000-08:002011-02-11T05:21:32.594-08:00are practical teachers the lowest form of lives?<div><br /></div><div>i am made to believe this..</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-8395608908145466850?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-77149906448913879462011-02-08T08:18:00.000-08:002011-02-08T08:33:37.845-08:00i dunno why<div>but it seems i look older everyday..</div><div>ppl starts to call me 'akak'</div><div>never in my years ppl call me that</div><div>still getting used to it</div><div>makes me miss unisel</div><div>and yes i do feel old here</div><div>i miss being young..</div><div>and this place is very very....</div><div>i hate it..</div><div>i am actually not looking forward to eat anymore since im here..</div><div>but i do still eat when im hungry..</div><div>just wasnt as happy as i was before..</div><div>being a practical teacher means no life..</div><div>the lesson plan is much more complicated and u dunno 4 what</div><div>wen u become a teacher ur lesson plans are all short and sweet</div><div>whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat??</div><div>why are we even doing this?</div><div>tomorrow ill start teaching my 1st class..</div><div>1 double period of english, 1single period of literature</div><div>hopefully i can finish my tasks all</div><div>n can control the class</div><div>summore have to finish my term paper</div><div>honestly dunno wer to find time</div><div>between the lesson plans, curriculum activities, appendixes, printing, photostating</div><div>finding time to eat, sleep, watch chinese dramas, indonesian drama, cut my fingernails</div><div>aiyah!</div><div>i am very2 in a rut and messy situation</div><div>no time to wash my car also</div><div>aiyah!</div><div>im not eating well</div><div>not sleeping well</div><div>hopefully by the end of april im still sane..</div><div>ha ha ha ha</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-7714990644891387946?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-62722520138369095852011-02-07T07:36:00.000-08:002011-02-07T07:41:58.751-08:00"Hello..Assalamualaikum..<div>My name is Ayi Humaira...</div><div>I'm from Unisel..</div><div>Now, I do not want you to talk when I am talking..unless I asked you to talk..</div><div>So, please give your full cooperation..</div><div>Okay?"</div><div><br /></div><div>------------------------------------------------- long silence</div><div><br /></div><div>?????????? eyer upon me</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>"OKAYY??!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>"okay teacher....."</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>a sign of being bullied?</div><div>i was too boring?</div><div>i talked to fast?</div><div>my voice was funny?</div><div>was i being funny?</div><div>do i looked funny?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>a beginning..not the end</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>The night before</div><div>cried my eyes out cz the printer wasn't working</div><div>my lesson plans..die lah.. 2 am??!!!!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>The morning of the very dreadful-not really day</div><div><br /></div><div>"No need to do my class today.."</div><div><br /></div><div>whaaaat???</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-6272252013836909585?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-83338677555866683362011-01-24T03:05:00.000-08:002011-01-24T03:09:51.668-08:00Today<div>we were introduced at the morning assembly..</div><div>from the looks of it, we will be 'mangsa buli'..</div><div>had to give few words about ourselves..</div><div>i sucked big time..lol</div><div>after that..</div><div>certain someone that my u was getting bad</div><div>and that someone told this humiliating statement in front of someone else</div><div>which makes me feel like wanting to dig a hole and die there</div><div>it was embarrassing</div><div>humiliating</div><div>and dont know what else to say</div><div>don't think that someone like that should make us feel like that</div><div>thats very bad </div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-8333867755586668336?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-41075431722038247632011-01-17T03:34:00.001-08:002011-01-17T03:43:31.216-08:00My first day at school was surprisingly okay and kind off boring..<div>5.45 am- woke up n bathe </div><div>6.53 am- went to school (got lost and entered sk instead of smk :D)</div><div>7.05am - reach school..park safely..</div><div>7.20am- 1st morning assembly..met a nice English teacher</div><div><br /></div><div>i've no watch..(need to buy a cheap one) but maybe :</div><div><br /></div><div>8 sumthing- briefing with the principal, pk hem, panitia</div><div><br /></div><div>9 sumthing- did some work</div><div><br /></div><div>11 sumthing- went to eat at canteen..was too hungry..</div><div><br /></div><div>12 pm- went to bilik kesihatan..bilik guru was full..met few nice new trs as well..</div><div><br /></div><div>1 pm - met panitia bi for more briefing..apparently we are going to be observed everyday..i'm gonna die :DDD</div><div><br /></div><div>don't remember when i got back home..</div><div><br /></div><div>5pm- was asleep!! :)))</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-4107543172203824763?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-58579772460708101162010-12-24T06:52:00.000-08:002010-12-24T07:02:40.984-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TRS15aq6xiI/AAAAAAAAAYE/xxSlPsnoxoc/s1600/A-White-Christmas-Demo-Screensaver_1.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TRS15aq6xiI/AAAAAAAAAYE/xxSlPsnoxoc/s320/A-White-Christmas-Demo-Screensaver_1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554264238471169570" /></a><br />i absolutely love festive seasons like raya, xmas, chinese new year, deepavali..<div>but i just love the feelings that i got from xmas..</div><div>don't get me wrong..</div><div>personally i don't think it's wrong for me to like xmas..</div><div>i know it's jesus's bday o wat n all..</div><div>but it's not like me liking it cz of tat..</div><div>cz im not..</div><div>i like the idea of getting present in the early morning..</div><div>the turkey on the eve of the xmas..</div><div>the non-alcoholic eggnog..</div><div>the ginger bread man biscuits..</div><div>hot chocolates..</div><div>snow..yeah..i know too much xmas movie..</div><div>santa claus..</div><div>the red socks by the fire place..</div><div>the tree and the lights on it..</div><div>it's just too awesome for me..</div><div>and i wish i could experience it without being judged..</div><div>it would be a very cool experience...</div><div>haihh..but of course..</div><div>i'm not close to any of that,,</div><div>just here alone in my house blogging about it..</div><div><br /></div><div>so anyway...</div><div><br /></div><div>Merry Christmas to everyone.. :))</div><div>ho ho ho!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-5857977246070810116?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-11881728836000199982010-12-21T02:51:00.000-08:002010-12-21T03:01:17.593-08:00<div>I absolutely love Brie Larson in Scott Pilgrim vs The World..<div>She is just too hot..</div><div>There's something overpowering about her..</div><div>I love her style!!</div><div>I love her voice!!</div><div>Btw the song is Black Sheep - The Clash at Demonhead</div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TRCIV8hDXxI/AAAAAAAAAX8/b2Iy6FelEhw/s1600/tumblr_l9qsg6fIOR1qamnodo1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TRCIV8hDXxI/AAAAAAAAAX8/b2Iy6FelEhw/s320/tumblr_l9qsg6fIOR1qamnodo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553088251151212306" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The red heels that she wore in her concert..</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TRCIVzvXa5I/AAAAAAAAAX0/0pMIhUoUZto/s1600/tumblr_l6yex6NINE1qz9ctpo4_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TRCIVzvXa5I/AAAAAAAAAX0/0pMIhUoUZto/s320/tumblr_l6yex6NINE1qz9ctpo4_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553088248795327378" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Envy Adams actual style</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TRCIVp2x37I/AAAAAAAAAXs/MxQH0YVKxLU/s1600/style-inspiration-envy-adams-scott-pilgrim.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TRCIVp2x37I/AAAAAAAAAXs/MxQH0YVKxLU/s320/style-inspiration-envy-adams-scott-pilgrim.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553088246142066610" /></a><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Envy Adams in the Scott Pilgrim comic</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TRCHlTXE8rI/AAAAAAAAAXk/3PF5lUgZqEM/s1600/ialcr_fullxfull.127690.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TRCHlTXE8rI/AAAAAAAAAXk/3PF5lUgZqEM/s320/ialcr_fullxfull.127690.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553087415469798066" /></a><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;">Her style of clothes!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TRCHHMA0poI/AAAAAAAAAXc/CkLYSByf1uM/s1600/1393161-envy_adams_1_super.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TRCHHMA0poI/AAAAAAAAAXc/CkLYSByf1uM/s320/1393161-envy_adams_1_super.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553086898101331586" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-1188172883600019998?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-63366920054208643652010-12-03T21:32:00.000-08:002010-12-03T21:37:13.218-08:00i heard that the fuel's price is going up again..<div>wtf..</div><div>apekah haram kejadahkah inikah..</div><div>aku rase dalam wallet aku tinggal rm7 je..</div><div>ina bg rm5 semalam..</div><div>alhamdulillah..</div><div>tapi still..my God..i don't have money to live..</div><div>how am i supposed to feed my lil blu car now..</div><div>dah la kotor mcm ape je..</div><div>xde sape nk basuh kan ke..</div><div>nk hantar g cuci..</div><div>duit xdak..</div><div>ha ha ha..</div><div>papa..dont u want to bank in money?</div><div>i need to buy books sumore..</div><div>hi hi..</div><div>no it's true i need to buy books for my term paper..</div><div>my God..</div><div>term paper...is that even real?</div><div>wats the purpose of it anyway?</div><div>to polish my research n writing skills?</div><div>but for wat?</div><div>im goin to open a pastry shop..</div><div>heh heh heh..</div><div>dreaming again..</div><div>probably i goin to kena hantam from my supervisor cz im soo stupid..</div><div>ha ha...</div><div>im wishing myself a good luck cz no one else wud wish me luck..</div><div>he he..</div><div>die lah..</div><div>bye lah</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-6336692005420864365?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-5241926917158098902010-11-29T22:14:00.000-08:002010-11-29T22:22:48.693-08:00i absolutely have no idea what to write..<div>maybe i should write about kak sya's wedding..</div><div>i went there with my friends..</div><div>it was held at Seri Melayu KL..</div><div>it was damn hectic la..</div><div>i for one would not want to hold my wedding in KL..</div><div>the busiest annoying-est place in the whole Malaysia..</div><div>but it was a good place to hold a wedding..</div><div>for people who can afford it..</div><div>well congratulations Kak Sya..</div><div>u were beautiful and the wedding was very grand..</div><div>fit for a princess like u..</div><div>i jz wished that i had attended that wedding as a guest..</div><div>but nvm..</div><div>as long as i can help..</div><div>it's good enuf..</div><div>and rite now im in unisel..</div><div>no money..</div><div>so im stuck here..</div><div>good for me..</div><div>haihhh...</div><div>my gums are swollen..</div><div>i cant eat anything that's too hard or ill suffer for the rest of the day..</div><div>i dont know whether i'm teething wisdom teeth or i duno what..</div><div>gotta ask my parents..</div><div>i remember them saying if it goes on for too long ive got to get the swollen gums cut out..</div><div>ouch...</div><div>no way im doing that..</div><div>i hope..</div><div>i wana eat my biscuits..</div><div>haihh..</div><div>but it hurts too much..</div><div>cant even open my mouth properly..</div><div>another haihh...</div><div>so ok la..</div><div>i wana go mandi..</div><div>stinky me..ha ha</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-524192691715809890?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-35394652791375215822010-11-23T05:25:00.000-08:002010-11-23T05:29:49.158-08:00i prefer living outside...not in the hostel..<div>it sucks..i don't feel welcomed there..</div><div>i want to live where i can feel homely..even temporarily..</div><div>and there's no class until next week..</div><div>what a waste..</div><div>i could have been staying in penang..HOMe!</div><div>i could have been baking..and sleeping..and on9-ing..</div><div>but no</div><div>couldnt tell us earlier..</div><div>have to waste our time..</div><div>i'm homesick for God's sake..even if i'm in my 4th year..</div><div>ok la..wana go buy food..</div><div>bye bye</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-3539465279137521582?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-27439097023486002702010-10-31T08:24:00.000-07:002010-10-31T08:26:53.428-07:00i dont know whats wrong with u ppl<div>i am making money for god's sake</div><div>honesty fairness my ass</div><div>like u never did those stuff</div><div>just cz ur old doesnt mean ur wise</div><div>stupid lah weh</div><div>i cud just curse u rite there in javanese n ull never know</div><div>n say wat</div><div>have to b essay?</div><div>150 words</div><div>wtf</div><div>for wtf</div><div>its a fucking review</div><div>other ppl do it n its ok</div><div>n u have to go nuts over my freaking points</div><div>u know what</div><div>fuck u</div><div>n ppl like u</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-2743909702348600270?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-15539750422347620722010-10-30T22:03:00.000-07:002010-10-30T22:05:50.593-07:00for the hundredth time <div>yes i am fat</div><div>yes i got bigger</div><div>yes i have big thighs</div><div>now can you please stop reminding me of it</div><div>i realised it</div><div>i gained weight</div><div>i am fat</div><div>more fats</div><div>no muscles</div><div>thank you</div><div>now please stop</div><div>before i lose what's left of my self esteem</div><div>i need it to get through</div><div>thank you</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-1553975042234762072?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-60475996477872434182010-10-28T08:22:00.000-07:002010-10-28T08:29:48.772-07:00it's been quite long..<div>i just don't feel like writing..</div><div>n yeah i realised i am boring..</div><div>i am bored and my life is boring too..</div><div>i only feel interesting when i am eating..</div><div>exam's finish..</div><div>now waiting and dreading for my results...</div><div>i hope im not going to fail anything..</div><div>another 2 months and im off to practicum..</div><div>dreading it..</div><div>worst nightmare..ever</div><div>im going to smk puncak alam..</div><div>how am i supposed to teach anyone</div><div>i have no fucking idea...</div><div>how am i supposed to teach teenagers..</div><div>i have no idea..</div><div>i myself am not an adult yet..</div><div>im 20..21 is adult..right?</div><div>whatever..</div><div>i myself am kidding with myself ...</div><div>i still sleep late..</div><div>wake up late...</div><div>facebooking..</div><div>lazy most of the time..</div><div>how am i supposed to do this practicum thing again?</div><div>well i supposed we all have to grow up somehow..</div><div>and i guess this is one way to do it..</div><div>by force..ha ha ha</div><div>God help me..</div><div>i have no clue watsoever with whatever i am doing..</div><div>i should have taken culinary arts..</div><div>open a pastry and cakes shop..</div><div>awesome..</div><div>the things i would do..</div><div>if only i knew back then what ive known now..</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-6047599647787243418?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-85059355584806204042010-06-11T10:13:00.000-07:002010-06-11T10:27:06.083-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TBJv98NlQNI/AAAAAAAAASA/uzLgPQWaU2w/s1600/rimmel_london_eye_magnifier_mascara.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TBJv98NlQNI/AAAAAAAAASA/uzLgPQWaU2w/s320/rimmel_london_eye_magnifier_mascara.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481566806389113042" /></a><br /><div>rimmel london eye magnifier mascara..not water proof..got it free when i bought rimmel london powder at watson...i can see my eyelashes grew longer after using it..makes my eye looks kinds open??magnified??haha..dunno....but gona compare it to the maybelline one later..4got whats the name..</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TBJv2h1kAeI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Erc1HZToT8k/s1600/dscn2492jpgdba4837945.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TBJv2h1kAeI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Erc1HZToT8k/s320/dscn2492jpgdba4837945.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481566679049961954" /></a> </div><div>maybelline gel eye liner..i bought it in black..rm 39.90...got the brush inside the box as well..love the brush..very easy to line my eyes..the gel has a creamy texture..have to re-apply a couple of times to finish my other eye..but still it glides easily..the results was not messy..love it!</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TBJvvsqGtsI/AAAAAAAAARw/yqqj5xgoyvA/s1600/DSC00825.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TBJvvsqGtsI/AAAAAAAAARw/yqqj5xgoyvA/s320/DSC00825.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481566561695610562" /></a><br /></div><div>just bought this also..got eye magnifier mascara for free...i don't think it renew,lift or brightens my complexion..but it's got glitter in it i guess, so my face was a bit glittery..i do love the effect of the glitter...even after washing my face still glittery summore..the smell kind off turns me off..smells like asam-ish..jeruk-ish..hahaha...but it kept my face shine free throughout the day!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-8505935558480620404?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-26208727368325026242010-06-11T10:09:00.000-07:002010-06-11T10:12:59.095-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TBJuQzw_apI/AAAAAAAAARo/KE55ziMeaJc/s1600/ND.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TBJuQzw_apI/AAAAAAAAARo/KE55ziMeaJc/s320/ND.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481564931515968146" /></a><div>i want this..jz cz it's rimmel london..and its in nude..wahahahahaha..hope watsons have it cz im lusting over it..next wana try mjmj...i need money!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-2620872736832502624?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-48185411704986954072010-06-09T20:58:00.000-07:002010-06-09T21:25:18.229-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TBBkpaAdwJI/AAAAAAAAARg/LkgrIW6-YCA/s1600/sunplay.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 137px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TBBkpaAdwJI/AAAAAAAAARg/LkgrIW6-YCA/s320/sunplay.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480991409028579474" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">SUNPLAY SKIN AQUA UV MOISTURE MILK with SPF 50+++</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>i just bought this sunscreen since i don't have one and since i just bought hada labo aha+bha facial wash; it says use sunscreen after using this product;hence me buying the sunscreen..*sighs* no money d..i haven't use it on my face, but instead i used it on my left hand..the texture is whitish and watery..it spreads easily over my skin..so i loike! the smooth application..i have read other reviews;says that it clogs pores and make their skin breaks out after few weeks of using it..so i'll be using this sunscreen only when i go out..in the sun..will review it again soon! plus, it has a nice scent to it..</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TBBkck9kybI/AAAAAAAAARY/N8N6sezndSU/s1600/milk.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TBBkck9kybI/AAAAAAAAARY/N8N6sezndSU/s320/milk.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480991188630948274" /></a><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#660000;">HADA LABO SUPER HYALURONIC ACID MOSITURIZING MILK</span></div><div><br /></div><div>i've just bought this one too...like other reviews said, it is quite heavy and it leaves me skin shiny after using..shiny from all the moisturization, not oil-shiny, well not yet..i hope not..but ill give the review again after few weeks of using it..and it does feel quite heavy to my skin after using it..but i feel moisturized somewhat..that's good i guess..</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TBBkQozns2I/AAAAAAAAARQ/u2HPR1DGkKs/s1600/aha+bha.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TBBkQozns2I/AAAAAAAAARQ/u2HPR1DGkKs/s320/aha+bha.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480990983504507746" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">HADA LABO TAMAGOHADA AHA+BHA FACE WASH</span></div><div> </div><div>i've just bought this yesterday..have used it 2 times...all i can say so far is i loike!! it's not that foamy..feels like its not enuf for my skin cz i love foam2..lots of them..haaahaa..but it turns out quite well...it's actually enuf for my skin...my face looks clearer and brighter after using it...hohohoh...but ill be giving more reviews after few weeks of using it.. see whether my skin will break out or not..n btw the texture of this face wash is not like my other face wash that i have used before..it's thick..and kind of hard for me to squeeze it out of the tube..but still loving it so far!</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TBBkFverSyI/AAAAAAAAARI/PlagWdn-VPI/s1600/lotion.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/TBBkFverSyI/AAAAAAAAARI/PlagWdn-VPI/s320/lotion.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480990796317149986" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFF00;">HADA LABO SUPER HYALURONIC ACID MOISTURIZING LOTION</span></div></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFF00;"><br /></span></div><div>ah! my fav! the creme de la creme..have been using this for 2 weeks..it's sooo good..my dull face looks brighter right away just after using this..i love it...my skin still got pimples and all but it made me brighter..haaahaaa.....i don't really like the sticky texture after few mins of application, but the result was worth it..my skin feels very moisturized..i don't mind patting and patting if the result keeps on being this excellent!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-4818541170498695407?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-49222018098316153172010-05-05T08:39:00.000-07:002010-05-05T08:44:16.418-07:00sometime you wonder do you belong..<div>all you wanted was peace with everyone</div><div>but life turns out to be ain't tat easy</div><div>u get dumped</div><div>u get to be called a loser</div><div>and yes i agree that we are all alone</div><div>liars</div><div>untruthfulness</div><div>im a part of it</div><div>i am a liar like u said</div><div>but let me alone lie my way to this world</div><div>cz no one else should be</div><div>cz u shouldnt be sucked into this hell hole</div><div>no one should feel what i feel</div><div>no one should experience this</div><div>just wanted to feel belonged</div><div>no fights</div><div>just take me as i am</div><div>and ill take u as u r</div><div>i want to be me with you</div><div>not something else</div><div>just peace</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-4922201809831615317?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-26072454817457096492010-05-05T04:02:00.000-07:002010-05-05T04:06:16.995-07:00x saba nk balik..<br /><div>balik.... balik...rumah rumah...</div><div>mama..papa...</div><div>oven yg ku syg...</div><div>sara....qisya...</div><div>spaghetti.....lasagna..</div><div>aku nk masak..</div><div>cepat la abey exam...</div><div>rase benci tbe2...</div><div>hotlink pon bodo....</div><div>ye aku loser..</div><div>hahahahahaha....</div><div>rumah rumah..</div><div>ayi baik kan..ayi kuat kan...</div><div>rilek sudah..</div><div>hal kici saja la ayi...</div><div>nanti balik penang kite buat party oven ye..</div><div>bake sampai lebam..</div><div>arghh..bile la tu..</div><div>edu psycho lg..writing lg..reading lg..aural oral lg..</div><div>bile sume ni nak habis...</div><div>x saba dah..</div><div>cepat la sume pegi..</div><div>i just want to be alone...</div><div>bagus..</div><div>log out log out..</div><div>ade aku pedulik....</div><div>i miss u lil blue car..</div><div>wish ur here with me.. :((((((</div><div>miss u ciko...</div><div>wish ur still here :(((((</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-2607245481745709649?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-586931138881645672010-04-24T04:45:00.000-07:002010-04-24T04:46:32.565-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px; ">[Verse 1]<br />Take it back, Take it all back now<br />The things I gave like the taste of my kiss on your lips<br />I miss that now<br /><br />I can’t try any harder than I do<br />All the reasons I gave, excuses I made for you<br />I’m broken in two<br /><br />[Hook]<br />All the things left undiscovered<br />Leave me empty and left to wonder<br />I need you<br /><br />All the things left undiscovered<br />Leave me waiting and left to wonder<br />I need you<br />Yeah, I need you<br />Don’t walk away<br /><br />[Verse 2]<br />Touch me now how I wanna feel, something so real<br />Please remind me, my love and take me back<br /><br />Cause I’m so in love with what we were<br />I’m not breathing I’m suffocating without you<br />Do you feel it too?<br /><br />[Hook]<br />All the things left undiscovered<br />Leave me waiting and left to wonder<br />I need you<br /><br />All the things left undiscovered<br />Leave me empty and left to wonder<br />I need you<br />Yeah I need you<br /><br />[Bridge]<br />When I’m in the dark and all alone<br />Dreaming that you’ll walk right through my door<br />It’s there I know my heart is whole<br /><br />There's a millions reasons why I cry<br />Hold my covers tight and close my eyes<br />Cause I don’t wanna be alone<br /><br />[Hook]<br />All the things left undiscovered<br />Leave me waiting and left to wonder<br />I need you<br />All the things left undiscovered<br />Leave me empty and left to wonder<br />I need you<br />I need you<br /><br />[Break]<br />Cause I can't fake and I can't hate<br />But it's my heart that’s about to break<br />You’re all I need I’m on my knees<br />Watch me bleed won't you listen please,<br />I give in I breathe out<br />I want you there’s no doubt<br />I freak out, I’m left out<br />without you I’m without<br />I'm crossed out I'm kicked out<br />I cry out I reach out<br /><br />Don’t walk away [4 X's]</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-58693113888164567?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-13276610414993269262010-04-23T14:27:00.001-07:002010-04-23T14:27:33.176-07:00i feel so scared of losing you<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-1327661041499326926?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-85540822218836039382010-04-23T09:16:00.000-07:002010-04-23T09:17:21.643-07:00i feel lost<div>u win</div><div>i give up</div><div>duwan to feel dz anymore</div><div>want sthin tat feels it belongs to me</div><div>sthin tat makes me feel homey</div><div>o someone</div><div>wish u were here</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-8554082221883603938?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-66061416782717992962010-04-23T06:01:00.000-07:002010-04-23T06:13:08.554-07:00this is a story of me and him<div>a story of </div><div>love</div><div>ego</div><div>lies</div><div>fights</div><div>a story that</div><div>is at the end?</div><div>is just starting?</div><div>will still be continued?</div><div>am still finding out</div><div>am still waiting</div><div>feels like the end</div><div>yet feels like there's still hope</div><div>or maybe</div><div>my feelings are playing me</div><div>fate is playing me</div><div>despite the fighting</div><div>that sickens me</div><div>that tire me out</div><div>i still would wana be out there</div><div>trying it out</div><div>defending what's left..</div><div>if there's still something left..</div><div>in me..yes</div><div>in you..</div><div>i dunno..</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-6606141678271799296?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-58606933822584527902009-12-28T23:55:00.000-08:002009-12-28T23:58:24.594-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/Szm2d4VVhzI/AAAAAAAAARA/KEeUEEHydW0/s1600-h/DSC03987.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/Szm2d4VVhzI/AAAAAAAAARA/KEeUEEHydW0/s320/DSC03987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420564250971440946" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/Szm2KyibIZI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/tZNNlYP-ga8/s1600-h/DSC03986.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/Szm2KyibIZI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/tZNNlYP-ga8/s320/DSC03986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420563922998206866" border="0" /></a><br />This is my first attempt of making apple scone cake..<br />it looks like a pie, but apparently its a cake..<br />its irish :)))<br />the dough is not pie-like..<br />its scone-like in fact..<br />similar to apple pie, still..<br />it's very tedious to make this..<br />i'm exhausted...<br />the recipe u can find here :<br />http://www.joyofbaking.com/AppleSconeCake.html<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-5860693382258452790?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-70394026561667432782009-12-26T09:46:00.000-08:002009-12-26T09:49:59.583-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svAejOZ6rL8/Sc-M27nudaI/AAAAAAAAC-0/paIvXRetJyg/s400/290320092471r.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svAejOZ6rL8/Sc-M27nudaI/AAAAAAAAC-0/paIvXRetJyg/s400/290320092471r.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Venue : California Pizza Kitchen, KLCC<br /><br />I ate this that day, minus the cherry.. i dun mind though..i hate those kind of cherries..the brownie is just simply heaven..the ice cream is haagen dazs. vanilla of course..not to sweet..and the brownie..is chewy..in a good way..very scrumptious...and the whipped cream..it made my day..may costs somewhat a lot, im not sure..but its worth it...sr cant beat this brownie.. :)))<br />TWO THUMBS UP!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-7039402656166743278?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-13156798485600701862009-12-26T09:41:00.001-08:002009-12-26T09:44:49.014-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bangitout.com/uploads/29inglourious-basterds.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://www.bangitout.com/uploads/29inglourious-basterds.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Hey i don't know about u all..but i think that this movie is just great..an awesome movie..i dunno where i'd heard that someone said that this movie sucks..but i dun think so..u should watch this movie..and there's brad pitt..with the scars, the manly jaw and a very sexy accent..more reasons for u to watch it..especially for girls..and naughty boys..and plain boys..hehe...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-1315679848560070186?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-26128433007582858132009-12-26T09:30:00.001-08:002009-12-26T09:39:38.249-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cspaworkshop.org/joomla/images/stories/edward%20cullen.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 388px;" src="http://www.cspaworkshop.org/joomla/images/stories/edward%20cullen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>edward cullen...my not so first love..he's hot, strong, intelligent, sensitive and loyal..but unfortunately ain't real..too bad...but still...it's nice to fantasize about him at times..there's no wrong in doing that isnt it..and now im caught between this two hotties..edward or john???<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://screenrant.com/wp-content/uploads/public-enemies-johnny-depp.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 570px; height: 567px;" src="http://screenrant.com/wp-content/uploads/public-enemies-johnny-depp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />i've just given a chance to watch this..and yes, it's very awesome..anyone who think this movie sux, think again...the ending may suck, cz there's no happy ending, but it is based on real life..so go figure...and i'm so totally in love with johnny depp who's acting as john diliger..just in this movie..and the astronaut's wife..and whenever depp has short hair..he's just totally hunky..especially in this movie..mind u..he's real..no super powers nor is he a vampire..he's just all human, and the strong, sexy and intelligent one.. *drools* and mostly he's loyal to just one girl..yes, more drools..a hunk and manly and yet loyal and not made up..woah..that's it..maybe he'll just beat edward cullen..! bye bye eddie..i'm moving on with johnny..haha :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-2612843300758285813?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-62038130924358475402009-12-22T05:48:00.000-08:002009-12-22T05:49:23.569-08:00Remember all the things we wanted<br />Now all our memories they're haunted<br />We were always meant to say goodbye<br /><br />Even with our fists held high<br />It never would've worked out right<br />We were never meant for do or die<br /><br />I didn't want us to burn out<br />I didn't come here to hold you, now I can't stop<br /><br />I want you to know that it doesn't matter<br />Where we take this road someone's gotta go<br />And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better<br />But I want you to move on so I'm already gone<br /><br />Looking at you makes it harder<br />But I know that you'll find another<br />That doesn't always make you want to cry<br /><br />Started with a perfect kiss then we could feel the poison set in<br />Perfect couldn't keep this love alive<br />You know that I love you so, I love you enough to let you go<br /><br />I want you to know that it doesn't matter<br />Where we take this road someone's gotta go<br />And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better<br />But I want you to move on so I'm already gone<br /><br />I'm already gone, already gone<br />You can't make it feel right when you know that it's wrong<br />I'm already gone, already gone<br />There's no moving on so I'm already gone<br /><br />Already gone, already gone, already gone<br />Already gone, already gone, already gone, yeah<br /><br />Remember all the things we wanted<br />Now all our memories they're haunted<br />We were always meant to say goodbye<br /><br />I want you to know that it doesn't matter<br />Where we take this road someone's gotta go<br />And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better<br />But I want you to move on so I'm already gone<br /><br />I'm already gone, already gone<br />You can't make it feel right when you know that it's wrong<br />I'm already gone, already gone<br />There's no moving on so I'm already gone<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-6203813092435847540?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-16073667237710918432009-12-22T05:37:00.000-08:002009-12-22T05:46:53.668-08:00recently ive encountered with something familiar yet it still managed to make me depressed..it made me restless..it made me sick...it made me cried hard..and after all the beatings, I still feel the same way..some days i feel fine..like i'm over it..some days it felt like im dying inside..i feel like a walking zombie...Thank God that most of the days i am busy with things..but when I have nothing to do..it came and knock me out of my breath..it ate my soul and left me with nothing..i slept..i ate..i bathe..but it feels like everything is dull and tiring and sickening..i can only wish it would go away and so i told myself to be strong cause i have to make it through and move on..no matter how many times ive gone through it, i realised that the pain still feels like its the first time..there's no other way but to live it through and i believe soon everything will be fine again..and to wait for that moment, ive to take all the beatings and just be strong..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-1607366723771091843?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-13655269424594457132009-12-13T21:03:00.000-08:002009-12-13T21:33:18.422-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/SyXN-s-5NII/AAAAAAAAAQw/wT_XMpBWLz8/s1600-h/IMG_0793.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/SyXN-s-5NII/AAAAAAAAAQw/wT_XMpBWLz8/s320/IMG_0793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414960604093428866" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/SyXKlDnPw6I/AAAAAAAAAQo/7mwnzBbReno/s1600-h/IMG_0800.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/SyXKlDnPw6I/AAAAAAAAAQo/7mwnzBbReno/s320/IMG_0800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414956864956777378" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-1365526942459445713?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-59184376051214992092009-12-11T10:59:00.000-08:002009-12-11T11:02:39.254-08:00i dunno y u have to talk behind my back..<br />saying bad stuff about me..<br />cz seriously..<br />get a life...<br />stop gossiping and creating rumors about me..<br />cz u noe y?<br />its pathetic..<br />and stupid..<br />yes stupid..<br />yes u...<br />and ur stupid big mouth..<br />just stop being a nasty bitch!<br />do us all a favor...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-5918437605121499209?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-28745960107821502022009-12-11T10:48:00.000-08:002009-12-11T10:50:02.787-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/SyKUOH41P7I/AAAAAAAAAQg/HfFlQXNE2Cc/s1600-h/DSC03954.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/SyKUOH41P7I/AAAAAAAAAQg/HfFlQXNE2Cc/s320/DSC03954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414052672409255858" border="0" /></a>Love it very much!! :))<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-2874596010782150202?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-88745929857991269302009-12-11T10:30:00.000-08:002009-12-11T10:48:01.473-08:00It's not about me...It's about someone I saw when i was going home..I saw from far yet he showed so much pain and exhaustion..He was riding an old motorbike..just enough to help him with his everyday life..he stopped at the red light...he was waiting for the light to go green..and he was watching something intensely...I turned around to see what he was looking at with such emotions..I've never thought much about it before...but now I realised how life can be so much cruel-er to those kind of people..he was looking at a this car dealer shop..and the cars that were sold there was mostly toyota vios..and he was looking at it with so much pain that anyone who sees it can feel it too..and I was sad and ashamed how all my life I don't really appreciate what I have..and those kind of people had to work their ass off just to live..and working night and day is never enough for them to buy what they want...maybe even something that they have been wishing for ever since they were young..all they can do is look..i was devastated after seeing him..I feel like how I view the world is changing little by little..and all it took was just a little time and observation..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-8874592985799126930?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-6892579703263242002009-12-05T22:03:00.000-08:002009-12-05T22:11:42.220-08:00<span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span>finally its mine! HOHOHOHOH<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/SxtJrBkJSCI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/U6LqbgCV_9I/s1600-h/DSC03955.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/SxtJrBkJSCI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/U6LqbgCV_9I/s320/DSC03955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412000380719024162" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-689257970326324200?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-3918749086683281192009-11-30T03:15:00.000-08:002009-11-30T03:54:17.691-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn2.ioffer.com/img/item/542/840/36/o_38F-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 433px; height: 580px;" src="http://cdn2.ioffer.com/img/item/542/840/36/o_38F-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>this is beautiful..if only i can wear it..uhuhu<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-391874908668328119?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-8561713386001578162009-11-27T09:14:00.000-08:002009-11-27T09:26:45.194-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.harpersbazaar.com/cm/harpersbazaar/images/fR/high-heels-trends-2-0903-de.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 460px;" src="http://www.harpersbazaar.com/cm/harpersbazaar/images/fR/high-heels-trends-2-0903-de.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>oh my...its beautiful :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.shoeblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/john-galliano-crazy-platform-shoes.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 480px;" src="http://www.shoeblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/john-galliano-crazy-platform-shoes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>something that i would want to buy..but i cant..cz i have giant feet!! :((<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fashionpeach.com/images/gladiator2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 360px;" src="http://www.fashionpeach.com/images/gladiator2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>i'm going to buy this sweet looking heels one day..!! its a promise..just wait my love :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-856171338600157816?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-54210507168067424872009-11-27T09:04:00.000-08:002009-11-27T09:09:05.766-08:00do u know its hard to live?<br />when i see u...<br />do u know this hatred that's building inside of me?<br />this hatred that i feel<br />cz u made me feel like this..<br />cz it's ur fault..<br />i am blaming u..<br />cz u made me dz way..<br />u made me feel this way..<br />u bring me down..<br />do u noe tat?<br />u suck the life out of me..<br />do u noe tat?<br />if i could ever wish for one thing<br />it would be<br />i duwana see you ever again in my life..<br />yea u and ur stupid frens..<br />i duwana see u again..<br />get the hell out of my life<br />and out of my face..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-5421050716806742487?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-14818674848294715462009-11-15T17:21:00.000-08:002009-11-15T17:25:08.805-08:00i was standing in line at halilah<br />got the msg at 8.43am<br />read the msg at8.52<br />class canceled...<br />wtf???<br />y dun u just wait until 9 n den tell me??<br />fuck u!!!<br />n ur fucked up time!<br />whoever got to do with dz..<br />fuck u..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-1481867484829471546?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-73613926413586600452009-10-15T09:49:00.001-07:002009-10-15T09:56:15.287-07:00it's time for you to realize and for me to realize that you meant nothing to me and you can live the way u wanted cz i don't give a damn anymore..its time for you to open your eyes and for me to open my eyes how stupid you are and how to stupid i am..you can bitch about me and i don't care..you can bitch abour me to everyone until everyone hates me and i don't care..cz u know what...you are just as low as that song 'low,low,low' and yes you are a peach..so you think you can ruined my life and steal everything from me?not so fast..i'm glad i can see beneath you..see what kind of a person are you...i'm glad those people can't see the real you cause they're just the same as u..so just bug off from my life..i'm glad you're not a part of it anymore..so long peach!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-7361392641358660045?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-73162244195057884812009-10-15T09:28:00.000-07:002009-10-15T09:41:12.576-07:00life is full of changes and surprises..<br />some can be good for you and some can be quite bad..<br />some can bring you happiness..<br />while some can bring you depression...<br />and there are friends who will stick by you no matter what..others may fled when you're in some kind of trouble, while the others stick by your side..the ones that put up with you and your tears are the one you should cherish, while the ones that are gone the minute you are sad are the ones you should be careful with..it's not as easy as it sounds...finding that one person that you can trust the most and won't let you down are hard..it seems like wherever you go the ones you make friends with are the ones that well, untrue..left you whenever you need them the most or left you when they found a better 'friend'..i could say lucky them..they'll have the best things in life then..bur for those who were left alone in the midst of trouble, what should they do?what's left of the world for them??what would you do if you were in their place?i say move on and forget those who forgets you cause you're only wasting your time...friends are everywhere and the truest of them are hidden somewhere beneath those fake diamonds...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-7316224419505788481?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-36244641303295500342009-10-06T10:21:00.000-07:002009-10-06T10:30:42.090-07:00i want to be childish now..<br /><br />i hate u n i hate u<br />reli2 hate u<br />y cant u see<br />what's happening<br />dont u remember<br />how was it<br />before w came<br />w takes everything away<br />just cz w has everything<br />dont u c how w looks at i<br />dont u c how rude w is<br />u cant see<br />u cant see<br />y cant u see<br />u noe w<br />but u dun reli get it<br />ur blinded<br />cz w has everything dat i dun<br />n so u were blinded<br />n ur still r<br />not caring for i<br />cz ur too bz having fun with w<br />cz w has everyhting<br />w treats u fine<br />but treats i like shit<br />espc now<br />but u dunno dun u<br />cz u love w so much<br />u dun care how i love u<br />u just cared for w<br />n not care what we have<br />n what we had<br />cz w is the best<br />n i is only shite<br />dat has only shite<br />not like w<br />has everything<br />n w is peachy<br />like a peach<br />n ur blind<br />n ignorant<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-3624464130329550034?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-83553644198229411152009-10-06T10:05:00.001-07:002009-10-06T10:20:38.013-07:00it started with a mistake..<br />and ends up with an unending feuds..<br />talking behind each other's back..<br />stalking..maybe...<br />it's really a shame..<br />said our sorries...<br />regretted it..period...<br />and no feedbacks..<br />maybe sthing like 'aww,it's okay..i'm sad..we're sad..but we're going to make it tru n make dz work..i undrstand u guys'<br />sthin like tat...<br />but it never came up...<br />just not looking at each other..<br />pretending to be happy..<br />but deep down..<br />it's like a whirl pool of fucked up feelings..<br />did our part..<br />n now it's a dead end..<br />can't do anything nor turn back time..<br />not the best decision i've made so far i can say honestly..<br />not proud of it..<br />but guess it doesn't mean anything...<br />no one seems to take into account of what it feels like..<br />watching from far..<br />u've got everything now..<br />but i am left with nothing..<br />it's childish..<br />getting worked up over sthin like this..<br />still have a chance to preserve what's left..<br />but seems like ur too happy with where u r rite now..<br />remember how long we have been..<br />can still be fix..<br />but i can't see the future, can i?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-8355364419822941115?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-4816804991563240462009-09-24T11:11:00.000-07:002009-09-24T11:13:25.666-07:00Dreamed I was in a desert, without any luck<br />Storm-grey clouds, hovering above<br />Silence all around me, I was wandering alone<br />And I realised, there is nothing, anyone can really own<br /><br />And I wished for guidance, and I wished for peace<br />I could see the lightning; somewhere in the east<br />And I wish for affection, and I wish for calm<br />As I lay there<br />Nervous in the light of dawn<br />As I lay there<br />Nervous in the light of dawn<br /><br />It's hard to change, and it's hard to lose<br />It takes years for us, to be made smooth<br />You can use up our love, yeah, precious energy<br />To be tossed like a shell, from the hungry seas<br /><br />And I wished for guidance, and I wished for peace<br />I could see the lightning; somewhere in the east<br />And I wished for affection, and I wished for calm<br />As I lay there<br />Nervous in the light of dawn<br />As I lay there<br />Nervous in the light of dawn<br /><br />Hold me, in your arms, until I fall asleep<br />I'm so tired....<br />Hold me...<br /><br />And I wished for guidance, and I wished for peace<br />I could see the lightning; somewhere in the east<br />And I wished for affection, and I wished for calm<br />As I lay there<br />Nervous in the light of dawn<br />As I lay there<br />Nervous in the light of dawn<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-481680499156324046?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-35963082335095178022009-09-23T07:08:00.000-07:002009-09-23T07:16:43.807-07:00all i need is a chance..<br />y can't i have those chances that they got?<br />what makes me so different from them?<br />i too have a brain..<br />i too have a nose and eyes and mouth..<br />my hair is as black as them..<br />but y can't i have those chances?<br />i wonder now why...<br />i told myself..<br />create or find an opportunity..<br />but where do i begin..<br />where do i find those unfamiliar path<br />that i could take..<br />who would help me..<br />who would gave me the chance..<br />to take the path that<br />they have been chosen for..<br />i too want that..<br />ever since...<br />well,<br />as long as i can remember<br />but i can only watch<br />those people go back and forth<br />while i am still here<br />waiting<br />for a chance<br />hoping<br />to be given a chance<br />they already made a difference<br />in their life<br />they already tasted the differences<br />but i am still here<br />bot going anywhere<br />not doing anything<br />maybe<br />just maybe<br />i am not good enough<br />there's all to it<br />the reason<br />why i am hoping<br />and not moving...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-3596308233509517802?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-70956519939724937542009-08-28T04:10:00.000-07:002009-08-28T04:22:02.245-07:00everyone's going back to hometown cz of the one extra day of hols..<br />merdeka...*sigh*<br />thank God wiwie's here..<br />if not ill be alone doing shite..<br />today's class was crappy..<br />i did my work..did my research..gave it to them..<br />n that lecturer thought me n wiwie did nothing..<br />gave us that look of disappointment and accusation..<br />n i was going to present..<br />but pia said no need...she n chomey will present..<br />n now that LECTURER think we did nothing..<br />annoyed~!!!<br />huh huh huh huh huh!!!!<br />and wtf im going to do dz weekend!!<br />huh huh huh huh huh!!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-7095651993972493754?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-77437850750590429622009-07-22T02:05:00.000-07:002009-07-22T02:09:21.138-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/SmbW3mGnMdI/AAAAAAAAAPo/gZtkdHlS9ug/s1600-h/DSC03747.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/SmbW3mGnMdI/AAAAAAAAAPo/gZtkdHlS9ug/s320/DSC03747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361208657040585170" border="0" /></a>Supposed to be the highlight of my birthday...but cannot go :((( so din go...stayed home..<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/SmbW3QRFfzI/AAAAAAAAAPg/GnnGqhs8ouw/s1600-h/DSC03745.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/SmbW3QRFfzI/AAAAAAAAAPg/GnnGqhs8ouw/s320/DSC03745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361208651178934066" border="0" /></a><br />The cupcake...yummy!!! thanks Sanah, syu , wiwie, pia :)))))<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-7743785075059042962?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-47573948795641870902009-07-19T13:26:00.000-07:002009-07-19T13:34:56.641-07:00Wanted to put pictures of a very awesome cupcake that sanah belanja me...<br />heee heeee :))<br />i was near to tears wen they gave me the cupcake..<br />thank u so much u guys!!!<br />i love u sooo much !!!!!<br />my sucky birthday turns out to be great after all<br />even if its late<br />but still<br />i am damn happy :))<br />but now my phone is soo annoying...<br />suddenly went off while trying to transfer the pic!<br />haihhhhhhhhhhh!!!!<br />stupid phone doesnt want to cooperate..<br />haiihh!!!<br />nevermind..<br />later i will upload the gorgeous scrumptious looking pic..<br />or maybe after exam<br />:)))))<br />heeeheeeheee<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-4757394879564187090?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-53663547656332863892009-07-18T06:38:00.000-07:002009-07-18T06:40:48.347-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/SmHQkkMnCkI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Hb-aqMQDpM8/s1600-h/DSC03742.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/SmHQkkMnCkI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Hb-aqMQDpM8/s320/DSC03742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359794358158035522" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/SmHQkZJ6Y_I/AAAAAAAAAPI/OVAOYiMuoig/s1600-h/DSC03741.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/SmHQkZJ6Y_I/AAAAAAAAAPI/OVAOYiMuoig/s320/DSC03741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359794355193930738" border="0" /></a><br />finally, after few days..i've finally gotten my birthday cake..<br />thank u mama,papa,amin n boy !!<br />:)))))))))<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-5366354765633286389?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-31980937912368998592009-07-16T22:59:00.000-07:002009-07-16T23:02:58.927-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.electricguitarsuk.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/johnny-brook-1-2-size-classical-guitar-natural.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 1867px;" src="http://www.electricguitarsuk.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/johnny-brook-1-2-size-classical-guitar-natural.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />wohooo!!! i'm a rocker chic..hahahah!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-3198093791236899859?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-34589984035131946352009-07-16T22:39:00.000-07:002009-07-16T22:48:52.141-07:00I know what i did wrong.<br />but I don't think it's that wrong after all<br />until i deserve this kind of punishment..<br />it was a very special day for me..<br />i was actually hoping it would be one of those days that i'd be hoping for..<br />my first time celebrating it in a 'special' place..<br />but I was dead wrong..<br />I was left alone..<br />in the dark..<br />waiting for 12 o'clock to strike..<br />waiting for a miracle..<br />or waiting for my 'frens'..<br />but none of them came..<br />it was true..<br />they're celebrating our birthday somewhere without us..<br />and there I was alone..<br />worst birthday i ever had....<br />i'm not going to expect anything from them anymore..<br />no one deserved to be alone on their birthdays..<br />that was too much..<br />friends..<br />i'm starting to wonder what it is actually..<br />and they say i ditched them..<br />what nonsense..<br />if i did i won't be near them at all..<br />and i don't appreciate them?<br />wtf??<br />only God knows how much i love and appreciate them..<br />but this is what frens are for...<br />but thanks to Chomey..<br />gave me a slice of cake..<br />after all seem to be doomed..<br />I am still lucky after all..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-3458998403513194635?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-40030141422777104172009-07-11T11:32:00.000-07:002009-07-11T12:49:00.845-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jacktv.com.ph/images/that70show.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 309px;" src="http://www.jacktv.com.ph/images/that70show.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tvfanatic.com/images/gallery/bones-stars.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 446px;" src="http://www.tvfanatic.com/images/gallery/bones-stars.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://watch-beverly-hills-90210.com/wp-content/uploads/image/90210_cast_1024.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 463px; height: 768px;" src="http://watch-beverly-hills-90210.com/wp-content/uploads/image/90210_cast_1024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://student.plattsburgh.edu/mfull001/gossip-girl.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 434px; height: 484px;" src="http://student.plattsburgh.edu/mfull001/gossip-girl.png" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://turimusic.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/image/how_i_met_your_mother_s1_box222.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 495px;" src="http://turimusic.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/image/how_i_met_your_mother_s1_box222.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />when will i finally be able to collect all these?????<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-4003014142277710417?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-39849128168128589772009-07-11T11:08:00.000-07:002009-07-11T11:19:57.346-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://designholeonline.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/evelyns-purse-cake-717341.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 500px;" src="http://designholeonline.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/evelyns-purse-cake-717341.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>A CAKE that looks like this...hahahah..as if will get!!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://techhook.com/img/Toshiba_hard_disk_drive_.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 450px;" src="http://techhook.com/img/Toshiba_hard_disk_drive_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>HARD DRIVE...maybe can get it by myself..one day..<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mobilegazette.com/handsets/apple/apple-iphone-3g/apple-iphone-3g-black.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 567px; height: 443px;" src="http://www.mobilegazette.com/handsets/apple/apple-iphone-3g/apple-iphone-3g-black.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>IPHONE 3G that costs almost 2k sthin i think..sooo not gona get it anyway..<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cooleye.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/apple-ipod-touch.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 499px;" src="http://cooleye.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/apple-ipod-touch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>IPOD TOUCH that costs about 1k sthin...die lah..never will get..<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/SljV93p8ZoI/AAAAAAAAAPA/_Edjy4clhI0/s1600-h/ds.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/SljV93p8ZoI/AAAAAAAAAPA/_Edjy4clhI0/s320/ds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357267015645816450" border="0" /></a>NINTENDO DS LITE that costs rm700...possible but don't think so..<br /><br />So that's all that I want for my birthday i guess..which i will never get..most of it..hahaha...<br />and somehow i wished that no one will remember my birthday cz i can cry over it..<br />I Am CRAZY!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-3984912816812858977?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-51392145952464314652009-06-25T10:31:00.000-07:002009-06-25T10:44:37.944-07:00the dark starts to creeps in bringing along a feeling of loneliness..<br />a feeling that i would never wish anyone to feel..<br />im staring into the emptiness<br />wishing that things can go like the way it used to be<br />my words arent strong enough i realised<br />can't seem to make it go through anyone<br />i can only bite my tongue from saying anything<br />cz that's how i act when pain starts to touch my heart<br />i become speechless<br />not knowing what to say or think<br />this pain caught up till its hurting my throat<br />i tried swallowing my tears<br />but those words<br />were too strong<br />i tried to be strong<br />but i failed<br />i was never strong to begin with<br />words have always find its way to hurt me<br />no matter how deep the wall i built<br />to protect me<br />how to verbalize my feelings anymore<br />i do not know<br />it seems that my lying has caught up with me<br />i say the truth<br />but they can only hear lies<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-5139214595246431465?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-57723138975550705732009-06-23T21:58:00.000-07:002009-06-23T22:16:05.754-07:00<span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">it seems unfair how writers put my mind in an unconscious state of fantasy..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">its how they create a character that is perfect..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">makes me addicted to sthin that is utterly unreal..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">like at this moment..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">i am addicted to edward..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">a character in Twilight..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">the image of robert pattinson does stuck in my head now and then..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">but i rather not think about him because i want to use my own imagination when im fantasizing about edward..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">i cant seem to put together words on how to describe edward..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">he is almost perfect..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">apart from being a vampire,immortal,gorgeous and well built,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">he also is in love..the truestest love;mind you..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">it's how stephanie meyer writes about him..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">how he protects bella..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">how he loves bella..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">it is totally unreal in reality,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">but i would like to escape from reality and be in the book of when true love is told...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">edward..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">he's hot tempered but manage to keep his cool when he's with bella..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">he's strong enough to protect bella from any other danger</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">and he's overprotective too..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">seems like a negative thing..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">but its what makes my heart flutters when i read it..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">not to mentioned,he smell good most of the time..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">even his breath..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">there's so many things that make Edward Cullen so irrevocably delicious..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">and the fact that im reading about the love between a vampire and a human makes it all more interesting..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">i only hope i can be in this fantasy forever..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">burying my head in these series...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">i just need to buy another one series..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">to complete my collection..</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-5772313897555070573?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-13142692382566052942009-06-22T06:13:00.000-07:002009-06-22T06:20:34.402-07:00ive been reading twilight the saga collection thingy for the past few days..<br />have been so caught up in their world that i am very reluctant to come back to reality..<br />who wouldnt enjoy some time being in the world where u can be loved n love vampires..<br />when i read the second book..<br />i found out that edward left bella..<br />n i cried reading it..<br />reminds me of sthin..<br />n edward reminds me of someone..<br />no wonder i cant let go of the book..<br />hahaha..<br />n now he still hasnt showed up..<br />only jacob n jacob n jacob..<br />no sweet glorious model like edward..<br />i miss him..<br />not edward..<br />tat sumone he reminds me of..<br />tomoro goin bek to hell..<br />7 hours of sitting n unknown environment..<br />everythin will turn out good i hope..<br />n i gonna continue reading new moon..<br />wana finish all..<br />cz they haunt me!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-1314269238256605294?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-52677791906633523252009-06-08T11:00:00.000-07:002009-06-08T11:25:43.451-07:00blogging..<br />what am i blogging for..<br />it seems that ive forgotten the reason for why i started this so-called hobby of mine..<br />what were my intentions?<br />and life..<br />what is the purpose of of life..<br />what am i living for..<br />ive been too caught up with this world..<br />ive managed to ignore my real duties of this world..<br />instead i dwell and linger in this fake world..<br />a world of nothingness..<br />i have sinned..<br />so much sins that even i can't forgive myself..<br />i hate myself..<br />im actually sick of myself..<br />forgive me myself..<br />ive forgotten what I was once..<br />what i have become..<br />i dont know me anymore..<br />what is this change?<br />is it good or it only brings me sorrow..<br />where should I go now..<br />i am confused and dazed..<br />i need guidance..<br />i need a slap in the face..<br />i cannot stay here forever..<br />i should be moving on..<br />into the path of serenity and truth..<br />I am sorry for becoming into what i am today..<br />I could only wish things would change into the way it was before..<br />but I am only a human..<br />making mistakes..<br />making sins...<br />what should i do..<br />what should i do..<br />Dear God..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-5267779190663352325?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-82266592750333549792009-05-31T10:06:00.000-07:002009-05-31T10:22:00.893-07:00i am bored..and tired...<br />and dunno wut to do..<br />wiwie still aint here..comin back tomoro i tink lah..<br />sanah is in ganu and chomey obviously...<br />home lah..<br />wer wud she wana spend time in unihell..<br />aiyak..<br />so lucky la her..house so close..<br />mine so far..<br />y oh y penang have to be so far..<br />y oh y ks have to be so empty...<br />and hot..and humid..<br />my ketiak all basah everytime went there..<br />now got syu and pia only..<br />in their own room..on9-ing..<br />me in my new room..<br />i miss my old room!!<br />this house..<br />aiyak..<br />BANJIR!!!<br />org cuci baju pon banjir...<br />hujan turun pon banjir..<br />the good thing is its on the 1st floor..<br />and cockroaches..<br />everywhere..<br />anytime oso can come and fly and scare the shit outta me...<br />and they leave their shit everywhere...<br />aiyak..<br />aiyak..<br />i feel somewhat hungry now..<br />but no mood to eat..<br />nowadays no mood to eat d..<br />dunno why lah...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-8226659275033354979?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-73403110219989432202009-05-22T10:06:00.000-07:002009-05-22T10:12:56.242-07:00<span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /><br /><br /></span>My chicken stuffed with tomato..supposed to be stuffed with cheese and ham but got none of those..haaahaaaaa...wana make more! easy n yummy!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/ShbcbZvOz7I/AAAAAAAAALg/W3vUXafgW_8/s1600-h/DSC03635.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/ShbcbZvOz7I/AAAAAAAAALg/W3vUXafgW_8/s320/DSC03635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338696771617869746" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/ShbcuVNJ9iI/AAAAAAAAALo/RQ2ALicDX18/s1600-h/DSC03636.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/ShbcuVNJ9iI/AAAAAAAAALo/RQ2ALicDX18/s320/DSC03636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338697096818718242" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-7340311021998943220?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-43558057093468041822009-05-19T07:29:00.000-07:002009-05-19T07:54:14.967-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);">What I made throughout the hols...</span><br /><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/ShLD7EKx87I/AAAAAAAAAK4/CWd52M8znKs/s1600-h/DSC03611.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/ShLD7EKx87I/AAAAAAAAAK4/CWd52M8znKs/s320/DSC03611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337543927886115762" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />My 1st and very own <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Apple Pie</span><br /><br />Doesn't look like the traditional apple pie but what the heck..it's supposed to be swedish kind of pie i guess..I'm having trouble with making the crust though..yet to be mastered!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/ShLFkXqCRMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/xbs1mSGxqjA/s1600-h/DSC03613.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/ShLFkXqCRMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/xbs1mSGxqjA/s320/DSC03613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337545737003746498" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/ShLDILQMu9I/AAAAAAAAAKw/aRSY2M4lP6M/s1600-h/DSC03609.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/ShLDILQMu9I/AAAAAAAAAKw/aRSY2M4lP6M/s320/DSC03609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337543053614562258" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Apples and Ice-cream</span><br /><br />This is for dessert :D<br /><br />Watched this at Surreal Gourmet..<br />Looks easy enuf to do..so I did it..<br />Easy n yummy :))<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/ShLGKqGgw7I/AAAAAAAAALY/lUgoS_z_2fw/s1600-h/DSC03627.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/ShLGKqGgw7I/AAAAAAAAALY/lUgoS_z_2fw/s320/DSC03627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337546394790052786" border="0" /></a><br />My <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">Lemon Meringue Pie</span><br /><br />The crust was a bit liat..x jadi..haahaa<br /><br />But the lemon filling and the meringue was actually good..<br /><br />A job well done ayi..haaahaa :D<br /><br />and i do not have a pie plate..so that's why it's in a bowl..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-4355805709346804182?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-18401805923331843942009-05-14T10:11:00.000-07:002009-05-14T10:24:59.545-07:00i am in the dark<br />i am alone and lonely<br />i am crying<br />i am in pain<br />y can't u see me now<br />y can't u understand me anymore<br />y can't u feel what i feel<br />see me for who i am<br />instead of someone you made up in your mind<br />accept me for who i am<br />instead of turning me into something im not<br />understand my pain<br />tell me u understand<br />instead of throwing me harsh words<br />instead of denying me<br />instead of throwing me away from ur life<br />tell me<br />what has changed<br />is it ur feelings<br />is it the way u see me<br />does my love for u makes u sick<br />do i bring strain to ur shoulders<br />do i bring strain to ur eyes<br />am i no more your eveything<br />am i just nothing more than an excess baggage to u now<br />tell me<br />tell me u fell out of love<br />tell me u fell in love with someone new<br />tell me i am only bothering<br />break what has left of me<br />break my broken heart<br />again and again<br />until u can get rid of me<br />until u can finally make me understand<br />that u don't need me anymore<br />i then shall<br />walk away from u<br />slowly but steadily<br />u won't see me anymore<br />even if i am in front of u<br />u won't hear me anymore<br />even if my voice passes u by<br />i have perish from ur life<br />when that happens<br />i will walk out from ur life<br />ur life of new found happiness<br />but when u need me<br />i shall be there<br />just say the words<br />i am there for u<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-1840180592333184394?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-58733766882472122822009-05-13T08:45:00.001-07:002009-05-13T08:50:39.801-07:00<span style="font-weight: bold;">GRILLED SALMON AND TOMATOES AND BASIL SAUCE</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/Sgrr4f02RNI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qLbt78eVAvA/s1600-h/DSC03608.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/Sgrr4f02RNI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qLbt78eVAvA/s320/DSC03608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335336064422134994" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/SgrrcaOQBsI/AAAAAAAAAKg/yOb-Kz9d2KE/s1600-h/DSC03607.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLXPoGrO_HE/SgrrcaOQBsI/AAAAAAAAAKg/yOb-Kz9d2KE/s320/DSC03607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335335581881730754" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />I love cooking..wee~<br />much more pics to come throughout the hols...<br />yeah yeah yeah!!<br />wish can bake cookies and cake though..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-5873376688247212282?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-39846204207978941072009-05-12T04:58:00.000-07:002009-05-12T05:10:13.342-07:00it's been another tuff time for me eventho been tru it soo many times..yet still gets me like fucked up each time..<br />here goes to all<br />the lies u told me..<br />the love i believed u had for me..<br />the promises u made me..<br />the drunken vows u made me..<br />the crappy lectures u gave me..<br />the things u said to me..<br />the heartache u gave me..<br />the hopes and the faiths u've let down..<br />the disappointment u gave me..<br /><br />i'm saying my goodbyes and i'll be going on..<br />hopefully..<br />i can't stay and watch u move on..<br />i can't stay and watch u fall in love with someone else..<br />i can't stay and watch u touch somebody else...<br />i am not strong enough for this..<br />i am not brave enough..<br />i can only pray that ull come back<br />but i know it will never happen..<br />what am i supposed to do..<br />now that u left me all alone..<br />when i need u the most..<br />u seem to not care anymore..<br />u can only seem to utter<br />be a friend o nothin..<br />what am i supposed to do<br />when i thought i know someone so well<br />then only finding out that i have no idea who he is actually<br />were u really there?<br />was ur love real?<br />or maybe it's just an act..<br />well u can rest now<br />im gone from ur life..<br />no more acts..<br />no more make believes..<br />just u and ur world..<br />thank u for everything..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-3984620420797894107?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-25471420670484575952009-05-10T14:48:00.000-07:002009-05-10T14:55:14.677-07:00i am speechless<br />i am daze<br />i am confuse<br />finally<br />thanks for breaking me<br />again and again<br />i can't verbalize<br />my feelings<br />i have become numb<br />my heart is empty<br />my feelings<br />are gone<br />i am not sad<br />i am not happy<br />i cannot be<br />where will it go<br />the things i'm feeling<br />it won't bring me anywhere<br />no matter<br />how hard i tried<br />falling again and again<br />standing up<br />believing in hopes and faith<br />i realised<br />finally<br />it wouldn't bring me anywhere<br />kept bringing me down<br />i am at my lowest<br />now<br />my love<br />my faith<br />my hopes<br />are shattered once again<br />and don't want it<br />to be okay again<br />i am okay now<br />being like this<br />numb and empty<br />tears<br />no longer accompany me<br />heartache<br />no longer standing by me<br />it's just me<br />numb<br />empty<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-2547142067048457595?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-60846455276641059412009-04-29T12:30:00.001-07:002009-04-29T12:42:02.493-07:00he said plz..<br />n he said la..<br />plz la k he said..<br />sounded very rude somehow..<br />plz wut?<br />plz stop all these nonsense?<br />plz stop being foolish?<br />plz wut??<br />u would know..<br />u should know..<br />what it feels like..<br />but do u know?<br />do u reli care?<br />u said ur alwiz there..<br />but ur not here now..<br />when i needed u the most..<br />what am i supposed to say..<br />what am i supposed to do..<br />i can't bear it right now<br />all seems too hard..<br />all seems to painful<br />to deal with..<br />yes yes<br />i have to..<br />i must..<br />i should..<br />please la..<br />yes yes..<br />i know..<br />thank u..<br />i will..<br />don't worry..<br />u just live ur life..<br />no worries..<br />won't say nonsense to u again..<br />no use..<br />i wont listen..<br />u wont understand..<br />that's the end..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-6084645527664105941?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-54055343163917478932009-04-20T10:54:00.000-07:002009-04-20T11:04:27.510-07:00i dunno wut im supposed to say..<br />it feels like i cant talk to anyone..<br />even if i do<br />im afraid ill bore them..<br />dear Allah<br />please give me strength..<br />i've been through this soo many times..<br />yet each time..<br />it wounds me soo deep..<br />there's nothing I can do..<br />maybe this is my destiny..<br />a life with no hopes or miracles..<br />i gave it a chance..<br />n yet all it can do is give me hurt..<br />i now ill be better..<br />but i want to be better now..<br />i duwana waste my time reminiscing on memories..<br />what can i do..<br />i can't get it back no matter what..<br />i can't do anything..<br />but cry tears of pain..<br />and stood silently<br />watching u walked away..<br />slowly and getting farther..<br />y must it be like this..<br />y can't i prove that i am worth something..<br />something that someone wouldn't let go no matter what..<br />and yet i failed again and again..<br />i'm not worth a thing..,<br />just a low life creature..<br />ppl take and throw it away..<br />no matter how much i begged..<br />i'd still be thrown away..<br />thank u..<br />i realise what i am finally...<br />thank u..<br />for not letting me forget<br />how cruel the world is..<br />thank u..<br />for giving me fake hopes..<br />thank u..<br />for everything..<br />i shall remember from time to time..<br />from experience to experience..<br />that I am worth nothing..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-5405534316391747893?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-77679644161840706482009-04-19T09:04:00.000-07:002009-04-19T09:06:22.751-07:00<strong>White Horse lyrics</strong><br /><small><b>Songwriters:</b> Rose, Liz; Swift, Taylor Alison;</small> <br /><br />Say you're sorry, that face of an angel<br />Comes out just when you need it to<br />As I paced back and forth all this time<br />Cause I honestly believed in you<br /><br />Holding on, the days drag on<br />Stupid girl, I should have known<br />I should have known<br /><br />I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale<br />I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet<br />Lead her up the stairwell<br /><br />This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town<br />I was a dreamer before you went and let me down<br />Now it's too late for you and your white horse, to come around<br /><br />Baby I was naive, got lost in your eyes<br />And never really had a chance<br />I had so many dreams about you and me<br />Happy endings, now I know<br /><br />I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale<br />I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet<br />Lead her up the stairwell<br /><br />This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town<br />I was a dreamer before you went and let me down<br />Now it's too late for you and your white horse, to come around<br /><br />And there you are on your knees<br />Begging for forgiveness, begging for me<br />Just like I always wanted but I'm so sorry<br /><br />Cause I'm not your princess, this ain't a fairytale<br />I'm gonna find someone someday who might actually treat me well<br />This is a big world, that was a small town<br />There in my rearview mirror disappearing now<br /><br />And its too late for you and your white horse<br />Now its too late for you and your white horse, to catch me now<br /><br />Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa<br />Try and catch me now<br />Oh, it's too late to catch me now<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-7767964416184070648?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-52962978354183354982009-04-19T08:58:00.000-07:002009-04-19T09:03:30.693-07:00i hate talking to u..<br />it rips me apart..<br />i hate listening to ur talks..<br />dun u noe it breaks my heart..<br />i hate reading ur msgs..<br />it's killing me..<br />i'm going to hate seeing u...<br />i'm going to hate walking with u..<br />i'm going to hate talking to u..<br />i'm going to hate jz by listening to ur voice..<br />i hate how u looked at me..<br />n im going to hate even more if u dare to look my way again..<br />i'm going to hate seeing ur hands..<br />i'm going to hate seeing ur lips..<br />i'm going to hate seeing ur hair..<br />it's because<br />ur not mine anymore<br />and no matter how hard ill try..<br />ull still be someone else's...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-5296297835418335498?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-70433394578915073142009-04-14T03:06:00.000-07:002009-04-14T03:18:39.344-07:00<span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">One word!!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">PAINTBALL!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">i'm in love with this game..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">i'm addicted to this game..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">the pain you have to go thru is soo worth it!!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">i got to played paintball last sunday..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">and i was damn scared at first..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">afraid of getting killed before having the chance to kill someone..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">but on my 1st game..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">i killed someone and managed to stay alive..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">as the game goes on..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">i was not so lucky..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">i was killed..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">gettin hit at the mask and marker..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">so i wasnt able to show a proof of me gettin hit by a pellet..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">and they said it hurts..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">some of them..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">lucky them..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">getting hit and having bruises all over..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">but me??</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">nada..nil..zero..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">the most glorious..!!victorious!! moment was when I..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">myself..me..mua..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">managed to capture the flag at my last game..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">it was sooo freaking SWEET!!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">nothing could ever beat that feeling..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">U'll be scared at 1st..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">but u will get addicted after that..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">a game that is quite costly..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">but it's a game for all types of ppl..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">there's only luck and a good strategy..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">and money..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">but i played with my uni's club..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">so it's quite cheap than playing outside..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">but still...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">everything is worth it..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">the mud i had to crawl in..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">the muscle crams i have till now..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">my slacks that's all muddy and wet..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">the sunburn i got..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">it's worth it..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">not regretting anything,,</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">you should try paintball..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">it's AWESOME!! </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-7043339457891507314?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-90172013004580816652009-04-11T09:12:00.000-07:002009-04-11T09:21:34.977-07:00i've never thought in my childhood years that<br />love can be so painful..<br />love can never promise u a bright or better future..<br />in all my 19 yrs of finding love..<br />all came to a great devastating end..<br />no matter how i've found a love that seems to love me back..<br />it never promises me it'll stay there..<br />there's only a rather dark future<br />as i see it now..<br />maybe my way is wrong..<br />i came to realise..<br />maybe i should stop finding true love..<br />cz the love i've been looking for<br />is always with me..<br />Allah's love..<br />i want to feel that again..<br />i've been losing that love<br />all this while<br />i was finding a love that<br />never has a happy ending<br />and yet<br />the true love<br />that promises me the truest love<br />of them all<br />is with me..<br />i just need to strengthen it again..<br />but as im losing the other love<br />it feels like the world has turn its back on me<br />i can only wish that<br />things will be better<br />Dear Allah<br />please give me strength to go through this<br />i don't think I can take it anymore..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-9017201300458081665?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-16486029632805182542009-04-10T02:17:00.000-07:002009-04-10T02:32:26.209-07:00<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">feel like blogging..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">so im blogging..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">since the wireless connection is freaking sweeet...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">so i'm taking this chance..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">suppose to be doing my MANDARIN journal..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">but have stopped long long time ago..!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">so when i looked at it..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">i got BLUR..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">not that it's unusual..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">i'm blur 24/7 man..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">not to mention..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">apek haven't replied my messages yet..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">feel like kicking him in his NUTS!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">fatap la weyh!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">u ignoring me huh??</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">see la..see la..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">ull pay for it..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">make me worried like fatap..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">n not to mention the things u said last nite..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">make me fatap-ier..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">jage u wei.!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">not answering my calls..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">make me so sad la!!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">not again..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">not again..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">apek u r so DEAD wen u finally concious-kan urself..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">stop PENGSAN-ing alredi!!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">n im hungry for smething fatty2..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">i oder burger td with wiwie..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">the biggest one of them all..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">hahahahahaha..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">my tummy all big now..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">n its gona get bigger..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">oi!!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">assignment..paintball...finals..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">im soooo dead!!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">should be doing my assignments now!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">not ENUF time i tell u..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">too lazy..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">sanah and syu gone training for futsal..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">chomey blk..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">wiwie bz with her lappy..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">oi oi oi oi oi oi oi</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">i feel lost n blur..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">shud cont sleeping till cannot wake up anymore..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">n i so totally not looking forward for tomoro..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">stupid paintball tournament..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">i dun even noe y i join the freaking club,,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">shud take sthin easier..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">like ishpal one took..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">n the 'A' is THERE>>!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">no need to psg bunker all..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">no need to shoot ppl..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">no need to get shot..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">oi!!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">n im sorry for calling 'her' juggernaut the soul-sucking dementor..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">so gonna flunk my paper..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">oi oi oi oi oi oi</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">but siriously..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">she gave me goosebumps last nite..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">till the end of the class..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">n apek tot he gave the goosebumps..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">but SOOOO not him dz time..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">it's a freaking her..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">oi oi oi oi oi..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">im so messed up..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">can't wait TO GO HOME!!!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">home home home..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">mama papa..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">miss u sooo much..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">i hate finals!!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">damn damn damn damn..!!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">im so not gona make it dz sem..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">tu la..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">play play no work make me loser loser!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">see see..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">even grammar all vey wrong..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">oi oi oi oi..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">still want to mengadu until my finger lebam2..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">dun care..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">but my conscience is killing me..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">NEED TO FIN MY ESAIMENS ALL!!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">monday have to hantar..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">sat n sun will be busy with paintball..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">sooo not good..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">dead dead dead dead I am..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">wish i was a jedi..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">hahahahahaahh!!!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">ROGER AND OUT!!!!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-1648602963280518254?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-49519666407623128462009-03-29T15:48:00.000-07:002009-03-29T15:58:32.606-07:00<span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">I stared..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">i looked..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">i touched..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">i sat still..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">a smile paints my face..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">a teardrop fell..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">slowly..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">caressing my face..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">gently..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">quietly..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">fades away..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">leaving a trail of unseen pain..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">they laughed..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">i thought..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">why?</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">was i wrong?</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">was it my mistake?</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">they smiled..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">thousands..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">of knives stabbed me..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">tears falling..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">my cheeks wet..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">i fell down..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">is this the end?</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">i waited..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">silently..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">i was empty..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">the pain..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">slowly..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">went away..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">a hand..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">touches me..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">giving me strength..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">i stood up..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">and walked away..</span><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-4951966640762312846?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-83987121216154554282009-03-29T15:33:00.000-07:002009-03-29T15:39:41.427-07:00<span style="font-weight:bold;">I value my friendships with my friends a lot..</span><br />i'll try my best to keep the friendship..<br />but if things go wrong, i might regret it or i might just don't give a damn..<br />if it's my fault then yes i do regret it..<br />but if it's not, then i don't.<br />you can talk crap behind me or in front me all you want..<br />you can say nasty things and spread whatever it is you want to..<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">i don't give a damn anymore..</span><br />i respected you but now i've lost my respect for you..<br />i'm sorry for whatever i did to you in the past,<br />intentionally or unintentionally..<br />but u've shown me your true colours..<br />and i just couldn't care anymore..<br />and the things i did at the start was not on purpose..<br />my world doesn't revolves around how to humiliate a friend.<br />i actually have better things to do..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-8398712121615455428?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-39967786085881443992009-03-28T13:14:00.000-07:002009-03-28T13:20:24.972-07:00Apakah nama blog kamu sekarang dan kenapa kamu memilih nama itu?<br /><br />pimples, bum and intergalactic moose..sbb suke name die...kinda interesting..<br /><br />Apakah link blog kamu sekarang dan bagaimana boleh timbul idea untuk menamakannya seperti itu<br /><br />redredpeanut.blogspot.com...sbb saye adelah seorang kacang dan saya suke warne merah!<br /><br />Kenapa kamu berblog?<br /><br />sbb nk memantapkan penulisan sy..hahaha..i love writing!<br /><br />Apakah method penulisan dalam blog kamu?<br /><br />tatau!!<br /><br />Antara rupa dan isi blog, yang mana lebih kamu utamakan?<br /><br />isi...sy mahukan kelainan..masih berusaha utk melakukannya!<br /><br />Adakah kamu meletak widget lagu di dalam blog kamu? Kenapa kamu memilih lagu tersebut?<br /><br />tiada<br /><br />Antara banyak-banyak artikel di blog kamu, yang mana paling kamu suka dan kenapa?<br /><br />da lupe tajuk..but it's a story tat i wrote on my own<br /><br />Pernah terasa nak hapuskan blog kamu? Sebabnya?<br /><br />bole blah!<br /><br />Apakah pendapat kamu mengenai blog kepada pemilik blog yang tag kamu ni?<br /><br />ili aqilah...i like her writing..<br /><br />Senaraikan 5 orang yang akan kamu tag:<br /><br />saya x akan tag..mls!<br /><br />sekian...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-3996778608588144399?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-65751793816663681782009-03-27T01:45:00.000-07:002009-03-27T01:47:13.608-07:00<span style="font-weight:bold;">Nasihat al-Qamah: Lima cara pilih sahabat<br /><br />NASIHAT yang boleh diikuti dalam membina persahabatan ialah sebagaimana pesanan al-Qamah (seorang sahabat Rasulullah saw) kepada anaknya:<br /><br />Pertama, pilihlah sahabat yang suka melindungi sahabatnya, dia adalah hiasan diri kita dan jika kita dalam kekurangan nafkah, dia suka mencukupi keperluan. shop<br /><br />Kedua, pilihlah seorang sahabat yang apabila engkau menghulurkan tangan untuk memberikan jasa baik atau bantuanmu, dia suka menerima dengan rasa terharu, jikalau ia melihat kebaikan yang ada pada dirimu, dia suka menghitung-hitungkan (menyebutnya). argue<br /><br />Ketiga, pilihlah seorang sahabat yang apabila engkau menghulurkan tangan untuk memberikan jasa baik atau bantuanmu, ia suka menerima dengan rasa terharu dan dianggap sangat berguna, dan jika ia mengetahui mengenai keburukan dirimu ia suka menutupinya.zipit<br /><br />Keempat, pilihlah sahabat yang jikalau engkau meminta sesuatu daripadanya, pasti ia memberi, jikalau engkau diam, dia mula menyapamu dulu dan jika ada sesuatu kesukaran dan kesedihan yang menimpa dirimu,dia suka membantu dan meringankanmu serta menghiburkanmu.comfort<br /><br />Kelima, sahabat yang jikalau engkau berkata, ia suka membenarkan ucapan dan bukan selalu mempercayainya saja. Jikalau engkau mengemukakan sesuatu persoalan yang berat dia suka mengusahakannya dan jika engkau berselisih dengannya, dia suka mengalah untuk kepentinganmu.Dalam memilih sahabat kita hendaklah memilih sahabat yang baik agar<br />segala matlamat dan hasrat untuk memperjuangkan Islam dapat dilaksanakan bersama-sama sahabat yang mulia.inlove<br /><br />RENUNG-RENUNGKANLAH.. SELAMAT MEMBACA<br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-6575179381666368178?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-13676865161180138072009-03-14T04:32:00.000-07:002009-03-14T04:35:54.333-07:00<span style="font-weight:bold;">This is like my first time to wake up this early in the morning..<br />well maybe not the first time but i never felt this hyper..<br />maybe because i just drank Nescafe..<br />anyway as i was trying to continue my sleep, i listened to the pagi show in fly.fm and their topic caught my attention.<br />They were telling about how Ben, one of the presenter on that show had an embarrassing incident involving his fly. <br />So, he and Phat Fabes was eating in a restaurant when a little boy said outloud, “Mommy, i can see his bebek”. Well, something like that.<br /> Anyway, Phat Fabes and Nadia was making fun of him all morning long (pity him!!) and discussing about how are we supposed to tell someone that their fly is down.<br /> The listeners came out with a few pretty weird come backs like “your coffee shop is down, your train, your kopitiam” and so on that i forgot. Anyway, my zipper is always down, something wrong with my jeans or my tummy is just too big to make it zipped properly.<br /> I always checked my zipper, when i’m wearing this particular jeans, but when i forgot my friends would always be there for me saying straightforward like, “Hey, your fly is down” and I looked around and zipped it up while all of them were laughing at me.<br /> I got used to the situation so it’s a NO big deal for me..<br />For me, i would just tell them straight away that their fly is down, to my friends of course la, but to strangers maybe i’ll just look to give away the incident or just let it be.<br /> Hey, i have better things to do, but if it ever happens to me and my friends are not with me, i would really appreciate someone nice to tell me that my fly is down before i go around the whole place displaying my underwear. </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-1367686516118013807?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-61255788132067621032009-02-08T12:23:00.001-08:002009-02-08T12:26:04.229-08:00<span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">do u ever feel like ur not good enuf for everything..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">for someone..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">for something..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">no matter how proud u r of urself..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">and by the end of the day..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">something or someone..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">will let u down..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">and u realised that ull never be good enuf..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">to be able to be good enuf..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">for that kind of life..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">uve been dreaming of..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">right now..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">i thought to myself that..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">i can never be..</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-6125578813206762103?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-51329005198660404232009-02-08T10:14:00.000-08:002009-02-08T10:23:46.159-08:00for this 5 days of no class..<br />i have been downloading stories from youtube..<br />english...hindustans mostly..<br />and now today!!<br />suddenly!!!!<br />i cannot enter youtube!!!<br />it stated there BAD REQUEST!!<br />wtf?????????????<br />i have needs..<br />i need to dload summore<br />before i died of boredom..<br />and around the wednesday nite..<br />unisel got NO WATER!!<br />again wtf??<br />i have my nEEDS!!!<br />i have to pee!!<br />from our house we can see all of these ppl..<br />gathering in front of the mak guard's house!!<br />it's like...<br />well..i thought at first there was a concert..<br />i can be a bit tackless..<br />not the point here..<br />so we all went down to see wuts happening there<br />and<br />there was a lot of GIRLS in PYJAMAS..<br />well..im straight..jz want to point out to the guys out there how miracles can take form of..<br />and there's this one girl..<br />who looks like a real life HENTAI..<br />pointed out by WIWIE of cz..<br />anyway ppl were screaming..<br />"AIR!!AIR!!PT!!PT!!" and stuff..<br />i wanted to scream but i choose not to cz den ill be exhausted<br />and i might need water<br />and there's no water<br />well,u got my POINT..<br />so the next day..<br />we went back to my home...<br />in KS..<br />and since then..<br />we've been here doing nothing..<br />and i am supposed to STUDY..<br />but i didn't<br />and tomoro have to go bek d :(<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-5132900519866040423?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-21746279822451244662009-02-02T11:02:00.000-08:002009-02-02T11:13:15.412-08:00<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>RULES</strong>:<br />1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.<br />2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.<br />3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.<br />4. Tag 10 friends.<br />5. Everyone tagged has to do the same thing.<br />6. Have Fun!<br /><br />I tagged - <strong><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">none..hahahahah!!!! i dun give a damn!</span></strong><br /><br />IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY' YOU SAY?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">friend of mine-lily allen<br />(hahaha....my fren ok,im ok den..!)<br /></span><br />HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">satu hari di hari raya-m.nasir<br />(wahahah..emotional kot!)<br /></span><br />WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">jujur-radja<br />(sooooo freaking true!!!!)<br /></span><br />HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">the little things-colbie caillat<br />(hehehe....i feel lil as alwiz!)<br /></span><br />WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">only love-simon webbe<br />(yess...finding true love)<br /></span><br />WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">thinkin bout u-avant<br />(yess..im alwiz thinking about sumone!!)<br /></span><br />WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">the hotness-rihanna<br />(awww...thank u vey much!)<br /></span><br />WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">hiding-meiko<br />(i like to hide my feelings?in my room?)<br /></span><br />WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">party ppl-nelly ft fergie<br />(yess...i need to party!!)<br /></span><br />WHAT IS 2 + 2?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">miskin kaya-firdaus<br />(oi...)<br /></span><br />WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">better man-robbie williams<br />(hihihi...yes..she is..)<br /></span><br />WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">hate(i really don't like you)-plain white t's<br />(i love to hate man!)<br /></span><br />WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">illegal-shakira<br />(hahahah....sumhow!)<br /></span><br />WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">control myself-ll cool j ft jlo<br />(hahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)<br /></span><br />WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">uptown girl-westlife<br />(wow! ill be dancing like crazy den!!)<br /></span><br />WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">a lil too not over you-david archuleta<br />(awww....u guys wont get over me!! soo sweet!!)<br /></span><br />WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST??<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">believe in me-demi lovato<br />(yes..making ppl to believe me..heh)<br /></span><br />WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">i hate this part-pcd<br />(yess...the hated part is scary!!)<br /></span><br />WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">plug in baby-muse<br />(sounds dirty!!!hahahahah!!)<br /></span><br />WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">cinta boneka-dva<br />(nope!!duwan la wei!)<br /></span><br />WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">t-shirt-shontelle<br />(love their clothes??)<br /></span><br />WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">sexy can i-ray j ft yung berg<br />(im smooking!!?haha<br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-2174627982245124466?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-80628556944597115342009-01-31T14:54:00.000-08:002009-01-31T14:55:46.090-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://www.inminds.com/boycott-israel.html"><img src="http://www.inminds.co.uk/boycott-israel-anim.gif" align="absmiddle" border="0" width="100" height="100" hspace="10" /></a><span style="color:#ff9900;"><b><tt><span style="font-size:180%;color:#009933;"><u><span style="color:#ff9900;"><br /> <span style="font-size:6;">BOYCOTT ISRAEL CAMPAIGN</span></span></u></span></tt></b></span></div> <p align="left"> </p><p align="left"><tt><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"><br /></span></b></span></tt></p><p align="left"><tt><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;">BRANDS &amp; LABELS TO BOYCOTT</span></b></span></tt></p> <p align="left"> </p> <div align="center"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="5" width="300"> <tbody><tr> <td width="129"><a href="http://www.inminds.co.uk/boycott-delta-galil.html"><img src="http://www.inminds.co.uk/logos/auc1.gif" border="0" width="123" height="30" /></a></td> <td 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sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;">URL: http://www.inminds.com/boycott-brands.html</span></b></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-8062855694459711534?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-32740959337926347402009-01-31T10:23:00.000-08:002009-01-31T10:32:48.470-08:00<span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" >And when it rains on this side of town<br />It touches everything<br />Just say it again and mean it<br />We don't miss a thing<br />You made yourself a bed at the bottom<br />of the blackest hole (blackest hole)<br />and convinced yourself<br />that it's not the reason you don't see the sun anymore<br /><br />and no (oh) how could you do it<br />(oh I) I never saw it coming<br />(no oh) I need an ending<br />So why can't you stay<br />Just long enough to explain<br /><br />And when it rains<br />You always find an escape<br />Just running away<br />From all of the ones who love you<br />From everything<br />You made yourself a bed at the bottom<br />Of the blackest hole (blackest hole)<br />And you'll sleep till May<br />You'll say that you don't want to see the sun anymore<br /><br />and no (oh) how could you do it<br />(oh I) I never saw it coming<br />(no oh) I need an ending<br />So why can't you stay<br />Just long enough to explain<br /><br />(Explain your side, Take my side)<br />Take these chances to turn it around<br />Take these chances we'll make it somehow<br />And Take these chances and turn it around<br />Just turn it around.<br /><br />and no (oh) how could you do it<br />(oh I) I never saw it coming<br />no (oh) how could you do it<br />(oh I) I never saw it coming<br />no (oh) how could you do it<br />(oh I) I never saw it coming and<br />(no oh) I need an ending<br />So why can't you stay<br />Just long enough to explain<br /><br />You can take your time, take my time.</span> <br /><br />times like this it makes me feel like crap..<br />as in the whole world is falling apart..<br />everyone hates u..<br />kept reminding myself that it's all in my mind...<br />but this voice is soo strong<br />that is kills my soul<br />im tired<br />missing the old times..<br />the simple times<br />when life is much more simpler<br />waiting patiently<br />for a miracle<br />im getting tired<br />waiting for the sun to shine<br />for the world to turn around<br />i am broken<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-3274095933792634740?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029869355946019668.post-41841935536427652312009-01-29T12:26:00.001-08:002009-01-29T12:50:58.180-08:00yetta...if u dunno her then u should watch THE NANNY...she is her grandma..and when i say i am similar to yetta it doesn't mean that i look like her or even as old as her..<br />i'm talking about her memory..<br />like a fish..<br />yetta and i have a memory span that only lasts for 3 seconds..<br />yesss...<br />it's that bad already..<br />i was thinking about a particular thing..<br />and after 3 seconds..<br />i forgot what was i thinking about..<br />and boy...i wonder what will happen to me in my granny years..<br />soo not looking forward to it..<br /><br />i am bored and BORED..<br />2moro no class..<br />so sleep very late la today..<br />y sleep at all..<br />haha..<br />so now im going to blog about myself..<br />what i like and love..<br />booo-ring..<br />but who cares...<br />my blog..<br />i write whatever i like..<br />hah!<br /><br />i love<br />*icy grape popsicle (no matter where and what time..)<br />*mcd (too bad now have to boycott and all)<br />*pocoyo (he is just sooo cute!)<br />*sleeping (-_-")<br />*eating (makes me giddy)<br />*blogging (hey i need to express my self!)<br />*digestive biscuits (yummy! better then biskut cap ping pong!)<br />*jensen ackles (he's irresistible and looks yummy enuf to eat!)<br />*leighton meester(she's bitchy enuf and hot too!)<br />*lady gaga(she's hot n slutty..haha!)<br />*lord of the rings (besteresterest movie i ever watched!!)<br />*weirdos (they have soo many weird interesting attitudes)<br />*sluts and bitches (free show man!)<br />*nick sinclair and jason(my dream guys!!)<br />*double standards and once and always(my fav romance books)<br />*amorito body shop (my fav perfume)<br />*eyeliner<br />*lip butter (yum2!!)<br />*chocolate cake! anything choc act!<br />*choc cheese cake from sr! (mouth watering dessert!!)<br />*raindrops (calms me down everytime!)<br />*my wedges!<br />*ciko (my long lost pet!!)<br />*labi(my fav spider pet tat never seems to move-located above my head rite now!)<br />*my necklace(makes gr8 accessory and have certain memories)<br />*peanut(my lovely teddy bear!)<br />*carpenters(their songs not tat bad lo!)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4029869355946019668-4184193553642765231?l=redredpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>red red PEANUThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565708915722137296noreply@blogger.com0