<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921</id><updated>2011-10-01T19:36:08.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lilac stories.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>663</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-2454670503549898582</id><published>2011-01-04T13:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T13:50:18.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>700th post: The End.</title><content type='html'>I never meant to stop blogging. I never meant to abandon this blog, because after all, it's chock full of memories and ramblings from way back when I was in Primary. I went through a period where I stopped writing altogether. Didn't write, didn't blog. Now, I still don't really write but I've started a new blog that I don't want to be an online diary for the whole world to have access to. No, I want to think and write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a kid anymore. I know nobody reads this blog anymore but if anybody happens to stumble across this blog, feel free to look into my past. For those who want to read my new blog, please pave your way to http://permanentsummer.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;Farah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-2454670503549898582?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/2454670503549898582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=2454670503549898582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2454670503549898582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2454670503549898582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2011/01/700th-post-end.html' title='700th post: The End.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-5556863438018202909</id><published>2010-09-12T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T19:01:31.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life update.</title><content type='html'>Haven't updated this blog in MONTHS so here you go, a rough summary of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Health and stuff&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I haven’t eaten rice in almost 10 months now! I do miss it but I’ve  noticed that I haven’t had carbo shock since I stopped cold turkey.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have lost three inches off my waist since January&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My very irritating double chin is practically gone!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I maybe overweight STILL but I can fit into a UK Size 18. Let’s make it a UK Size 10!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;Education&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;SPM is in two months-ish. I am so dead.At this poiint,  I’m only  confident that I can get A’s for Agama, Maths, BM and English. I need to  kick my own ass to get A’s for Bio, AddMaths and Sejarah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anything lower than 7A’s will be demoralizing and humiliating for my  family especially on my mum’s side where all the firstborns so far have  gotten 6a’s and above.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And if I don’t get my 7A’s, I can kiss both my dream of owning a Canon 550D and going to MMU GOODBYE.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;Friends&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I never thought someone I’ve been considering a best friend since  two years ago would change. Like A LOT. To break apart your entire  family, piss off all your friends and start looking down at friends  because of a useless boyfriend? NOT WORTH IT.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss all my friends that I don’t get to see on an at least a  weekly basis. Here’s looking at you Karin, Iman, Arda, Aisya and  everybody else I haven’t seen in a life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;Family&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My mum needs to take a chill pill. That is all. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It’s easier for me to be closer to my dad and tell him things  because my mum is always so judgemental even when she doesn’t mean it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love life&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Non-existent. After ruining my own life by having a disturbingly  painful crush on a certain someone for 6 months, and having TWO rebound  crushes at the same time, I am HAPPY to announce that at the moment, I  am SINGLE and most of the time, LOVING IT.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;Obsessions&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to get my grubby hands on Chili’s Molten Chocolate Cake by the end of the month or so to avoid from clawing my eyes out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;McFly + Dougie obsession doesn’t seem to be fading away. Please excuse me in these troubled times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;And finally, guess what? I’M FREAKING GOING TO WATCH PARAMORE LIVE IN  KL! My dad, although reluctant to let me go in the beginning, finally  agreed after finding out that I’m going with my cousin! YAY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-5556863438018202909?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/5556863438018202909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=5556863438018202909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5556863438018202909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5556863438018202909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2010/09/life-update.html' title='Life update.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-2911641925443055798</id><published>2010-03-28T02:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T02:19:39.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she's got a knack for breakin' hearts.</title><content type='html'>I think I update only once a month nowadays. And that is not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am annoyed. Nobody is online except for Erin. Erin, ILY Wahahaa. [Erin from my Q-Dees days. She kinda ruined my Q-Dees days but she's in denial HAHAHAHA]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmmm. Oh, Chowder has gone off for PLKN! D: this is sadness beyond believe. -sniffff-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, am half dead now. So, byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-2911641925443055798?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/2911641925443055798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=2911641925443055798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2911641925443055798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2911641925443055798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2010/03/shes-got-knack-for-breakin-hearts.html' title='she&apos;s got a knack for breakin&apos; hearts.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-2116701706910274827</id><published>2010-02-28T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T01:50:11.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>give me reason.</title><content type='html'>Oh man oh man oh man! I have officially abandoned this blog. I'm sorry Bloggie and my hopefully still existing readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melampau gila. Dah nak turn 17 baru nak update blog. Hmmmm. So yesterday, I asked my dad for iPod touch and a new phone. He promised to buy me the iPod after SPM so I won't be distracted. Phone, only if I get 8a's MINIMUM for SPM. Daaayum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay. I'm gonna work my ass off. I WANT BLACKBERRY BOLD! :D Hehehe. I hate iPhones so don't bother suggesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... as of today. I have lost roughly 4.5kgs! YEAAAAAAY! Healthily okay? Not like in Form 3 where I crash dieted and skipped meals semua tu. This is gonna be permanent! I wanna graduate from SAB a changed person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna wear skinny jeans lah ohmygoddd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;My birthday is coming! Yeaay! March 8 yo! I was freakin' born on International Women's Day. I cannot get any cooler than that. Hehehe. This year's wishlist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-new watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-headphones + mic for PC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- one of those Positive Thoughts notebooks. [I have one and am in love with it. Mine says 'BELIEVE']&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-fit into my old jeans! [I'm working on it. Almost thereeee]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Taylor Lautner :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay I'm kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh Feck. I've been abandoned. Max, Karin, Stefira aren't online. Jo and Arda are gone. Aisya mengadaa. DAMMIT. Tak suka. :( I think.... I'm going off to bed. Wasting time je I duduk sini sorang2. Haih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'nite blog. In less that 24 hours, it's gonna be MARCH! &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-2116701706910274827?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/2116701706910274827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=2116701706910274827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2116701706910274827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2116701706910274827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2010/02/give-me-reason.html' title='give me reason.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-8171374335100200919</id><published>2010-01-24T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T00:21:49.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>written all over my face.</title><content type='html'>Stefira Marzuki, Jaf Reen Natassia Iman, Karin Fam, Kenny Chow Hoo Keen, Josephine Tiew, Fara Iylia Zaidi------ I miss you all lah gediks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND I have my webcam all ready to go again after deleting songs from the system tetapi JAF REEN NATASSIA IMAN, NUR SYUHADA BAHARUDDIN DAN MAXIMILAN PEREIRA TIADA DI MSN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bangs head on table-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like myself today. Or maybe because I still can't get used to my new glasses yet and have slept the evening away earlier on because of the New-Glasses-Headache-Feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padahal power tak increase or decrease. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I have lost 2.1 kgs since school reopened. (Y) But I have a knee injury since Tuesday. Not very happy that i can't do leg exercises. Have you seen my chicken legs? Ngggggh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Knee is BETTER now. Does not hurt like hell. Just uncomfortable. Meeh. Okay fine. I nak sign off from Blogger coz this blog memang dead pun kan? Hesh. Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-8171374335100200919?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/8171374335100200919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=8171374335100200919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8171374335100200919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8171374335100200919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2010/01/written-all-over-my-face.html' title='written all over my face.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-7935851870431107990</id><published>2010-01-17T01:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T01:39:30.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>come on get higher.</title><content type='html'>MAX, NO YOU DONT LAUGH AT MY STRUMMING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people. I am sub-editor for school mag yawww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-7935851870431107990?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/7935851870431107990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=7935851870431107990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/7935851870431107990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/7935851870431107990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2010/01/come-on-get-higher.html' title='come on get higher.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-9154285152038137257</id><published>2010-01-10T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T01:00:52.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for you.</title><content type='html'>HOH YEAHHH! BACK ONLINE! Dumdeedeedummmm! Sangat teruja lah okay? So STFU. :D I miss you BLOGGIE! I APOLOGISE FOR CONSTANTLY ABANDONING YOU IN MY FORM 4 YEAR. MAAAF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and for those who don't know, I'm in 5J! Rupini, Priya and Farah are in 5K with Najat, Hana and Lestari!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTFFFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got Ketua Kebersihan after being nominated for every single category except monitor coz Umesh didn't have to be voted. His name was screamed by many. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got nominated for Ketua Rumah Bendahara (P). Celaka to siapa2 yang nominate. GAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh... Okay, I'm going now. Dah stress. Malas nak typeeee. Sorrylah! Rindu memang rindu but i am having blogger's block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-9154285152038137257?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/9154285152038137257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=9154285152038137257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/9154285152038137257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/9154285152038137257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-you.html' title='for you.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-8005357712709107744</id><published>2010-01-03T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T02:06:24.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on a long, dark road.</title><content type='html'>So.... berapa kerat je insan manusia yang online tonight. Masalah lahhhh. My last time bermaharajalela online!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shite. Anyway, I can't believe Max thinks I'm Form 3 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe, Aisya grossed me and Arda out with facts about her boyfriend. -roll eyes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i can't believe Arda nak my husband Taylor jadi her boyfriend. Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe neither Karin, Iman or Stefira are online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i can't believe school is starting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe I'm in Form 5 dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And turning 17 this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year away from being legal. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so anyways. As of the reopening of school, I'm only online on Saturdays around 10-12 or 11-1. Most likely the latter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks. I'm gonna miss this. Miss bombarding people on msn. Miss going hyper. Miss going on FB every few hours.[guna PHONE MAHAL KOT]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, Form 4 life of fun. &lt;br /&gt;Hello, Form 5.&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna be one longgggg year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-8005357712709107744?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/8005357712709107744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=8005357712709107744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8005357712709107744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8005357712709107744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2010/01/on-long-dark-road.html' title='on a long, dark road.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-6815883897345457385</id><published>2010-01-02T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T17:40:51.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all the right friends.</title><content type='html'>Eh. Tonight is gonna be my last night online til whenever the hell I want to stay up until. Jom join? MSN til dawn![or maybe 3 or 4am lol]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect these people to be online[;D]: Stefira, Syawnn, Arda, Iman, Karin, Max, Sherlina, Tinn, Fara, Aimi, Sam. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-6815883897345457385?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/6815883897345457385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=6815883897345457385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/6815883897345457385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/6815883897345457385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-right-friends.html' title='all the right friends.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-3158205175155148487</id><published>2010-01-02T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T17:26:36.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dirty funk.</title><content type='html'>So, semalam went out with Stefira, Karin, Iman and Inas and Aisya! Yayy! Surprisingly, Karin reached LRT before Stefira. We're like "WHOAAA" hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so anyway. We met up with Syawnnderland in Kino and then off we went to A&amp;W for brunch. After that, basically, we just walked around KLCC from end to end. Masuk Roxy for the first time. Stef saw a hot guy. She went crazy after that. Masalah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie was at 1.45. We said goodbye to Syawnn because she had something on at 3, and thus couldn't join us for movie. [Lame lah Syawnn. Lame] and about 20 minutes into the movie, Iman and Inas arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I am NEVER sitting next to Stefira Marzuki ever again if we watch a movie with hot guys in it. My right arm was practically BRUISED AND BROKEN FROM HER death grip. I had to smack her hand repeatedly to get her hand off my arm! GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After movie, we went to....... ROXY! AGAIN! Aih. And then we went to Starbucks. At first, nak go to the one indoors but it was full, so we went the one outside. Not long after that, Arda, Ameelia and Fara Iylia came by. For the first time ever, Karin was not bising!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Me: OMG! KARIN IS QUIET!&lt;br /&gt;Fara: Kesian dia!&lt;br /&gt;Me: But kalau tak dia unshutupable!&lt;br /&gt;Fara and Amee: UNSHUTUPABLE! HAHA.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iman and Inas then, had to leave. Awww. We walked around a little bit more. Went to Roxy for the third time. I think the guy must've felt scared because me and stef and karin dah masuk THREE TIMES with DIFFERENT PEOPLE. Goshh. When we went out, we bertembung coz the guy punched out and left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak sanggup see us again kot? Lepas Roxy, we met up with Amee and Fara balik sebab they went to Kino to get Fara's mum a birthday present. Arda left and so did I, shortly after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home alone. Stefira dragged Karin to Pavi against her will. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh. First outing of the year. I loved it. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-3158205175155148487?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/3158205175155148487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=3158205175155148487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/3158205175155148487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/3158205175155148487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2010/01/dirty-funk.html' title='dirty funk.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-9014944997693708143</id><published>2010-01-02T01:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T02:12:23.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i got a lot to say to you.</title><content type='html'>Malik: The Familik laugh FTW. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-update coming soon-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malas. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-9014944997693708143?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/9014944997693708143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=9014944997693708143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/9014944997693708143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/9014944997693708143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-got-lot-to-say-to-you.html' title='i got a lot to say to you.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-4537139955649701903</id><published>2010-01-01T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:41:06.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's much too quiet in here.</title><content type='html'>Wokay, changed the blogskin. You like? Thank God I bookmarked this as backup man. The only downside? No archives or Twitter columns. Meeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still pretty kan? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what happened to Karin and Stefira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went -pooooof-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-4537139955649701903?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/4537139955649701903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=4537139955649701903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/4537139955649701903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/4537139955649701903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-much-too-quiet-in-here.html' title='it&apos;s much too quiet in here.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-1039513472957265349</id><published>2010-01-01T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:38:54.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And a happy new year!</title><content type='html'>OHMYGOD! IT IS EXACTLY 12.00 MIDNIGHT NOW! WHOAAA! GOODBYE 2009! GOODBYE FORM 4! HELLO 2010! HELLO SPM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-1039513472957265349?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/1039513472957265349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=1039513472957265349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/1039513472957265349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/1039513472957265349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-happy-new-year.html' title='And a happy new year!'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-7133494728128129388</id><published>2009-12-31T23:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T23:47:48.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't do anything right.</title><content type='html'>Ignore the ugly template. The blogskin I was working on had some defects to it. This is temporary. After midnight, I am changing my skin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-7133494728128129388?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/7133494728128129388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=7133494728128129388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/7133494728128129388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/7133494728128129388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-cant-do-anything-right.html' title='i can&apos;t do anything right.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-6277008766183426144</id><published>2009-12-31T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T23:39:00.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't wanna be any other place.</title><content type='html'>Okay. 45 more minutes to 2010. Let's make this post a little memorable or something. So, in past years I'd always do a best and worst of 200_ right? Let's try something different. I'm gonna talk about people for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farah Roslee - Who would ever thought we would be like damn tight, yo? Hahaha. Friend, you know I love you and if I "chuck your mother into the sea"[inside joke] occasionally, sorry ehhh? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rupini - Kupini Koffeeess! Teeheee. Miss money-matters. Yes, Rup. We know how lonely it is to sit alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priya - The lady from the dinosaur era. Sorrylah I suka kacau you kan? You're like, one of my favourite victims. Ever. So, consider yourself HONOURED. Pfffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana, Ishaq, Mint,  - Gang budak belakang! Wheeeeee! Aku tatau nak cakap apa ah kat korang. Puji nanti terkembang. Kutuk nanti terasa. Sukati ah. Korang fill in the blanks sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ka Hou, Manda, Hilary, Shung Li, Veng Chung - Aaaah. The smarties. Ka Hou, no more stealing asam laksa from me. I mean it. The rest? Really happy I'm friends with y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[shit.38 minutes left]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aimimi - More or less my favourite junior ever. So adorable and pretty and sweet. :) We are awesome people eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherlina - Duuuuude. Whattheheck. We became shitass close after Mrs Ng tuition ended? Haha. But I'm grateful either way. :D You know I wouldn't have discovered tumblr without you right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam the Sam - The dude I love more than my brother [ha!] As long as you're in SAB, you're still my ATM to buy me mineral water tau tau tau? Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malike - This dude is like one of a kind. Funny, weird, hyper.... Haha. Thank God I met you during Bendahara kawad practice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syia - HORNYY! Dammn girl. I think if i didn't meet you, my life would be less crazier kot? Or... maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A'an - -speechless- HAHAHA. Sebab I'm naturally funny kan? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najat - teman bergossip/lepak time Physics. May 2010 drive us to insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atul - Oh tauke Kari! =D Err... Aku taktau nak cakap apa. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madihah - Homework partner for this entire week! I love you x 10000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MaxMallows - Dude. Next time, scare me again with your scary face tau? Hahaha. I like talking to you online. You're like freakin' hyper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SookShian and Baoyu: MY FAVOURITE 4HEMAH DUO! Sook Shian, I like you. You're very huggable. Baoyu, whylah you damn skinnyyy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stef - Sister from another mother. ;) What else can I say kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arda, Ruby, Fran and Aisya - I am gonna miss you people like crazy now that I can't see y'all in school! WTF betol lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syaa - Yo! Anda. If I tak reply you, bukan makna I don't care tau? Knowing the nature of me. Itu merupakan kebiasaan untuk mengabandon my Celcom phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chowder - CHOWDERRRRRRRRRRRRR! Yeah, I miss the closeness of us from when I was in Form 1 - 3. Look what SPM DID TO YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josieeefin - My beloved big sister; dancer extraordinaire. Who's gonna choreograph for Interact now? Heeee. :) I'm gonna miss you. Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iman - Anda. Might as well just go live on another Planet okay? Paling susah to contact. Gahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karin - May 2010 reduce your annoying-ness so that the tendency of me ignoring you on MSN reduces. Hehehehe. And COLIN HILL FTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fara Iylia - The coolest person on the planet. :D :D :D -end of story-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinn - Dude. Together, we will conquer the world. Licking one tiramisu bowl at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TinTashah - Minah paling tak betol in the planet. Hahahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ally - I MISS YOU! COME BACK NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idhzan - thanks for teaching me addmaths on msn? Pfft. What kind of a dedication is that. Sorry. ^^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crystal Gan - yeah. Thank you for brainwashing me. I talk like you now! Damn scary lah beech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I think that's pretty much it. If I missed out any other names, it's not that I don't care. It's because I keep my brain in a jar and I can't remember a lotta names. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year, guys!&lt;br /&gt;Let's stay friends til we become grandmas and grandpas, yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honourable mentions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MJ - My favourite singer ever til I was like 9 or smth. Your loss will be deeply missed.&lt;br /&gt;SAB MJ - Sree. I'm sorry I hated you so much I didn't apologize til it was too late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-6277008766183426144?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/6277008766183426144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=6277008766183426144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/6277008766183426144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/6277008766183426144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-wanna-be-any-other-place.html' title='i don&apos;t wanna be any other place.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-555890146425080822</id><published>2009-12-31T03:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T03:41:51.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't be perfect.</title><content type='html'>but Colin Hill sure can. From his looks, body, photog skills, height, favourite animal and sense of humour.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-555890146425080822?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/555890146425080822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=555890146425080822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/555890146425080822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/555890146425080822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-cant-be-perfect.html' title='i can&apos;t be perfect.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-5039583036885359740</id><published>2009-12-30T02:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T02:57:34.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boogie wonderlandd~</title><content type='html'>Talked to Ally. Wooooo! I miss her. Damn. Kay. Off to bed. Nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-5039583036885359740?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/5039583036885359740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=5039583036885359740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5039583036885359740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5039583036885359740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/boogie-wonderlandd.html' title='boogie wonderlandd~'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-317082249719206363</id><published>2009-12-30T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T00:30:25.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>but happy birthday.</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday sherlina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so just now [or rather, last night =="] I was pretty pissed that the tuition van picked me up LATE. I got fed up when it didnt arrive by 7.45 coz the van always reaches my place around 7.20-7.35 . I called Maths Clinic and asked. They told me to wait. Fine. I waited some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the van came, I moodily opened the door and sat right in front of the door. But the door wasn't closed properly. When I wanted to close it properly, this idiot of a primary schoolboy tossed out his motherfecking Apollo wrapper outside. RIGHT.IN.FRONT.OF.MY.HOUSE. I didn't say anything coz I think he might be the van driver's son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I was pretty pissed off. YOU JUST SAW ME GETTING INTO THE VAN IN FRONT OF MY HOUSE AND YOU THROW A PIECE OF CRAP IN FRONT OF MY HOUSE? Stupid uneducated child! [Mama scolds me everytime I call people stupid but it's true kan? The fecking world is full of stupid people]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tuition, I saw the wrapper still in front of my house. Hopping off the van, I intended to kick it into the drain but I had a "situation" with the automatic gate's remote which made me forget the damned wrapper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still there. In front of my house. Screw you, kid. Screw you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a hypocrite. I admit, I'm possibly not the neatest person in the world. My room right now, is in a mess from me tossing out unnecessary Form 4 garbage and my school desk and bags aren't always tidy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I find it extremely disrespectful for the boy to throw the wrapper in front of my houselah kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I went to HIS house and threw an entire box of rubbish in front of his door or something? Geeeeez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-317082249719206363?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/317082249719206363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=317082249719206363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/317082249719206363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/317082249719206363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/but-happy-birthday.html' title='but happy birthday.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-1473709612333434371</id><published>2009-12-29T15:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T15:41:26.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a murderer,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="overflow: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/comics/1891/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 378px; height: 236px;" alt="Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic" src="http://www.flashasylum.com/db/files/Comics/Kris/car.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyanide &amp;amp; Happiness @ &lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/"&gt;Explosm.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-1473709612333434371?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/1473709612333434371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=1473709612333434371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/1473709612333434371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/1473709612333434371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/murderer.html' title='a murderer,'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-2596489226289896593</id><published>2009-12-28T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T23:43:51.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and we'll dig a deep hole</title><content type='html'>to bury this shit they call addmaths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;Given that line y=mx-5 is a tangent to the curve y=2xsquared + 3, find the positive value of m.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF IS THAT?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-2596489226289896593?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/2596489226289896593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=2596489226289896593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2596489226289896593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2596489226289896593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-well-dig-deep-hole.html' title='and we&apos;ll dig a deep hole'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-5347148655893416310</id><published>2009-12-27T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T23:41:20.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i lay here</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so anywaaay. Been doing some homework over MSN with Madihah. And also, I have finished most of my homework so yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outing on 1st Jan is so on! [Coz I didn't kill myself these past few days doing homework just for fun y'know?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Stefira, this may be long overdue but I totally agree that guys who play the piano are hot! I mean, I like guys who play the guitar but I love guys who play the piano more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz there's not much of them around, I guess? Learning how to play Chasing Cars on the guitar at the mo'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-5347148655893416310?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/5347148655893416310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=5347148655893416310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5347148655893416310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5347148655893416310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-i-lay-here.html' title='if i lay here'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-5423974045552294245</id><published>2009-12-26T01:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T01:44:30.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>past the pumpkin patch</title><content type='html'>why is my blogger so dead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;='(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-5423974045552294245?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/5423974045552294245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=5423974045552294245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5423974045552294245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5423974045552294245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/past-pumpkin-patch.html' title='past the pumpkin patch'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-3008450364100169636</id><published>2009-12-22T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T00:05:59.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>family portrait.</title><content type='html'>As can be read in previous post, I am awaaaay from tomorrow til Friday/Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you later, alligators!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-3008450364100169636?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/3008450364100169636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=3008450364100169636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/3008450364100169636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/3008450364100169636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/family-portrait.html' title='family portrait.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-205722825339118944</id><published>2009-12-21T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T23:40:46.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss the sound of your voice.</title><content type='html'>I am very happy yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadow, after fading into oblivion, into the darkness, has returned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is very awesome. It made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'ma be away tomorrow-friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to wake up crazy early tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I keep waiting for you but you never come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're back from outerspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a freaky incident in the van on the way to tuition just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of that exact line from Love Story kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 seconds later, the song came up on my iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for writing like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm overjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-205722825339118944?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/205722825339118944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=205722825339118944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/205722825339118944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/205722825339118944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-sound-of-your-voice.html' title='i miss the sound of your voice.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-800573366662448702</id><published>2009-12-21T12:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T12:50:17.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't you forget about me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.harpercollins.com/harperimages/isbn/large/5/9780061659225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 354px;" src="http://www.harpercollins.com/harperimages/isbn/large/5/9780061659225.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USA release: April 20, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-800573366662448702?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/800573366662448702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=800573366662448702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/800573366662448702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/800573366662448702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-you-forget-about-me.html' title='don&apos;t you forget about me.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-5261420440092900177</id><published>2009-12-21T12:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T12:30:19.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how could you be so heartless?</title><content type='html'>This just in! The cover for the 7th book in the Pretty Little Liars series! It's called Heartless. Which, speaking of... I don't think I have all my PLL books with me. Siapa pinjam, pulang balik. I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.harpercollins.com/harperimages/isbn/large/1/9780061566141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 258px;" src="http://www.harpercollins.com/harperimages/isbn/large/1/9780061566141.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty freaky huh? -shudders- I think it's Emily. Spencer and Aria were on the cover of Wicked and Killer respectively. So yeah. Then, book 8--Wanted's cover will definitely be Hanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's coming out in the USA on 19th January. Let's just hope it's released here in Malaysia by mid of February coz honestly, I CANNOT WAIT. Ugh. I WANTTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who have yet to read the series, read it. It's to-die-for. Literally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-5261420440092900177?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/5261420440092900177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=5261420440092900177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5261420440092900177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5261420440092900177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-could-you-be-so-heartless.html' title='how could you be so heartless?'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-3209830427130428540</id><published>2009-12-19T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T00:59:46.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nananana, everyday.</title><content type='html'>Firstly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arda - Zooey Deschanel&lt;br /&gt;Stefira - Gisele Bundchen/Bar Rafaeli&lt;br /&gt;Famira - Blake Lively&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok. Lemme reverse to the starting of the story. Hahah. I wanted to go around Pavi to look for bags since I dah pergi Roxy KLCC ages ago. Me and Stefira planned lah kan? Then Arda decided to join. This morning, met Stefira at Wangsa Maju LRT Station and after that, we went on a wild goose chase looking for Arda. Penat. She said she was in the foodcourt dekat section yang in front of Madam Kwan's but instead she was like somewhere nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"EH, Adik I datang cakap tukar tempat!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penat eh Arda? And Stefira won't stop yapping about how hot Hafiz is. Eesh. One day, if someone says Ajim is hot kan, I think I'll pass out. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, lepas Arda selesai makan with her family, we headed to Forever 21. Sumpah I suka the shop gila2. Kalau I kurus, harini jugak i suruh my dad borong satu kedai tu =( Kesian my dad. He's gonna go bankrupt if I do that when I lose weight. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anywaay. I bought a canvas bag thingy. Yang the kind you use to reduce plastic bag usage and crap tu? It's supposed to be RM9 i think tapi that guy punch in RM7 and since alarms didnt go off when we left the shop, betol lah agaknya tu? Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a sparkly, blue zebra-print pencilcase! RM25 je! Weyh. I bought Miss Whatever punya pencilcase pun 27bucks lagi merepek childish. Hesh. And I WANT THEIR EARPHONES! GILA SPARKLY WEYHHH! Pun around RM25!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok. Enough about that. When we went to Diva, I bought this set of the Best Friends necklaces. RM33 for three necklaces. Cool en? Arda got Best, Stefira got Friends and I got Forever. Hahah. Since it was short for me, I wore it as a bracelet. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.chirnsidepark.com.au/CHIRNS-CN/contentimages/general/img_diva_lip_balm_nov09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 184px;" src="http://www.chirnsidepark.com.au/CHIRNS-CN/contentimages/general/img_diva_lip_balm_nov09.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we also got Diva lipbalms as shown in picture above! 3 for 19bucks. we split the cost and dapat sorang satu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got vanilla, It smells amaazing. And it IS amazing. It's not sticky at all pun. I loike. Nanti I'm getting an entire pack to myself but since I dah ada vanilla, I'ma give it to Tinnerz. Hahaa. Orang lain tak payah jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After MY LUNCH, Arda cakap " Famira badan you cantiklah!" So I pulled her hair. HAHAH. "TAK TIPULAH! Kalau you kurus mesti macam Blake Lively sebab tinggi and pretty" Awwwh. Ardaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi Arda also perasan that she is like Zooey Deschanel. Gahahah. Arda vain sangatlaaah. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we ronda the entire of Pavi beribu2 kali, took pictures[which I will steal from Arda's FB nanti] and then Stefira and I hitched a ride from Arda's dad to KLCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Stefira had Starbucks, bought a hippie headband from Chamelon each and baliked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of story. I love yoous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-3209830427130428540?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/3209830427130428540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=3209830427130428540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/3209830427130428540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/3209830427130428540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/nananana-everyday.html' title='nananana, everyday.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-8096193990647992709</id><published>2009-12-19T00:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T00:58:34.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If we were.</title><content type='html'>Old song but I heard it last night after ages of not listening to it, and well oh well. This is a message to my favourite boys. Hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe I'll treat you better &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Maybe I'll be your friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;s&gt;Maybe I'll wear your sweater &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Maybe I'll find some time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; To go shopping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And buy you nicer clothes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; 'Cause the ones you've got have got to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I'll cook your dinner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Put some meat on those bones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; That's the least I could do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I'd be so good for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I build you up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I'll be the best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You'd have it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; If we were, if we were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You'd never be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; So damn depressed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; If we were, if we were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I build you up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You'd never rest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; If we were, if we were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; We'd be the most beautiful mess &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; If we were forever... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;s&gt;Maybe I'll do your laundry &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Maybe I'll scratch your back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Tell you I adore you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Make you feel like a man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And all of that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Now wouldn't that be nice? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And you've got a life, wouldn't think less &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I'll drive you crazy for the rest of your life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You don't realize what your missing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; All the huggin', all the kissin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Shut up and listen to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; But we're not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I forgot  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-8096193990647992709?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/8096193990647992709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=8096193990647992709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8096193990647992709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8096193990647992709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-we-were.html' title='If we were.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-8810428268224661836</id><published>2009-12-18T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T21:26:10.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whisper hello.</title><content type='html'>I wanna talk to these people on MSN!! My time to go online everyday is running out yo! Don't do this to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Iman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Chowder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Ally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Tinnerz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Idhzan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Max&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Aimi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Iman;&lt;/span&gt; you keep running outta creds, best friend! EEEE. I'ma bite yoou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Chowder;&lt;/span&gt; I miss youuuuuuuuuuu gedik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Jo;&lt;/span&gt; I miss you sangat sangat sangat sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Ally;&lt;/span&gt; Seriously, when was the last time we talked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Tinn;&lt;/span&gt; I hardly talk to you during tuition and next week you nak jet off to Yemen! Mana boleh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Idhzan;&lt;/span&gt; Orang habis SPM ni. I belum habis kacau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Max;&lt;/span&gt; Maxmallows. I still have more things to annoy you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Aimi;&lt;/span&gt; pretty lady. I rindu you gila gila gila. Jangan pindah MRSM. Make me happy. I'll love you forever. Heee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what if I'm not close to Idhzan or something.&lt;br /&gt;So what, I just met Max and hardly talked to him during DC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh. And specially for Forkshian: I'MA HUG YOU LIKE THERE'S NO TOMORROW WHEN SCHOOL REOPENS! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-8810428268224661836?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/8810428268224661836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=8810428268224661836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8810428268224661836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8810428268224661836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/whisper-hello.html' title='whisper hello.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-6869858119024791850</id><published>2009-12-18T01:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T01:36:17.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey stephen</title><content type='html'>let's change that to hey shadow, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're funny.&lt;br /&gt;You're awesome.&lt;br /&gt;You're annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best traits a guy should ever have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-winkwink-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-6869858119024791850?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/6869858119024791850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=6869858119024791850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/6869858119024791850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/6869858119024791850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-stephen.html' title='hey stephen'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-1412222376581068382</id><published>2009-12-18T01:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T01:26:51.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>homecoming.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SYAFIKAH! I MISS YOU! I AM SO SO SORRY! I WENT FOR MY INTERACT CONFERENCE LAST THURS-SUNDAY AND DIDNT BRING MY CELCOM PHONE. WHEN I CAME BACK, I REALISED THAT THE PHONE HAD DIED AND I KEEP ON FORGETTING TO CHARGE IT UNTIL TODAY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM BEYOND SORRY. ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-1412222376581068382?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/1412222376581068382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=1412222376581068382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/1412222376581068382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/1412222376581068382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/homecoming.html' title='homecoming.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-8422712117998517136</id><published>2009-12-17T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T00:25:08.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i could walk on water</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-clears throat-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, let me try to revive this dying blog by saying that I now like TWO GUYS instead of ONE. I still have mixed feelings about &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Mr Sunshine&lt;/span&gt; nowadays but I still like him and all his supercute sunshine-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I just met &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Shadow&lt;/span&gt; recently. Arda, Stefira, Aisya, Iman: DIAM. You know his name. Tak payah mengada nak publicly display his name here. If he finds out from here, you're all toasted muffins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something about Shadow. Not just his good looks but there's this urge for him to be close to him. Or maybe it's just something I never had with Mr Sunshine. I mean, I talk to Shadow but I don't with Mr Sunshine because Mr Sunshine is a very shy and quiet person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. It feels good. When one person disappoints, there's always the other person for the time being.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; HOWEVER, &lt;/span&gt;I am not implying that should I ever be in a relationship, I would ever &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cheat&lt;/span&gt; on my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing this because I know that I can never land any of those two. So hey, why not have fun and make myself happy instead of just complaining about Mr Sunshine being hard for me to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Shadow and Mr Sunshine are as different as night and day.&lt;/span&gt; But I like it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-8422712117998517136?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/8422712117998517136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=8422712117998517136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8422712117998517136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8422712117998517136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-i-could-walk-on-water.html' title='if i could walk on water'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-3948891446601595413</id><published>2009-12-14T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T23:51:05.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>minutes to midnight.</title><content type='html'>Haha. 5 more minutes to midnight. Gonna post a quick update here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Crystal blames you for finishing her marshmallows.&lt;br /&gt;Max: I love marshmallows.&lt;br /&gt;Me: She told us how you stuffed a lot of them in a cup&lt;br /&gt;Max: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Man! cover blown.&lt;br /&gt;Me: MAXMALLOWS!&lt;br /&gt;Max: WOI!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Max deserves a post here because I thought he looked scary during the conference. We intro-ed ourselves to each other during the wild SNAP-playing session on late Saturday night//early Sunday morning though. Unfortunately, I was scared to say bye to him yesterday  because of his scary face lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSN proves me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna post more about the conference tomorrow! See yahh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-3948891446601595413?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/3948891446601595413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=3948891446601595413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/3948891446601595413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/3948891446601595413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/minutes-to-midnight.html' title='minutes to midnight.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-6529700080050323017</id><published>2009-12-07T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:26:41.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop and stare</title><content type='html'>like literally, yo. I came into my room. Stopped in front of the door and stared at all the mess in my room from the bed to the pile of junk, sighed, and went online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. I didn't even bother to do the sorting and the cleaning. To hell, with that. Dah alang-alang besok nak pack for the conference, might as well just do everything tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday boleh rest in the afternoon, 7.30 go tuition, 11pm tido coz I have to get up at 4am on Thursday to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mehhh. I can't find my guitar picks. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam mana? Anddd.. I finally got myself a guitar tuner! Did I tell you that in any of my recent posts? Went to Yamaha in Wangsa Walk and bought a tunerrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-6529700080050323017?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/6529700080050323017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=6529700080050323017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/6529700080050323017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/6529700080050323017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/stop-and-stare.html' title='stop and stare'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-5752241257804450429</id><published>2009-12-07T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T16:22:29.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>make you forget.</title><content type='html'>Sooooooo, the Interact Conference is on Thursday. Three days from now. Finally, man. I may not like camps and what-nots but at least, I'll probably get my life back instead of using this damned laggy PC of mine to surf same, boring websites with my retarded Streamyx connection daily when I should be doing my holiday homework instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh. Fine. I'll go through my junk later tonight. Throw out the useless stuff, find ALL my holiday homework, sort them out and clear out all school bags/exam bags so that Bibik can wash them because Mama is making a lot of noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow marks Stefira's freedom! Goodness. Stefira Marzuki, if by any chance, you're reading this, sila mengupdatasi blog anda. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, okay. I think I'm gonna go shower. [SANGAT PANAS LAH!]  and then charge Ajim's PSP and play FF: Crisis Core or Sims 2, depending on my mood. Then, maybe take a nap or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye bloggie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-5752241257804450429?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/5752241257804450429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=5752241257804450429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5752241257804450429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5752241257804450429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/make-you-forget.html' title='make you forget.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-5461091795590270174</id><published>2009-12-06T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T22:53:03.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bury the castle.</title><content type='html'>Ohmygosh. This is just great, maan. HP7 Part 1 is coming out next November. Whoopdeedoo! Thanks SPM, for making me potentially miss my chance to watch it in the cinemas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM, you rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/end sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. SPM batch of 2009 is ending like, what? Next week? That is just too sad. Coz, you know, the burden of it will be transferred from their shoulders to&lt;s&gt; mine, &lt;/s&gt; the shoulders of us SPM victims batch 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys realised that I have been saying 'feck' or 'fecking' a lot, lately? Sorry. I'm trying to cut down my use on curse words, especially the F-word. I know most people will say "EITHER YOU SAY IT OR YOU DON'T", but yeah. Need to cut down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody likes a pottymouth kan? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hohohoh. I've got news for you people. I wrote this insanely lame comment on Chase Coy's facebook page. And he replied. Followed by this one retarded comment from some weirdo, saying: HEY! MY NAME IS CHASE TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nggh. Will post screencap soon to prove it [coz I know you people are jealous.] So what, if he's not famous? He makes goood music, he's good-looking and his voice is SO SO SO SO SO LOVELY! Haih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, ok fine. I guess I'm probably boring y'all to death or nobody is reading this blog at all. Kan? Kay. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-5461091795590270174?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/5461091795590270174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=5461091795590270174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5461091795590270174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5461091795590270174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/bury-castle.html' title='bury the castle.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-5447429552153756216</id><published>2009-12-04T16:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T16:19:58.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so sick and tired.</title><content type='html'>Streamyx, kenapa kamu mesti bersikap kebabian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSN, how DARE YOU DIE ON ME WHEN I WAS TALKING TO ARDOTS AND SHERLINA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PC, mengapa anda begitu SLOW DAN KURANG AJAR HA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-5447429552153756216?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/5447429552153756216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=5447429552153756216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5447429552153756216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5447429552153756216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-sick-and-tired.html' title='so sick and tired.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-7364029846843869779</id><published>2009-12-03T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T23:39:47.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crossed the border.</title><content type='html'>Jaf Reen Natassia Iman's boyfriend is verylah gedik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: WHY IS SHE NOT REPLYING?&lt;br /&gt;him: because she's texting me and she doesn't have prepaid. you nak ask her about outing ke?&lt;br /&gt;me: uh.. no. i saja nak kacau because she's my best friend. jealous?&lt;br /&gt;him: nope. because she's my girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;me: shaddap you. she was my best friend first.&lt;br /&gt;him: but she's my girlfriend now!&lt;br /&gt;me: hmpppph. bye. tuition.&lt;br /&gt;him: WHO'S JEALOUS NOWW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iman. Kenapa dia mengada? I taknak kawan dia. HMPH. Dasar Mr Freako.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-7364029846843869779?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/7364029846843869779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=7364029846843869779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/7364029846843869779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/7364029846843869779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/crossed-border.html' title='crossed the border.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-3463141535352349174</id><published>2009-12-03T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T12:07:18.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this city won't sleep tonight.</title><content type='html'>New blog songs. Yes, I said songs. They're City Won't Sleep by Steve Appleton and Losing Control by Jimmy Robbins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd maybe introduce you guys to lesser known singers. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, the songs are on shuffle so you probably won't get the same order of those two everytime you come to my blog or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Demi. She's amazing but I'm getting an 'Everytime you Lie' overload coz I listen to her on iTunes, my blog, my phone and my iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the music, people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-3463141535352349174?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/3463141535352349174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=3463141535352349174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/3463141535352349174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/3463141535352349174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-city-wont-sleep-tonight.html' title='this city won&apos;t sleep tonight.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-8261666303362645705</id><published>2009-12-03T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T00:46:18.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your beautiful eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://taylorswiftonline.net/gallery/albums/Photoshoots/Other/people%20mag%20photoshoot/med_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 380px;" src="http://taylorswiftonline.net/gallery/albums/Photoshoots/Other/people%20mag%20photoshoot/med_02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift without make-up is just as pretty. &lt;3 Who says you need make-up to look pretty eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-8261666303362645705?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/8261666303362645705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=8261666303362645705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8261666303362645705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8261666303362645705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-beautiful-eyes.html' title='your beautiful eyes.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-8369359033851462426</id><published>2009-12-02T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T23:46:39.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's gonna get better</title><content type='html'>Sam, get well soon. I hope your high fever doesn't turn you into a werewolf. =) As much as I love werewolves and Jacob and all, I taknak my buddyboy jadi werewolf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, uhh. Yeah. Tonight is basically my last night of going online from like 7.30 til way past midnight or something. Tomorrow = start of Form 5 tuition. Well, Form 4 revision actually. But yeah. TUITION DAH START LAH OHMYGOSHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't heard any news or updates about next week's conference. Can't wait to see Umesh again yay! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for SPM 2010 to be over [padahal belum masuk form 5 pun lagi wth] so that I can find a job, get money, and meet people I haven't met since my primary school days or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, kay. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Fara Iylia. If you were a guy, I'd have a crush on you AHAHAHA. I LOVE YOUUUU! And mana boleh rape Taylor lah omg. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-8369359033851462426?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/8369359033851462426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=8369359033851462426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8369359033851462426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8369359033851462426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-gonna-get-better.html' title='it&apos;s gonna get better'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-7674950212386857021</id><published>2009-12-02T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T20:37:36.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just want to talk to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://21.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krzu75Z4pB1qzaf17o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 586px;" src="http://21.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krzu75Z4pB1qzaf17o1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I feel like letting go. Gah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-7674950212386857021?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/7674950212386857021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=7674950212386857021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/7674950212386857021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/7674950212386857021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-want-to-talk-to-you.html' title='i just want to talk to you.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-1168087221168623750</id><published>2009-12-02T12:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T12:12:10.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet dreams.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REBLOGGED FROM MY TUMBLR. IF YOU HAVE READ THIS ON TUMBLR. NO NEED TO READ AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/SxXo9xD3AmI/AAAAAAAAAeU/ImFlltxbosk/s1600-h/tiltshift66.jpeg.scaled.500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/SxXo9xD3AmI/AAAAAAAAAeU/ImFlltxbosk/s320/tiltshift66.jpeg.scaled.500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410486675194708578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, the thing about me and cupcakes... I actually like looking at them more than eating them. When we get/buy cupcakes that are so adorable and just amazingly beautiful, I tend to not eat it. I'll open the fridge to get a glass of milk, look at the cupcakes, sigh and close the refrigerator door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, however, drives my mother crazy. She does not like the fact that half of the fridge is filled with uneaten/half-eaten/mouldy cakes which the maid has to eventually throw out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, Ma. I'm not really into sweet stuff. Give me a lemon wedge to suck on and I'll be as happy as a four year-old with a shiny new toy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-1168087221168623750?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/1168087221168623750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=1168087221168623750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/1168087221168623750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/1168087221168623750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/sweet-dreams.html' title='sweet dreams.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/SxXo9xD3AmI/AAAAAAAAAeU/ImFlltxbosk/s72-c/tiltshift66.jpeg.scaled.500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-2506658650363134324</id><published>2009-12-01T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T00:06:34.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>police shut us down!</title><content type='html'>Screw Tumblr's Tumblarity. Blogger lagi baik kan? To think that I would abandon you for Tumblr, oh poor bloggie. Kesian you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, I'ma shower you with love and attention until my Internet gets taken away or something because of SPM. So today I finished reading Returnable Girl. It isn't really boringlah. I just made myself think it was boring and dreaded it because I liked reading Elsewhere too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after this, I'm reading Shiver. It's about this girl who likes to watch this pack of wolves or something. When I saw that the synopsis said "WOLVES", I'm like "JACOB! NO! TAYLOR! YAY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Automatic response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's dumb. I know. I think the holidays or maybe my sixteenth year on this Earth is making me shallower....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THE HELL MAN! THIS BITCH TOTALLY SLAPPED ME THREE TIMES ON SORORITY LIFE THEN VOTED FOR MY FECKING STYLE? WHAT THE HELL IS HER FECKING PROBLEM? NAK MATI KE? IT'S A GODDAMN GAME! YOU WIN FIGHTS, YOU LOSE FIGHTS. YOU DON'T GO AROUND SLAPPING PEOPLE FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in this world are getting morally-challenged and stupider. AND YES. THAT GOES TO YOU TOO, MR I-INVENTED-TUMBLARITY-TO-PISS-FAMIRA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-2506658650363134324?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/2506658650363134324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=2506658650363134324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2506658650363134324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2506658650363134324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/police-shut-us-down.html' title='police shut us down!'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-2262308979096767267</id><published>2009-12-01T15:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T15:42:02.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sexy bitch beast =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/SxTIjt863CI/AAAAAAAAAeM/J9W5RY7j-nQ/s1600/because+i+can.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/SxTIjt863CI/AAAAAAAAAeM/J9W5RY7j-nQ/s320/because+i+can.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410169568334896162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, ridiculously cool wallpaper~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-2262308979096767267?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/2262308979096767267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=2262308979096767267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2262308979096767267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2262308979096767267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/sexy-bitch-beast-d.html' title='sexy &lt;s&gt;bitch&lt;/s&gt; beast =D'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/SxTIjt863CI/AAAAAAAAAeM/J9W5RY7j-nQ/s72-c/because+i+can.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-6840301751067449254</id><published>2009-12-01T15:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T15:20:48.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meet me halfway.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;15 Reasons Why Jacob Black Is Better Than Edward Cullen:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1-&lt;/b&gt;Jacob is alive. Edward is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2-&lt;/b&gt;Jacob is warm and cuddly. Edward is an ice cube. He has to cuddle &lt;i&gt;on top&lt;/i&gt; of the sheet just so Bella doesn’t freeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3-&lt;/b&gt;Jacob is happy and smiles all the time. Edward is moodier than a PMSing adolescent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4-&lt;/b&gt;Jacob listens to Bella and compromises. Edward decides what’s good for her and dictates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5-&lt;/b&gt;Jacob makes Bella happy. Edward makes Bella anxious, stupid, and obsessive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6-&lt;/b&gt;Jacob and Bella have equal power in their relationship. Edward has &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; the power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7-&lt;/b&gt;Jacob made Bella sad and confused for two weeks. Edward made Bella feel rejected and suicidally depressed for months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8-&lt;/b&gt;It takes Jacob one day to apologize for making Bella miserable. It takes Edward most of a year and a whole lot of drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9-&lt;/b&gt;Bella loves Jacob for his sunny personality. Bella loves Edward cuz he smells good and looks “pretty”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10-&lt;/b&gt;Jacob and Bella’s age difference is two years. Edward’s is one hundred (wtf?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11-&lt;/b&gt;Jacob can turn into a wolf. All Edward can do is sparkle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12-&lt;/b&gt;Who honestly &lt;i&gt;likes&lt;/i&gt; kissing a statue? They’re too cold, stiff, unresponsive, and just plain &lt;i&gt;hard&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13-&lt;/b&gt;Jacob is perfect because he isn’t perfect. Edward is &lt;i&gt;too&lt;/i&gt; perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14-&lt;/b&gt;Jacob has a pimped out motorcycle. All Edward has is a stupid shiny Volvo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15-&lt;/b&gt;Jacob is hilarious. Edward is just plain boring. (too cliché)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-6840301751067449254?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/6840301751067449254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=6840301751067449254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/6840301751067449254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/6840301751067449254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/12/meet-me-halfway.html' title='meet me halfway.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-610350023871013282</id><published>2009-11-30T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:46:55.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no need to think it over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Sam says:&lt;br /&gt;*hahaha noooo&lt;br /&gt;*u know truth is&lt;br /&gt;*i was planning to go n get u something&lt;br /&gt;*seriously&lt;br /&gt;*but then ur mum was like ok lets go home&lt;br /&gt;*so i pun&lt;br /&gt;*diam je la&lt;br /&gt;*haha&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIPUUUU!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-610350023871013282?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/610350023871013282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=610350023871013282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/610350023871013282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/610350023871013282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-need-to-think-it-over.html' title='no need to think it over.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-5419018089547216487</id><published>2009-11-30T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:08:40.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my thoughts you can't decode</title><content type='html'>So ok, the song lyric in the title may or may not match this post. It's from the soundtrack of Twilight and today, I went to watch New Moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went with Ajim, Sam, Tin and her cousin. Sam the bugger made us find him until Fatin used my phone to call him and bising-bising, demanding that he tells us where he was. The bugger was at the opposite side. You know, opposite Billabong semua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lepas tu he met my mum and Tin's mum and we jalan2 aimlessly. First to Kino, then to Roxy, then finally to food court. Sam took Tin's phone and replied two texts she got haha. Then at 12.05, finally we went up to TGV [when the damned movie was sposed to start at 12.05 =="]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were queuing for popcorn, this lady cut in front of us so Sam cleared his throat and we talked, sorta loudly if she feels guilty or not. Nope. Didn't work. That lady was very stubborn and selfish. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we bought the drinks and popcorns, the movie had started. We went into the cinema when Bella was dreaming that she'd be old and wrinkly when Edward's still smooth and young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tin sat next to Sam and had to endure torture. HAHAHA. He closed her eyes when Jacob came out shirtless. Tsk tsk. Tin said she missed two seconds of Taylor xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummmm.... then we ate in the food court. Sam played Ajim's PSP for a mo' and then we headed up to Kino where the Mummies announced that it was time to go. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Next time, I taknak keluar bawak mothers.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we left Sam all alone. Kesian dia, kena kill an hour on his own. Hmph. Yeah, so anyway. It was nice while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ImanKarinStefiraAisyaArdaJoSyaaDeeRubyKennyElisha..... BILA NAK KELUAR? xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-5419018089547216487?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/5419018089547216487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=5419018089547216487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5419018089547216487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5419018089547216487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-thoughts-you-cant-decode.html' title='my thoughts you can&apos;t decode'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-4771440052414329849</id><published>2009-11-30T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T20:35:44.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling like P.Diddy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;All of McFly have a rule, if anything goes wrong, it’s Danny’s fault&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;All of McFly think that Charlie from Busted sometimes ignores them because he’s so tall&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those two McFly facts made me laugh. A lot. Yeah, since this post is a junk post, might as well post another piece of junk here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MOVIES I'VE WATCHED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Time Worldwide Top-Selling Movies at the Box Office (#1).&lt;br /&gt;(As of Nov. 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bold what you’ve seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Titanic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dark Knight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean: At World’s End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Star Wars: Episode I - The Phantom Menace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers.&lt;br /&gt;Jurassic Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spider-Man 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Age: Dawn of the Dinosaurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shrek 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finding Nemo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Star Wars: Episode III - Revenge of the Sith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independence Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spider-Man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star Wars: Episode IV - A New Hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shrek the Third.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spider-Man 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Lion King.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Da Vinci Code.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E.T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Matrix Reloaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Transformers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forrest Gump.&lt;br /&gt;Up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Sixth Sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Star Wars: Episode II - Attack of the Clones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kung Fu Panda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Incredibles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Age: The Meltdown.&lt;br /&gt;Hancock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ratatouille.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lost World: Jurassic Park.&lt;br /&gt;The Passion of the Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mamma Mia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Madagascar: Escape 2 Africa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;War of the Worlds.&lt;br /&gt;Casino Royale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men in Black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Am Legend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star Wars: Episode VI - Return of the Jedi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iron Man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Night at the Museum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantum of Solace.&lt;br /&gt;Armageddon.&lt;br /&gt;King Kong (2005).&lt;br /&gt;Mission: Impossible II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star Wars: Episode V - The Empire Strikes Back.&lt;br /&gt;WALL-E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monsters, Inc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Day After Tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Simpsons Movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost.&lt;br /&gt;Terminator 2: Judgment Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aladdin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade.&lt;br /&gt;Twister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toy Story 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Troy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angels &amp;amp; Demons.&lt;br /&gt;Saving Private Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaws.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Woman.&lt;br /&gt;The Hangover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bruce Almighty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;300.&lt;br /&gt;The Matrix.&lt;br /&gt;Gladiator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X-Men: The Last Stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shrek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Treasure: Book of Secrets.&lt;br /&gt;Mission: Impossible.&lt;br /&gt;2012.&lt;br /&gt;Pearl Harbor.&lt;br /&gt;Ocean’s Eleven.&lt;br /&gt;The Bourne Ultimatum.&lt;br /&gt;The Last Samurai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tarzan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meet the Fockers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr &amp;amp; Mrs Smith.&lt;br /&gt;Men in Black II.&lt;br /&gt;Die Another Day.&lt;br /&gt;Dances with Wolves.&lt;br /&gt;The Matrix Revolutions.&lt;br /&gt;Cast Away.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Doubtfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mummy Returns.&lt;br /&gt;Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines.&lt;br /&gt;The Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;Night at the Museum: Battle of the Smithsonian.&lt;br /&gt;Batman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rain Man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bodyguard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Madagascar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex and the City.&lt;br /&gt;Mission: Impossible III.&lt;br /&gt;Gone with the Wind.&lt;br /&gt;Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves.&lt;br /&gt;Superman Returns.&lt;br /&gt;The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor.&lt;br /&gt;Raiders of the Lost Ark.&lt;br /&gt;Star Trek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beauty and the Beast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Age.&lt;br /&gt;Live Free or Die Hard.&lt;br /&gt;Godzilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X-Men Origins: Wolverine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monsters vs Aliens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Click.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Women Want.&lt;br /&gt;Terminator Salvation.&lt;br /&gt;The Fugitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Lies.&lt;br /&gt;Die Hard: With a Vengeance.&lt;br /&gt;The Golden Compass.&lt;br /&gt;Notting Hill.&lt;br /&gt;Jurassic Park III.&lt;br /&gt;Slumdog Millionaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fast &amp;amp; Furious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There’s Something About Mary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planet of the Apes (2001).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Flintstones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toy Story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minority Report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Bug’s Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alvin and the Chipmunks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Exorcist.&lt;br /&gt;My Big Fat Greek Wedding.&lt;br /&gt;Basic Instinct.&lt;br /&gt;The World is Not Enough.&lt;br /&gt;Batman Begins.&lt;br /&gt;GoldenEye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ocean’s Twelve.&lt;br /&gt;Back to the Future.&lt;br /&gt;Se7en.&lt;br /&gt;Who Framed Roger Rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;Hannibal.&lt;br /&gt;Deep Impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dinosaur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pocahontas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Never Dies.&lt;br /&gt;Top Gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I, Robot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the Grinch Stole Christmas (2000).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Enchanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted.&lt;br /&gt;National Treasure.&lt;br /&gt;Catch Me If You Can .&lt;br /&gt;American Beauty.&lt;br /&gt;Batman Forever.&lt;br /&gt;Apollo 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the Future Part II.&lt;br /&gt;The Rock.&lt;br /&gt;Over the Hedge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fantastic Four.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rush Hour 2.&lt;br /&gt;The Curious Case of Benjamin Button.&lt;br /&gt;Crocodile Dundee.&lt;br /&gt;The Perfect Storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Hunchback of Notre Dame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Devil Wears Prada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schindler’s List.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Mask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatal Attraction.&lt;br /&gt;Lethal Weapon 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beverly Hills Cop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air Force One.&lt;br /&gt;The Proposal.&lt;br /&gt;As Good As It Gets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-4771440052414329849?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/4771440052414329849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=4771440052414329849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/4771440052414329849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/4771440052414329849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/11/feeling-like-pdiddy.html' title='feeling like P.Diddy.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-6630126053589431097</id><published>2009-11-29T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T20:52:45.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jane doe.</title><content type='html'>bosan bosan bosan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week pegi KLCC&lt;br /&gt;Tadi pegi KLCC&lt;br /&gt;Besok pegi KLCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I AM MISSING MY 4H FREAKS AND YES, THAT INCLUDES RAZMAN WHO HAS DISAPPEARED FROM THE FACE OF THE EARTH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-6630126053589431097?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/6630126053589431097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=6630126053589431097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/6630126053589431097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/6630126053589431097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/11/jane-doe.html' title='jane doe.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-2784877549848224557</id><published>2009-11-26T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:07:04.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>make peace with an empty town.</title><content type='html'>Hi, all. I am happy today :) Yes, smiley happy. Today I bought this giant pack of faber castell's magic pens. 30 colours. RM7.50. I wanted to buy oil pastels but I think there MIGHT be a box somewhere. Trawling the galaxy[read: my house] is going to be ridiculously lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've moved for over a year now and uhh.. I have a box under my dressing table still. Mostly big junky stuff but it's there. And I have bags of stuff under my study table. Not good, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tomorrow's raya Haji. Nothing too special about it. Nobody's cooking/planning anything special so that's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummmmm.... I need a new PC. Like seriously. Preferably Dell with the purple front plate. Yes i know I have to pay an additional RM87 but I've got that money ok? The money I don't have is the RM2199 or RM2699 for the entire PC [high RAM, high harddrive, monitor, etc.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nggggh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-2784877549848224557?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/2784877549848224557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=2784877549848224557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2784877549848224557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2784877549848224557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/11/make-peace-with-empty-town.html' title='make peace with an empty town.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-765568044418869853</id><published>2009-11-25T22:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T22:40:29.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm not gonna waste these words...</title><content type='html'>So I'm gonna say that I have really comel and weird friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Aimi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;Tinn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Karin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-765568044418869853?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/765568044418869853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=765568044418869853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/765568044418869853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/765568044418869853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-not-gonna-waste-these-words.html' title='i&apos;m not gonna waste these words...'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-2006133091904699918</id><published>2009-11-25T20:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T20:42:40.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello world, are you listening?</title><content type='html'>Malik, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Xalkim&lt;/span&gt; is a rad Nobody name. But I don't want you to turn into a Nobody hokay? =D &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I still say XHAFRA for yours-truly thought it's weirdish haha. =="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh... Kingdom Hearts. I miss playing it [by it I mean KH2 and no, Malik. I'm no disgrace to KH fans worldwide] til my hands hurt. I miss screaming coz Sora died just.when.I.was.about.to.defeat.effing.Demyx. I miss my brother telling me to shut up because of the screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Birth by Sleep is fecking coming out on &lt;s&gt;PS3.&lt;/s&gt; PSP. I can only DREAM of playing it. RAWR. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[No wait, my brother has PSP so.... maybe.maybe.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite character: Roxas. Kesian. Always getting confuzzled&lt;br /&gt;Least fave character: Namine. She's creepy and pale.&lt;br /&gt;Fave place: Pridelands[?] tah lupa nama. But Lion King's place fo'sho.&lt;br /&gt;Least fave place: the world that never was. [too dark. me no likey]&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Nobody: XALKIM! nah. kidding. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more games to play. Shit, Sony. DON'T STOP MAKING GOOD GAMES FOR PS2 GRRR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-2006133091904699918?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/2006133091904699918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=2006133091904699918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2006133091904699918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2006133091904699918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-world-are-you-listening.html' title='hello world, are you listening?'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-5279769037816545107</id><published>2009-11-25T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T12:29:09.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't surrender.</title><content type='html'>Hokaaay. I've been on Tumblr too much today. My tumblarity went from 33 to 60.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, I didn't post my things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reblogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and reblogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and reblogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAWR. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-5279769037816545107?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/5279769037816545107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=5279769037816545107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5279769037816545107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5279769037816545107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-surrender.html' title='don&apos;t surrender.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-2037262836145324060</id><published>2009-11-24T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T22:22:03.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>people are people.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes we change our minds, sometimes we have a change of heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I feeling now towards Mr Sunshine? I don't know. Sometimes I find he's like freakin' adorable and sometimes I get tired because of his uber-shyness. Sometimes I do everything I can to just &lt;s&gt;stalk&lt;/s&gt; steal a look at him but sometimes I feel like it's nothing but a lost cause to like someone you can't have, don't talk to and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is all this going? I hate hormones. And teen years. And SPM. And Physics. And Chemistry. And Add maths. Please, all. Just go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this world where people DO judge a book by its cover, why can't we just accept people for who they are. Why judge? Why hate just because that someone, to you, is too ugly/fat/anorexic/deformed/poor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with society is that everyone thinks they're better than the other. Ugh. I hate this. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-2037262836145324060?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/2037262836145324060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=2037262836145324060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2037262836145324060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2037262836145324060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/11/people-are-people.html' title='people are people.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-2968153114453038426</id><published>2009-11-24T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T20:30:55.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazier.</title><content type='html'>Today I did so many things. Tagged along when my mum went to the gym [and thus almost killing myself on the stationary bike], watched 500 days of summer with Tin [who exclaimed: "CEPATNYA YOU MANDI!" because in 15 minutes after texting her I was gonna shower and go her house, I was there. =D] anddd I slept and slept from 3.30-7.10 [ that can't be good right?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm. For dinner, I had Nutella spreaded all over a banana. Sedap tau. Beats having something heavy for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, 15 of us from 4H 09 went to Genting. Without a teacher or any parents [ my mum threw a fit when she found out we were unchaperoned.] It was maddeningly fun. I wouldn't trade yesterday for anything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well except for losing sayyy 30 kgs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shrug-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinnn. I love the fact that our mums fight over Mr Sunshine's mum. Seriously. Your mum will say that his mum is my mum's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;besan &lt;/span&gt;but my mum will say that his mum is your mum's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;besan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't even know what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;besan &lt;/span&gt;means kan Tin? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farah.Priya.Rupini. I miss you three like crazy. I want us to be in the same class again next year. =( How AM I GONNA &lt;b&gt;SURVIVE AN ENTIRE MONTH WITHOUT KACAUING PRIYA, LAUGH AT FARAH'S PSYCHO LGM DRAWINGS AND HAVE RUPINI GLARE AT ME WHEN I DO STUPID THINGS??&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sunshine: I miss seeing you. More than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-2968153114453038426?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/2968153114453038426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=2968153114453038426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2968153114453038426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2968153114453038426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/11/crazier.html' title='crazier.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-5513679841813367432</id><published>2009-11-22T19:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T19:13:45.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meet me on the equinox</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/puOKhQlxCYk&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/puOKhQlxCYk&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Lautner blushing after being embarassed by Jimmy Kimmel, Kristen Stewart on how she almost died tripping over a rock and Rob on having a strained buttcheek muscle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-5513679841813367432?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/5513679841813367432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=5513679841813367432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5513679841813367432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5513679841813367432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/11/meet-me-on-equinox.html' title='meet me on the equinox'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-8081598080266953692</id><published>2009-11-22T17:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:30:52.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my head gets so confused.</title><content type='html'>You gotta be kidding me. Hugh Grant is 49. Older than my dad weyh whatthehell! NOOOO! He doesn't look too olddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nggh. Also, I think I might have a girl crush on Annalynne McCord. You know, Naomi from 90210? She's prettyyy. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fashionindie.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/20090408_solang_560x425-550x417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 303px;" src="http://fashionindie.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/20090408_solang_560x425-550x417.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think she looks weird, so be it. Today I went to Wangsa Walk for lunch with the Jimbo [whose surgery has been pushed back to next next week] and Mama. We met Danial Firdaus, this primary school friend of mine. Back in Standard 2-5 he'd have a birthday party and I will always go without fail. We weren't the tightest of buds but we were friends nonetheless. My mum's friends with his parents too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeaaah. After primary, i basically lost contact with him. Added him on FB and MS but never bothering to say  hi. So just now, while the parents talked, I just sat there quietly and listened. What would I say to him kan? It's weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also in Wangsa Walk, I bought two backdated issues of Seventeen USA for 9.90 each. A steal! They usually cost 19.90 an issue. The issues I bought are September and October 2009.  Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out with the class to Genting tomorrow. Woohoooooo! I don't like amusement parks and theme parks but for the sake of having fun for the last time with the crazies, I'll go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-8081598080266953692?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/8081598080266953692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=8081598080266953692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8081598080266953692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8081598080266953692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-head-gets-so-confused.html' title='my head gets so confused.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-2842190915461775759</id><published>2009-11-21T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T19:49:17.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling lucky today.</title><content type='html'>I BOUGHT NEW SHOES! That are comfortable and wearable unlike this one pair of flats i bought last year which are uncomfortable and a pair of sandals i bought, also last year, that'll take me 20 minutes to wear and take them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have awesome new shoes! Yay! About 2 1/2 inches tall coz they're wedges and all. Hahah. My dad hates them coz he feels uber short now. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After paying, I wore them straight out of the box coz the Clarks wedges I was wearing was a total goner. The right shoe's heel was worn out and thus, was shorter than the left shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I stumbled thrice.&lt;br /&gt;And I almost slid twice in Kinokuniya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I survived. No worries. =D I did not embarass myself. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinnerz doesn't want me to wear them when we go watch New Moon. Fine, Tin. Fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Body Shop's new perfume called Love Etc.. smells real nice. RM85, wanted it, couldn't have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mehhh. This is unusual. Me talking about shopping and stuff. Farah Amira almost never shops. She buys clothes MAXIMUM, THRICE A YEAR. She buys shoes, almost one pair annually. She buys new jeans when her current ones are completely tattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... I'm a woman now? HAHAH. Or maybe a full-fledged teenage girl. Idk. I've been whinier these past few months. I'm sorry. I think I'm sixteen going on 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Gotta shower. Going out for dinner and live music with the parental units later. Seee yaaaa! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[Tin, I love you haha]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-2842190915461775759?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/2842190915461775759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=2842190915461775759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2842190915461775759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2842190915461775759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/11/feeling-lucky-today.html' title='feeling lucky today.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-7344099101514727473</id><published>2009-11-20T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T22:53:35.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he's always hated me.</title><content type='html'>My blog that is.  I've given up trying to remove that fugly blogger bar at the top there. it totally ruins the blogskin grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes. GOSSIP GIRL! Hahahah. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone willing to attempt to remove blogger bar will be rewarded 5 jawbreakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALS SUDAH HABIS, KITA BOLEH PARTY, lalalaa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-7344099101514727473?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/7344099101514727473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=7344099101514727473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/7344099101514727473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/7344099101514727473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/11/hes-always-hated-me.html' title='he&apos;s always hated me.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-8708967914330123969</id><published>2009-11-20T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T21:49:41.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the ride of your life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam says:&lt;br /&gt;*i think i'm pregnant&lt;br /&gt;*haha&lt;br /&gt;*i'm craving stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-8708967914330123969?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/8708967914330123969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=8708967914330123969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8708967914330123969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8708967914330123969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/11/ride-of-your-life.html' title='the ride of your life.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-6314169090038041884</id><published>2009-11-15T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T16:51:07.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>live like we're dying</title><content type='html'>Today, we lost a SABian. Today, we lost a fellow form 4 citizen, one who was supposed to finish finals with us on Friday, one who was supposed to graduate with us before SPM next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I won't deny the fact that I didn't like that fella one bit. He was pretty much cocky, obnoxious and thinks he's too smart for the world telling everyone tall stories of how he met Queen E on her private jet and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember calling him an ass for years now. It's sad isn't it? I never liked his vocal talent and I thought his MJ dance during Talentime was too overdramatic. He was trying too hard to be like Michael Jackson. And today, he went from this world just like MJ did. Sudden. Unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was out jogging this morning when he suddenly collapsed and never regained consciousness. He suffered from either heart failure/heart attack. They said that he was gone right there, on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayers are with his parents. From what I've heard, they've lost another son a few years ago because of the heart as well. It must be devastating. To all those who were close to him, his best friends, his ex-girlfriends, his scandals, whatever your link to him was.... please be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never lost a friend in this way before but to see my friends lose a friend like this is just tragic. Sixteen is too young of an age to depart from this world. He took LK so I'm pretty much guessing that he wanted to be an engineer of some sort right? He never got the chance to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So friends and readers, always be grateful with what you have, love people who have always loved you, never take things for granted. Life is too short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP Sree Kumaresh. Dance like you would in school, wherever you are now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-6314169090038041884?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/6314169090038041884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=6314169090038041884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/6314169090038041884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/6314169090038041884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/11/live-like-were-dying.html' title='live like we&apos;re dying'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-7015532707290701058</id><published>2009-11-01T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T21:43:33.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams are bursting at the seams.</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is Umesh's birthday! Happy sweet 16, future promdate xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's seee...... Oh yeah. Installation yesterday kan? I forgot to mention that roughly 9 months ago during ILTS, IZERI ASKED ME TO CARRY HIS PLATE AFTER BREAKFAST! Now look at him. Mr President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, today I kept tearing up texting Syaa and all. =( I can't let go of the forn 5s. I CAN'T. I WANT Y'ALL TO STAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sob-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-7015532707290701058?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/7015532707290701058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=7015532707290701058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/7015532707290701058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/7015532707290701058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/11/dreams-are-bursting-at-seams.html' title='dreams are bursting at the seams.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-107469511051822405</id><published>2009-11-01T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T10:20:33.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hear me say</title><content type='html'>FAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISSED AAR CONCERT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-107469511051822405?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/107469511051822405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=107469511051822405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/107469511051822405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/107469511051822405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/11/hear-me-say.html' title='hear me say'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-8815559284396091729</id><published>2009-11-01T08:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T08:47:50.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you.</title><content type='html'>Looking at all the Form 5 graduation pictures Arda just posted, I feel sad. I mean, in less than 3 weeks, school's gonna be over and they'll start their SPM. Three weeks later, they're done with SPM and school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss StefiraAisyaArdaSyaaSyiaRubyJoJonathanChowder andddd many more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I feel like crying now. And especially to Miss Stefira Marzuki, lepas SPM dah tak come over to my house tu saja je nak cari pasal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next year will be my turn for SPM and graduation and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Prom '10? &lt;/span&gt;[=\]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RupiniPriyaFarahSookBaoyuHanaMintLesNajatAanHilaryKahou&lt;br /&gt;ShungliVengchungAmandaUmesh, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;we'll make 2010 the best year yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =']&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-8815559284396091729?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/8815559284396091729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=8815559284396091729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8815559284396091729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8815559284396091729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-you.html' title='i love you.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-5126137569495743843</id><published>2009-10-31T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T21:35:56.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ten thousand lightning bugs.</title><content type='html'>So today the form 5s and upper 6s graduated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sniff-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days with Snuffles, Syawn, ArdaKURUS, Syaa, Jo and Ruby are numbered! =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NEXT YEAR SPM WEYH WATTHEHELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, October is coming to an end already [HAPPY HALLOWEEN to those celebrating, btw] and finals are in two weeks. Eeeeeeeeeeeeek! Damnlah damnlah damnlah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yesterday I met Naim. PN Rosna wanted me to take keyboard stand from 4A storeroom. Ingat dia nak guna, kali tiba2 i saw Naim. So I smacked him a lot of times til he went "WEYH SAKIT AH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. Awww. Bila nak jumpa Miss Fara Iylia pulak? =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andddd.. today was installation. Our sketch was kinda slow in transition but the people like it, so whattheheck. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. Waking up at 5.30 for school every morn' and getting up at .30 every saturday for the past two weeks is taking a toll on me. Seriously. I feel like I'm gonna go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-5126137569495743843?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/5126137569495743843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=5126137569495743843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5126137569495743843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5126137569495743843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/10/ten-thousand-lightning-bugs.html' title='ten thousand lightning bugs.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-3405591901774686926</id><published>2009-10-30T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T22:48:24.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I believe it was a Tuesday</title><content type='html'>that I first laid my eyes on you? I can't remember when exactly, dear Mr Sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you. Come back =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shitlah, suddenly no mood to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School life is bad. Exams = 9-20Nov; when other schools' students are already parading all around KL, we'd still be suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nggggh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Petch gila. Haha. So is the Mattress. Who's Mattress you ask? MSN me babyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sucks. I'm off to pack for Installation tomorrow -sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Dharma loser main Snap! HAHAHAHA. Umesh, Wei Chong, Hein Young and I totally owned him. Hahahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-3405591901774686926?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/3405591901774686926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=3405591901774686926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/3405591901774686926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/3405591901774686926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-believe-it-was-tuesday.html' title='I believe it was a Tuesday'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-7276277141625456720</id><published>2009-10-25T22:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:46:51.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i need....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SCHEDULES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 November - Ajim undergoing hand surgery? [!]&lt;br /&gt;                         - Last day of EXAMS! WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd November - class trip to Genting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 December - Form 5 tuition classes begin in Maths Clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10-13 December - 41st District Interact Conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15-18 December -  possible vacation with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 December - most likely last guitar class in Menuetto music til after SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd January 2009 - HOUSE ARREST BEGINS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Dearest Fatinnerz, when are we gonna watch New Moon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dearest Iman, when are we gonna celebrate your birthday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Dearest Sam the Sam and Rocyie Wong, when are we going out to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Guardian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-7276277141625456720?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/7276277141625456720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=7276277141625456720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/7276277141625456720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/7276277141625456720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/10/all-i-need.html' title='all i need....'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-6986403986546191193</id><published>2009-10-24T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T22:44:08.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>live like we're dying.</title><content type='html'>MALIK, LOOK AT THE TITLE! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so happy for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, you get a special post. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-6986403986546191193?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/6986403986546191193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=6986403986546191193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/6986403986546191193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/6986403986546191193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/10/live-like-were-dying.html' title='live like we&apos;re dying.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-4622133904999559072</id><published>2009-10-24T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T22:14:20.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rushed off my feet.</title><content type='html'>Funny story that happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was 15 minutes late for Chemistry right, because I went to the toilet and tried to throw up[my stomach ache was horrid!] but i couldn't. Less than 5 minutes I arrived at the lab, Yasameen said Pn Karimah wanted to see me and she wants the SPM forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off Rupini and I went. Climbing the torturous flight of stairs leading to class 6AA where we have been forcefully relocated.I knew there were 6 people who didn't hand in their forms but I don't know who. So the two of us, arranged the forms in alphabetical order and then Rupini counted the forms....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rupini: 29 forms.&lt;br /&gt;Me: CANNOT BE. I THOUGHT EARLIER TODAY I COUNTED GOT 30! Because got 6 people who didn't hand in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we recounted the forms like, three or four times when suddenly Rupini looked up from the forms and said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm gonna smack you. 29+6 doesn't equal to 35 ah? How many people do you think we have in our class? Since when do we have 36 people!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So naturally, we started laughing. Yep, the two of us laughing in that big empty class. I'm telling you, form 4 has gotten to my head tau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for the 36th person. Pffft. The 36th must be Farah Roslee's imaginary friend Thomas. HAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-4622133904999559072?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/4622133904999559072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=4622133904999559072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/4622133904999559072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/4622133904999559072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/10/rushed-off-my-feet.html' title='rushed off my feet.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-3054287251371936901</id><published>2009-10-23T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T21:16:34.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's no surprise.</title><content type='html'>*clears throat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LING SOOK SHIAN I LOVED YOUR PERFORMANCE YESTERDAY, I LOVE YOU FOREVER~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Dah, jangan nak perasan banyak sangat. Hehehe]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Talentime was freakin' amazing. Just when I thought school would totally suck the soul outta me and destroy my existence, a gem in the form of Talentime comes along andd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHBAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely. I had a great time. Umesh and Mazlan were great. They're both emcees and besides that, Mazlan took part in waltz and Umesh rapped and danced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sorry St.Johns. I didn't like your rendition of 'Hey Jude' Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Nabil, [who I suspect is SAB's favourite ex-SABian for being a singer and all] came to sing what I believe is his new single? Yeah. When he was onstage, Syud went up on stage and gave him plastic flowers that FAIZ DANYAL GAVE TO ANNABELLE DURING HER PERFORMANCE. And I'm guessing he didn't wanna feel 'left out',[either that or he was being the smart ass he is] Umesh also gave Nabil flowers and hugged him. 'twas funny. He[Nabil] also danced to Billy Jean with SREE KUMARESH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, first Sree danced to 'Black or White' with Umesh joining momentarily. And then he danced with Nabil. He totally chose the wrong career WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAHHH! Talentime, Talentime. You rocked my socks off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cue the drums, FINALS ARE COMING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sigh-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-3054287251371936901?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/3054287251371936901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=3054287251371936901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/3054287251371936901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/3054287251371936901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-no-surprise.html' title='it&apos;s no surprise.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-7163055969058791902</id><published>2009-10-18T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T23:10:51.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loosen my lips.</title><content type='html'>I am surprised that Roshan Singh has a very nice taste in music. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, howdy all. I haven't written properly in a while. If you think I'm abandoning Blogger for Tumblr, think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I go on Tumblr, I just... REBLOG. I'm losing my touch. Ngh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss being 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Mr Sunshine and his voice and his hair and his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Jaf Reen Natassia Iman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have a cold. Deal with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-7163055969058791902?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/7163055969058791902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=7163055969058791902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/7163055969058791902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/7163055969058791902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/10/loosen-my-lips.html' title='loosen my lips.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-1580907451940319811</id><published>2009-10-16T12:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T12:27:55.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>war between the vanities.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;b&gt;01. You’re currently confused about someone’s feelings for you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. You have been in a serious relationship before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;03. You own an iPod of some sort.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. You do not like your sibling’s girlfriend/boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;05. You drink too much alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;06. You have been to the Olive Garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;07. You have taken medicine of some sort this week.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. It is really cold in your house right now.&lt;br /&gt;09. You are extremely dependent on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. You do not like to express your feelings in front of others.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. You ate a lot of food today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. It doesn’t take much for you to cry.&lt;br /&gt;13. People consider you a sappy sort of person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. Someone in your family is rich.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. You have been to Disney World or Disneyland before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. You hate when people constantly talk about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;17. You are a good listener, but you hate complainers.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Someone has called you for a serious medical emergency before.&lt;br /&gt;19. You have had a serious surgery.&lt;br /&gt;20. Your house has a spare bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;21. Your house is old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22. You have at least one cousin under the age of three.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. You have never held a baby before.&lt;br /&gt;24. You can’t handle toddlers.&lt;br /&gt;25. You have a painting in your room.&lt;br /&gt;26. You have been to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;27. You have been to Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;28. You love cherry flavored lollipops.&lt;br /&gt;29. You celebrate Easter.&lt;br /&gt;30. You observe Lent.&lt;br /&gt;31. You are Catholic.&lt;br /&gt;32. You do not believe in God.&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;33. Religion is not important to you.&lt;br /&gt;34. You want to have a BIG family one day.&lt;br /&gt;35.You would rather have more sons than daughters.&lt;br /&gt;36. You have more aunts than uncles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;37. You hate being too cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;38. You currently are way more tan than everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;39. You wear shoes in your house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;40. Your parent(s) are clean freaks.&lt;br /&gt;41. You are more messy than clean.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;42. You are currently angry at someone.&lt;br /&gt;43. Patience is so not a virtue to you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Your desk is extremely clean.&lt;br /&gt;45. Your bed sheets are either blue, green, black, or white.&lt;br /&gt;46. When you hear ‘black &amp;amp; white’ it reminds you of Katy Perry’s ‘hot n cold’ song.&lt;br /&gt;47. You have no clue what that song is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;48. You think rap artists are completely pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;49. You are glad George Bush will be/is out of office.&lt;br /&gt;50. Politics are boring to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;51. You take a vitamin daily.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. You feel like you are sick often.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. You’ve never thrown up before.&lt;br /&gt;54. You think it’s gross when people set food down on their desk at school with no napkin.&lt;br /&gt;55. You also find it gross that people sit on top of desks.&lt;br /&gt;56. You are now cringing at the thought of someone’s food where someone’s ass was.&lt;br /&gt;57. You love getting bubble baths.&lt;br /&gt;58. You do not like chocolate at all.&lt;br /&gt;59. You are allergic to nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;60. You have been stung by a bee before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;61. You have been to the emergency room before for something.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. One of your parents is 50 or older.&lt;br /&gt;63. You are the baby of your immediate family.&lt;br /&gt;64. You hate broccoli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;65. Cooked carrots are good, though.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;66. You go on tumblr too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;67. You are really comfortable right now.&lt;br /&gt;68. You like witty t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;69. You are a major fan of underground bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;70. You have been on an airplane before.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. You are not afraid of heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;72. You consider yourself paranoid.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. You have had a panic attack before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;74. The thought of being old and alone bothers you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. You would choose the elderly over children.&lt;br /&gt;76. You feel like you’re living in the wrong decade.&lt;br /&gt;77. You have smoked weed before.&lt;br /&gt;78. You think it’s way too cold outside right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;79. You love the thought of sleeping in tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;80. You would rather go to bed early and get up early.&lt;br /&gt;81. You feel like the early bird catches the worm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;82. You are a big breakfast eater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;83. You are currently suffering from the common cold.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[maybe]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. You are craving something salty.&lt;br /&gt;85. You have been in a car today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;86. There is something plugged in near you.&lt;br /&gt;87. You have heard of the TV show ‘Private Practice.’&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. You do not like medical television shows.&lt;br /&gt;89. You prefer horror to comedies.&lt;br /&gt;90. You adore Leo &amp;amp; Kate.&lt;br /&gt;91. You think high-waisted pants look good.&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;b&gt;92. You hate cheesy movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;93. You enjoy camping out.&lt;br /&gt;94. Bugs don’t bother you.&lt;br /&gt;95. You do well in school without trying.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. You are extremely jealous of someone currently.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;97. You feel like you have changed a lot from 08-09.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;98. You like energy drinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;99. You like italics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. You know the entire script of Mean Girl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-1580907451940319811?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/1580907451940319811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=1580907451940319811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/1580907451940319811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/1580907451940319811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/10/war-between-vanities.html' title='war between the vanities.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-721133476403037651</id><published>2009-10-16T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T00:23:55.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll wait ;)</title><content type='html'>I had a really bad day today, which I will tell y'all in another post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But going for tuition, is absolutely chillaxing for me. No, I haven't turned into a nerd and suddenly decided to think that my life would suck without physics/maths/addmaths/chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Mr Sunshine made me happy. And I'm glad because I was up to the point of wanting to strangle everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I think, Mr Sunshine must think we're all crazy, especially me. Blame it on Tinnerz, love. I didn't mean to make you think that I'm psychotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;I'm in like with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Talk to me already, you crazy bugger. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-721133476403037651?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/721133476403037651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=721133476403037651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/721133476403037651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/721133476403037651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/10/ill-wait.html' title='i&apos;ll wait ;)'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-3129280498905795932</id><published>2009-10-11T12:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T19:50:21.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunshine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;*Note: The title IS a song lyric. Gahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be mad if your best friend dated the person you liked?&lt;br /&gt;Gahahaha. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tinnerz, nak jawab?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is anyone over- protective of you?&lt;br /&gt;umm, my parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you made a mistake in the past week?&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anyone named Joshua?&lt;br /&gt;mmhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were paid 1 million dollars to spend the night in a supposed haunted house, would you?&lt;br /&gt;tak PAYAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you can last in a relationship for six months?&lt;br /&gt;with cooperation and trust from both sides, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think two people can last forever?&lt;br /&gt;To quote Hilary Duff: WITH LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you put yesterday on repeat and live it forever?&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY! Sebab nanti I kena go listen to that public speaking seminar crap again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you drink tea?&lt;br /&gt;yes. Green tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have feelings for someone?&lt;br /&gt;Yepppppp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person to give you a hug?&lt;br /&gt;AiSYAWN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you talk to the person you like tonight?&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to. But he won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your last text from?&lt;br /&gt;Tinnerz. Then she disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your opinion which is the stronger emotion: love or hate?&lt;br /&gt;ummm... both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's midnight, Who are you texting?&lt;br /&gt;I'd be in LaLa Land thankyou verymuch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you had Starbucks?&lt;br /&gt;last last week methinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to runaway, where would you go?&lt;br /&gt;LONDONNN! Hahaha. Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you held hands with somebody in the past three days?&lt;br /&gt;PRIYA, my mum, ajim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you hid?&lt;br /&gt;tatau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a really big fight with a best friend?&lt;br /&gt; yes , we ended up ending the friendship. too bad for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many piercings do you have besides ears?&lt;br /&gt;ZERO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Do you prefer to call or text?&lt;br /&gt;TEXT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever like someone older than you?&lt;br /&gt;Does Taylor Lautner count? =D but, yes anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as anyone put there arms around you in the past five days?&lt;br /&gt;i dont recall? hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did you last say hi to last?&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Shahrina via Fatin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many piercings do you have?&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to take a drug test would you pass?&lt;br /&gt;yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your valentine this year?&lt;br /&gt;I don't celebrate V-Days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Do you use any instant messaging system?&lt;br /&gt;MSN FOREVERR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Do you know how to use facebook completely?&lt;br /&gt;durrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your last message from on myspace?&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping @#*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many scars are on each of your arms?&lt;br /&gt;satu saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you do well in school?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A QUESTION! NEXT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Have you had any kind of sex in the past 3 months?&lt;br /&gt;HELL NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Do you like where you live?&lt;br /&gt; yes1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;food. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;ummm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you last laugh really hard?&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY. GAHAHA. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOMEONE'S ICE-CREAM FELL DOWN WITH A PLOP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a bad influence?&lt;br /&gt;maybeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your best friend have a boyfriend/ girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;best friend mana? HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you at 7:30 this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long is your hair?&lt;br /&gt;bawah shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;08031993&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose bed did you sleep on last night?&lt;br /&gt;mineee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel right now?&lt;br /&gt;lovesick anddd PANAS! AIR COND BELUM ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate the last guy you had a conversation with?&lt;br /&gt;Suhaimie? No. I love him more than my own brother BUTTTTTTT he called Mr Sunshine a SISSY. DAMN YOUUU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you want for your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;anything. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr Sunshine, maybe? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-3129280498905795932?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/3129280498905795932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=3129280498905795932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/3129280498905795932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/3129280498905795932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/10/sunshine.html' title='sunshine.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-5184131137808469101</id><published>2009-10-10T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T23:37:53.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for the first time in history.</title><content type='html'>Today we made history!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/StCipI5ApNI/AAAAAAAAAd8/nqbXEgyHRHA/s1600-h/historymade.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 84px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/StCipI5ApNI/AAAAAAAAAd8/nqbXEgyHRHA/s320/historymade.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390987581607421138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D 80 status comments convo! Longest convo EVER. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Status comments....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/StCkVDSd31I/AAAAAAAAAeE/6_dw9JQeHDc/s1600-h/mrsunshine.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 107px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/StCkVDSd31I/AAAAAAAAAeE/6_dw9JQeHDc/s320/mrsunshine.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390989435529453394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Yes, I believe in that. Ohh, Mr Sunshineee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am sorry dear Blogger Blog and friends for abandoning youuu. Coz lately, all I have are materials for graphics stuff. Once I have something inside my head, I can.not.stop.my.self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on Thursday..... Tinnerz tried out for Physics class in MC! My gosssh. Kecoh satu kampung. Andd we've grown inseparablee! I texted her since like 12.50 in school earlier today on my Maxis til 8ish just now when Maxis decided to bail. So I used my Celcom number. Now, we're on MSN. Gilalaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Mr Sunshine is fun. But since she's close to Mr Sunshineee, that is veryy veryy jahat. HAHAHA =D Sorry Tinnerz. You know meeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found this, which is damn right. Ugh. MR SUNSHINEE! You're meann. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x9a.xanga.com/3cdf3a1379c32236597430/b186948511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 400px;" src="http://x9a.xanga.com/3cdf3a1379c32236597430/b186948511.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok. I'll stop talking about him now. Before I end this post, we went to Secret Recipe Desa Pandan yesterday. 11 of us. anddddd on the way back to school, Rama Rama Rajah's* ice-cream fell down with a plop from on top of the cone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;I almost died laughing on the sidewalk =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Name changed to protect myself from getting my ass kicked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-5184131137808469101?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/5184131137808469101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=5184131137808469101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5184131137808469101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5184131137808469101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/10/for-first-time-in-history.html' title='for the first time in history.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/StCipI5ApNI/AAAAAAAAAd8/nqbXEgyHRHA/s72-c/historymade.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-9140446734985568944</id><published>2009-10-09T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T21:19:53.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>would you ever be a real, real boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;How do I get closer to you&lt;br /&gt;When you keep it all on mute&lt;br /&gt;How will I know&lt;br /&gt;The right way&lt;br /&gt;To love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually the queen&lt;br /&gt;At figurin out&lt;br /&gt;Breaking down the man&lt;br /&gt;Is no work out&lt;br /&gt;But I have no clue&lt;br /&gt;How to get through to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hit you&lt;br /&gt;Just to see if you cry&lt;br /&gt;Keep knockin on wood&lt;br /&gt;Hopin there's&lt;br /&gt;A real boy inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause you're not a man&lt;br /&gt;You're just a mannequin&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could feel&lt;br /&gt;That my love is real&lt;br /&gt;But you're not a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could just&lt;br /&gt;Turn you on&lt;br /&gt;put a battery in and make you talk&lt;br /&gt;Even pull a string for you&lt;br /&gt;To say anything&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;This is how you make me feel. Boy, you just don't know it. I want my heart back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-9140446734985568944?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/9140446734985568944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=9140446734985568944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/9140446734985568944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/9140446734985568944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/10/would-you-ever-be-real-real-boy.html' title='would you ever be a real, real boy'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-2317568778020802851</id><published>2009-10-05T20:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:56:54.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a shame you waste it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAMN YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAN'T GET YOU OUT OF MY HEAD...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO NOTICE ME ALREADY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-2317568778020802851?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/2317568778020802851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=2317568778020802851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2317568778020802851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2317568778020802851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/10/shame-you-waste-it.html' title='a shame you waste it.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-7165742832027342062</id><published>2009-10-04T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T22:27:04.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gonna hit the town.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Conversations at the Mamak Place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Eh! YOu ah, kalau ada boyfriend cakap kat Ma. Mama taknak dengar stories from other people pulak.&lt;br /&gt;Me: O.O&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Ni mesti ada boyfriend ni? Cepat cakap. Ada boyfriend ehh? Jangan tipu.&lt;br /&gt;Me: MANA ADAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;Ajim: HAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;Mum: AJIM MESTI ADA GIRLFRIEND NI.&lt;br /&gt;Ajim: all the girls in my class are ugly!&lt;br /&gt;Me: HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;Ajim: Tapi dulu masa CEC[kindergarten], ajim suka girlfriend S*. Girl A*.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: HAH? How old were you then? 5? AMBOIIIII.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Kecik2 dah nak suka kawan punya girlfriend. HESH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;* Names changed to protect privacy of children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my parents asked him what his beauty standards are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrity: Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;Girls in general: "Perempuan macam Girl A* dalam ajim punya love triangle dengan S*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-7165742832027342062?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/7165742832027342062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=7165742832027342062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/7165742832027342062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/7165742832027342062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/10/gonna-hit-town.html' title='gonna hit the town.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-2513858194590901243</id><published>2009-10-04T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T01:04:41.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coz i miss screaming and fighting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/SseDgdzezNI/AAAAAAAAAd0/vyOT04gbMxo/s1600-h/screamin.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/SseDgdzezNI/AAAAAAAAAd0/vyOT04gbMxo/s320/screamin.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388420072951696594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift's TheWayILovedYou is a nice song to repeat endlessly on your iPod but setelah beberapa lama, terasa sangat sedih. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELL. Why am i blogging in bm? =D Anyway, www.famira.tumblr.com for GRAPHICS. I keep telling y'all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why won't you visit? WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun today in Raihan's house. Hehehehe =D My jaw hurts from laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, umm before my parents come home.... BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-2513858194590901243?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/2513858194590901243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=2513858194590901243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2513858194590901243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2513858194590901243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/10/coz-i-miss-screaming-and-fighting.html' title='coz i miss screaming and fighting'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/SseDgdzezNI/AAAAAAAAAd0/vyOT04gbMxo/s72-c/screamin.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-1366811930137742987</id><published>2009-09-26T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T23:19:01.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me, plus you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZsO8EvME8q4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZsO8EvME8q4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl can sing. I'm jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this song only uses two chords on the guitar. HA! G and C =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-1366811930137742987?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/1366811930137742987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=1366811930137742987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/1366811930137742987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/1366811930137742987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/09/me-plus-you.html' title='me, plus you.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-4233478337939657994</id><published>2009-09-25T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:14:47.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you got nothin' on me.</title><content type='html'>Strange. Someone's being all anonymous-like and then says my blog is boring. Hmph. Dearest friends, I've always said that my blog is boring. I never intended my blog to be super duper fun or popular and shit, right? Tell that to this freak of a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an even BORINGer subject. It is DAY 3 of my parents lecturing me about Add Maths and SPM and shit. It's the same content except maybe they talk about this first before that and stuff. Pisses me off when they compare me to other people. I'm not stupid, okay? I know when I'll studylah. I just finished PMR a few months ago so can't they give me some time to chill first before I dive headfirst into the hellish Form 5 year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even got served with an ultimatum by my dad! I need a new watch so unless I get 75 or more for my add maths paper during the upcoming finals, say goodbye new watch. *roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, my left index finger has turned blueish-purple as a result of my overambitious guitar-playing. Hmph. It's not really a bad bruise or anything coz it's back to being red in a few hours but I will tell you this: 5 minutes after picking up the guitar again, it will turn to it's blueish- purple colour again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be having people coming over for raya tomorrow. Who gives a shit. Off to bed. See yah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-4233478337939657994?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/4233478337939657994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=4233478337939657994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/4233478337939657994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/4233478337939657994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-got-nothin-on-me.html' title='you got nothin&apos; on me.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-4218167143075016616</id><published>2009-09-25T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T00:16:23.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatcha doing with a girl like that?</title><content type='html'>I can play You Belong with Me! FUll song. Hoho. This is better progress than going for lessons. LOL. Anyway, started with learning McFly's POV this afternoon. Intro uses tabbing which I'm still not used to. So it's still sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I can play YBwM, eventhough it's kinda slowish sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nites all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-4218167143075016616?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/4218167143075016616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=4218167143075016616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/4218167143075016616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/4218167143075016616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/09/whatcha-doing-with-girl-like-that.html' title='whatcha doing with a girl like that?'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-8877875905372369276</id><published>2009-09-23T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T00:05:09.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first lie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hILWHh8cBgU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hILWHh8cBgU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that song is sweet. Christofer Drew wrote it for his little sister. ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so let's start ranting about music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take McFly for example. Tom, Danny and Dougie all have AMAZING voices. Their songs are so catchy, they take you DAYS to get them out of your head. Their best album by far has GOT TO BE 'Motion in the Ocean'. Out of 13 songs, I absolutely LOVE roughly, 9 songs. My favourite being Star Girl, Silence is a Scary Sound and Bubblewrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I find the music industry slacking a little. More and more talentless singers are being churned out because of their looks and fan appeal. Not because of their vocal talent. [YOu hear me, Taylor Momsen? Miley Cyrus? Selena Gomez?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I shall share with you all, my disappointment in McFly's latest[LATEST, not NEWEST] album, 'Radio:Active' or should they call it 'Radio:INactive'? I like 7/13 anddd they didnt release as many singles as Motion in the Ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MitO - Star Girl, Please Please, Sorry's Not Good Enough, Transylvania, Friday Night, Don't Stop Me Now, Silence is A Scary Sound[UCAP dvd if i'm not mistaken]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R:A - Lies, One for The Radio, Falling in Love, Do Ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McFly, I love you so. Don't do this to meee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BhIKdTqZwPA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BhIKdTqZwPA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is Transylvania live in Paris. Tom's playing Dougie's bass and Dougie's playing Tom's guitar. Wahey! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, off to bed. God, I need to start my diet. AGAIN. Damn. I lost 10kgs last year kay? And gained them all back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou4Hfoodfiesta *roll eyes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-8877875905372369276?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/8877875905372369276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=8877875905372369276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8877875905372369276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8877875905372369276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-lie.html' title='first lie.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-740358247274158064</id><published>2009-09-21T09:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T10:02:39.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna disappear.</title><content type='html'>I've got one hell of a cousin. I DISLIKE HIM A LOT. He is now studying in XYZ* college in PJ or SJ or wherever campus. And he complains about the traffic, when he could've gone to the campus 20 minutes away from his house. SAME COLLEGE, SAME COURSES, NEARER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hesh. And his dad bought a new car and gave him the dad's Audi to go to college or whereever the hell he wants to go, and can borrow his mum's BMW with permission..... BUT NOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asks for the unthinkable from HIS MUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Ferrari. WTF. I think maybe my cousin can totally be best friends with NaNa* and Shitface*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Mummy bullies me. I want a car, she doesn't wanna buy me a car"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"I THOUGHT YOU HAVE A CAR?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"But I want a ferrari!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"WTF!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; my mum and aunt&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;us cousins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he's nobody you know, so don't worry. You haven't seen him before. Tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Names changed to protect MY SAFETY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late last night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: DID YOU HEAR WHAT YOUR NEPHEW ASKED FROM HIS MOTHER?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abah: What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: MINTAK FERRARI! Gila ke apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abah: *laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: lepas farah ambik license, farah mintak MYVI JE. Tak payah ahh Ferrari, ferrari ni. OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abah: HESH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-740358247274158064?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/740358247274158064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=740358247274158064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/740358247274158064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/740358247274158064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-wanna-disappear.html' title='i wanna disappear.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-7382651490784412222</id><published>2009-09-18T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T23:30:57.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get out of my head.</title><content type='html'>Stupid, stupid crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, long time no update yea? Well, not really. Menipu je. Hahaha. =D Raya is in two days weyh! I am very excited. =) MONEEEEYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat hari raya, maaf zahir batin. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-7382651490784412222?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/7382651490784412222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=7382651490784412222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/7382651490784412222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/7382651490784412222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/09/get-out-of-my-head.html' title='get out of my head.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-5137381449449413662</id><published>2009-09-13T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:20:07.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>well, i'm just too excited.</title><content type='html'>Arda and McFly fans. Watch this. The ending is cute. I  can watch it a gazillion times. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_DsWvmhxpt8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_DsWvmhxpt8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my days of watching funny dougie videos. i dont think there are any new ones. I'm watching 'All About Dougie' right now. Heee~ =D Comel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He locked Tom inside the wardrobe. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-5137381449449413662?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/5137381449449413662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=5137381449449413662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5137381449449413662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5137381449449413662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-im-just-too-excited.html' title='well, i&apos;m just too excited.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-220494011255940651</id><published>2009-09-12T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T22:40:48.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zero gravity.</title><content type='html'>DID YOU KNOW&lt;br /&gt;THAT&lt;br /&gt;Christofer Drew Ingle aka NeverShoutNever, shares his birthday with Taylor Daniel Lautner?&lt;br /&gt;11 February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only difference?&lt;br /&gt;Christofer Drew's = 11 Feb 1991&lt;br /&gt;TayLau's = 11 Feb 1992&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-220494011255940651?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/220494011255940651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=220494011255940651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/220494011255940651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/220494011255940651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/09/zero-gravity.html' title='zero gravity.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-173958268164667967</id><published>2009-09-11T23:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T00:08:59.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i like you a lot, lot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/Sqp04vKLLLI/AAAAAAAAAds/KADx4IW5m_c/s1600-h/NEVERTALKED.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/Sqp04vKLLLI/AAAAAAAAAds/KADx4IW5m_c/s320/NEVERTALKED.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380241222928116914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate you for being so good-looking.&lt;br /&gt;i hate you for making me fall head over heels for you.&lt;br /&gt;i hate you for not showing up yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i hate you because we're not friends.&lt;br /&gt;i hate you because we've never talked before.&lt;br /&gt;i hate you because you're nice.&lt;br /&gt;i hate you for sitting far far away from me.&lt;br /&gt;i hate you for looking so good, no matter what you wear.&lt;br /&gt;i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate you because i promised myself not to like anyone this year.&lt;br /&gt;but you broke my promise to myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-173958268164667967?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/173958268164667967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=173958268164667967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/173958268164667967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/173958268164667967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-like-you-lot-lot.html' title='i like you a lot, lot.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/Sqp04vKLLLI/AAAAAAAAAds/KADx4IW5m_c/s72-c/NEVERTALKED.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-8657911361618941874</id><published>2009-09-07T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:58:47.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sentence me to another life.</title><content type='html'>I did not go to school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had diaorrhea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I still had it this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was a different kind of tummy ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only this time, it felt like my insides were being churned like butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I drank orange juice at 8pm just now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it felt like I was jolted with electricity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not supposed to be online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-8657911361618941874?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/8657911361618941874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=8657911361618941874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8657911361618941874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/8657911361618941874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/09/sentence-me-to-another-life.html' title='sentence me to another life.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-3054142904086837111</id><published>2009-09-06T23:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T23:09:10.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feels like I'm falling.</title><content type='html'>PEOPLE. SPIDERMONKEY-ICONS is DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFFICIALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've decided to create a tumblr account for all my photoshop stuff and I promise, this time, I'll update at least ONCE A MONTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't, please pinch me on the cheeks and say: OI! GO UPDATE YOUR TUMBLR! Or something along the lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LINK: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;www.famira.tumblr.com&lt;/span&gt; [Hi! My Name is Art]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-3054142904086837111?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/3054142904086837111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=3054142904086837111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/3054142904086837111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/3054142904086837111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/09/feels-like-im-falling.html' title='feels like I&apos;m falling.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-6168619559494471339</id><published>2009-09-06T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T00:38:22.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>them applebottom jeans.</title><content type='html'>Watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; embedding disabled by request, so copy and paste these links inside your browser or something. The kid is an amaaaazing dancer. And he's ELEVEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATTHEHELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audition: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MglcBAkgb54&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semi finals: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aPq4064RILE&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals: [the only one with embedding] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wzv_4E_4OIs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wzv_4E_4OIs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, Susan Boyle totally overshadowed this little lad on BGT! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh! And if you haven't watched this before, last year's Britain's Got Talent winner is also a dancer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kyDnYeUnT7w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kyDnYeUnT7w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-6168619559494471339?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/6168619559494471339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=6168619559494471339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/6168619559494471339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/6168619559494471339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/09/them-applebottom-jeans.html' title='them applebottom jeans.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-4659687249818569898</id><published>2009-09-04T22:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:13:07.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the night is getting darker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://justjared.buzznet.com/headlines/2009/08/chace-crawford-taylor-lautner-teen-choice-awards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://justjared.buzznet.com/headlines/2009/08/chace-crawford-taylor-lautner-teen-choice-awards.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my two fave men in one photo. The only thing I would change? Make Chace NOT slick his hair back. *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-4659687249818569898?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/4659687249818569898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=4659687249818569898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/4659687249818569898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/4659687249818569898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/09/night-is-getting-darker.html' title='the night is getting darker'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-5307435962124694216</id><published>2009-09-04T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T21:33:40.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>but now i'm hungover.</title><content type='html'>I have this as my phone wallpaper and I also have in in the form of a poster in my school folder that has caused many classmates to go "OHMYGOD!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G7jznjDh9Cg/Slw147NUGqI/AAAAAAAABxs/29QSNBULEmk/s400/chacecrawford300zn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 383px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G7jznjDh9Cg/Slw147NUGqI/AAAAAAAABxs/29QSNBULEmk/s400/chacecrawford300zn2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; mint: Habis ah blog kau bersepah2 muka dia minggu ni! &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahahaha. HOW CAN YOU NOT RESIST? HE'S SMOKING HOT! Hahahaha. Watched my first season 2 ep of GG on Tuesday. Sad right? tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this week has been full of crapping in class. For example, Rupini didn't come to school on Monday and we came with the conclusion that she was sweeping Dataran Merdeka after the National Day Celebrations with a toothbrush. And when it rained, she stopped. Then when it rained the second time, she found a raincoat and big yellow boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rupini wasn't thrilled when she heard this story. Also,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; Rupini: It feels so LONELY to be SITTING ALONE! &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, duh. You're sitting ALONE. OF COURSE IT'S LONELY. Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And unfortunately, me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; These two asses were being asses! &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the purpose of today's post is not to fill you in about my daily life and all that shit. I just wanted to say that the house nextdoor started renovations today and it is PURE HELL for me because the wall behind my bed's headboard is against their wall so yes, I can feel the floor vibrating with all the drilling and the pounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the noise, my god. They make my head pound. Does anyone wanna loan me a billion ringgit so that I can go live in a hotel room til they're done with the renos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sigh-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-5307435962124694216?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/5307435962124694216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=5307435962124694216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5307435962124694216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5307435962124694216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/09/but-now-im-hungover.html' title='but now i&apos;m hungover.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G7jznjDh9Cg/Slw147NUGqI/AAAAAAAABxs/29QSNBULEmk/s72-c/chacecrawford300zn2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-5817920575441871541</id><published>2009-08-31T17:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T17:51:40.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you're breaking me slowly.</title><content type='html'>Shite. School is reopening tomorrow. And since I wake up at 5 for Sahur, I can't go back to sleep afterwards. So, bloody unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have been having stomachaches every single day. I don't eat a lot but maybe it's the food I eat. I have a sensitive digestive system. Fortunately, it doesn't hurt badly enough for me to roll around on the floor and cry or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to routines.&lt;br /&gt;Back to stress.&lt;br /&gt;Back to seeing people you hate.&lt;br /&gt;Back to studying.&lt;br /&gt;Back to homework.&lt;br /&gt;Back to laughter.&lt;br /&gt;Back to disagreement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Back to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-5817920575441871541?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/5817920575441871541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=5817920575441871541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5817920575441871541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5817920575441871541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-youre-breaking-me-slowly.html' title='when you&apos;re breaking me slowly.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-5994883325880008078</id><published>2009-08-31T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T00:05:22.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish that it would snow tonight.</title><content type='html'>HAPPY MERDEKA PEOPLE! And for the SAB gang, only Fatin Hamid is online with me on MSN right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the Melawati/TS gang, only Karin is online. And Karin and I are unfortunately, always together onlining on MSN on merdeka eve//merdeka day. This is unfortunate. And we were together during the angkasawan launch too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIH. Does this mean Karin and I are fated to be party friends? =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-5994883325880008078?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/5994883325880008078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=5994883325880008078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5994883325880008078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/5994883325880008078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wish-that-it-would-snow-tonight.html' title='i wish that it would snow tonight.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-7245750637528321437</id><published>2009-08-30T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T16:26:24.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my stomach screams.</title><content type='html'>What an apt lyric for my current state of umm... health? I'm having a badd tummy ache. And those who immediately jump to conclusions thinking it's the "monthly visit", no it ain't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be the chilli-vinegar sauce I ate with Ayam A1's black pepper roast chicken. I was too excited and ate 3/4 of the small container myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoulda known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts in two days kan kan kan? DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;BENCI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-7245750637528321437?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/7245750637528321437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=7245750637528321437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/7245750637528321437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/7245750637528321437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-stomach-screams.html' title='my stomach screams.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-2663984960707120</id><published>2009-08-28T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T20:47:14.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gonna be another mountain.</title><content type='html'>Ok, like seriously. This is funny. Just now, I went for my guitar replacement class for tonight and two weeks ago when the teacher couldn't make it right. We moved from PWT's 1234 coz he said the chorus is gonna kill me. So he told me what chords we were using, then showed me what it sounds like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first thought? Tell me this ain't happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, it's The Climb people. I truly loathe the song if you didn't know that yet. I had to endure 70 minutes of learning a song I hate most. Huhhhhh. So then my mum comes to pick me up right? The moment my butt landed on the seat of her red Proton Wira, the radio went: &lt;i&gt; I can almost see it, that dream i'm dreeaaaaaming"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I froze for like 10 seconds and I wanted to laugh so badly but my mum was on the phone. The minute we reached home, I ran upstairs and told Ajim and we laughed together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday  I went for a facial at Aster Spring.My God. Might as well just kill me that let me go through the blackhead extraction whatever progress. It was a whole lotta pain! But you know, I'm me, so I did my hardest not to cry but you know, at certain sensitive areas of the face, I teared up a little bit. But I didn't like BAWL. Heee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhmmm... Basically, that's all the updates that I have right now. But, these two are great. And if you like the new song I've put on the blog, [ Demi Lovato - Catch Me ] check this following video out. Even if you don't like the song but appreciate good singers, just watch it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See yaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Like the new layout? =D I know it's a little "faded" but it's sweet. I like it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ow7NeDoa884&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ow7NeDoa884&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-2663984960707120?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/2663984960707120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=2663984960707120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2663984960707120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2663984960707120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/08/gonna-be-another-mountain.html' title='gonna be another mountain.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-1880105121098179312</id><published>2009-08-28T12:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T12:17:28.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as my heart will let me be.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=62484780"&gt;On the Brightside&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object width="425px" height="360px"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=62484780,t=1,mt=video"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=62484780,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video is like superduper comel! =D It's NeverShoutNever's On The Brightside. Even if you don't like him, just watch the video. =)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-1880105121098179312?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/1880105121098179312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=1880105121098179312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/1880105121098179312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/1880105121098179312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/08/as-my-heart-will-let-me-be.html' title='as my heart will let me be.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13918921.post-2900327287678963371</id><published>2009-08-28T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T00:47:21.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm feeling a little drunk.</title><content type='html'>AAAAAH! Steve Appleton + Cash Cash = awesomeness to the power of 12 billion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'll sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update more later in broad daylight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13918921-2900327287678963371?l=crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/feeds/2900327287678963371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13918921&amp;postID=2900327287678963371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2900327287678963371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13918921/posts/default/2900327287678963371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazy-dramatique.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-feeling-little-drunk.html' title='i&apos;m feeling a little drunk.'/><author><name>Famira Poynter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c708aetMc2w/TMZ6Va7ZRwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ck-HQ29U4Ls/S220/IMG0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
