<?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-36094973</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:08:54.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-shafyka-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shafyka.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36094973/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shafyka.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-sHaFyKa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08171048940907014041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36094973.post-116096827247161604</id><published>2006-10-15T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T06:37:35.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3206/4027/1600/ciz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="43" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3206/4027/320/ciz.jpg" width="73" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;&lt;&lt;(&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm in the green.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hey...this is my blog &amp; it is juz a simple,plain kinna blog. There's nuthin special about it &amp;amp; I do hope &lt;em&gt;ALL OF U WHO R READIN THIS,&lt;/em&gt;will write comments about my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Maybe u could give me ideas to make my blog look great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;This blog is actually to tell my feelings &amp; my desperations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;This blog is a diary 4 me.Well, sometimes I would write my secrets. So if u wanna noe my secrets, visit my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now let me see...Wat should we talk about now??...Ahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ok,let me introduce myself.My name is Syafiqah.In skool my frens call me ika.At home, my family call me Syafiq,Ika,Adik &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kecik. But I hate my family calling me Syafiq as it is a boy's name. U may call me anything, but not Syafiq or any other boy's name. I live in Singapore &amp; I skool at the notorious skool, Marsiling Primary.I am p6 now &amp;amp; I am in 6D. I still have not figure out wat skool I wanna go next year.But hu cares?! My wish was to go to the Express stream.But I don't noe if it will come true.I had plan wat will I do for a living.I would go to a good secondary skool &amp;then go to JC or Poly then to University then get a diploma in Designing. I would have a shop selling cool,trendy,funky &amp;amp; ellegant clothing for men &amp; ladies.I would make tons &amp;amp; tons of clothes &amp; all the Hollywood Stars would come to my shop in Singapore to buy cool clothes. Then when I get richer &amp;amp; richer I would have my shops all around the world.Then when I became much much much more richer till I became a Millionaire, I would travel to Paris,England,London,Australia &amp; USA. Ok I could stop now. But I do hope &lt;em&gt;MY DREAMS WOULD COME TRUE!&lt;/em&gt; So wish me gd luck alwaes,Ok ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Secretzzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guess wat?....I stead wit 'HIM' already and now its already 2 months but still we haven't talk to each other...This is shitness man...today is the last day and I hope to hang out wit him after school...OH WHY THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN?!... juz wanna say i love him and miss him...hah....if I think back HE IS STILL CUTE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO SOME PPL CAN'T JUZ GET A FUCKING JOKE... THEY SUX LIKE SHIT AND THEY TOT PPL WOULD PITY 4 THEM WHEN THEY CRY OR FEELING LONELY... I HATE PPL LIKE THEM THEY FUCKZ TO THE CORE...FUCKERZ LIKE THEM SHOULD JOIN THE FREAKZ.......AND DO NOT HANG OUT WIT PPL HU ROCKZ...THEY ONLY WANT ATTENTION FROM EVERYONE...THEY FUCKZZZZZZZZZ..............SO IF U SAW TIS KINNA PPL JUZ STARE AT THEM LIKE NUTHINGS WRONG......SO FUCK THEM TILL THEY FEEL TAT ACTUALLY THEIR LAME CRIES JUZ CAN'T WORK........WAT DO WE CALL THEM????FUCKERS AND SUCKERZ.......LALALA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On Hari Raya almost all my aunts n uncles tot I am sec 1...I was like WHAT?!...Then my mum started to say tat maybe I'm the one who's going to marry before my sisterz...then how many weeks after tat my sis's fren gave her clothes tat she can't fit anymore to me and my other sis...most of her clothes I can fit n they are all beautiful...then my sis told me tat her fren was a model in her past...and my sis started to say tat as I can fit her fren's clothes I could be a model...I was like ARE U KIDDING ME?...I'm onli 12 man...then the day after tat i wore one of my sis fren's clothes wit my fav jeans...me n my family went 4 breakfast the people there was looking at me n I was like STOP LOOKING AT ME...U'RE FREAKING ME OUT!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well I've got my result 4 my PSLE...Guess wat?...I got express!!!....i got an aggrigate of 203...though its not that wonderful..I still got into express...i was so scared when my teach told me wat did i get 4 my PSLE...I felt like vomitting...i tot i got an aggrigate of 172 n I would go into Normal Academic...it was a relief tat i got higher than tat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I've got the skool tat I've been wanting....MSL...Marsiling Sec...actually it's going to be 1 month tat I am in the skool....I am in class 1M2...and on Friday I juz found out tat I got the house 'Polaris'.....it was a total fed-up as I got yellow house again....how can it be?!!!....well beginning of skool is quite sucky and quite fucky but now I am use to it so there's no big deal about it....though I and my fren are in different classes we still hang out with each other and still are bez frens....we wouldn't forget our primary skool days and especially our most favourite teacher in the world(&lt;em&gt;but not really in the whole world&lt;/em&gt;), Mdm Rashidah...she was the bestest teacher tat we ever had....We do still miss her...ALOT!!!....if i meet her I think i will hug her and cry on her shoulders...but I have to move on....Sometimes I feel like i do not want to come to skool at all...but I had to....there is also a person tat i hate in skool and there is a person tat i love but wat do u all care...the perso i hate is the most biggest SOLID,HARD,&lt;strong&gt;PURE PLASTIC&lt;/strong&gt;!!! How I hate tat person...and for the person I love i hope u would love the way I am....well today sucks as I tried to call my fren but still she didn't picked up...how frustrating it is...and at 10:26pm luckily she picked up the phone....i've just wasted my effort on her coz...she can only talk for 3 mins as she had to clean her house....she complaint tat her mother was noisy...I said tat how can she clean the house at nite...she suppossed to clean it the next morn rite...it was a pathetic and on the same time Singapore is fighting against Malaysia in soccer and it was live...till 10:33pm the game still did not end...how ridiculous...but it's good if u're not the one playing....how sa for Ridzuan as he injured himself and he was the one who led Singapore to have a goal...well great lucks to singapore soccer players...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36094973-116096827247161604?l=shafyka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shafyka.blogspot.com/feeds/116096827247161604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36094973&amp;postID=116096827247161604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36094973/posts/default/116096827247161604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36094973/posts/default/116096827247161604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shafyka.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-blog.html' title='My Blog!'/><author><name>-sHaFyKa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08171048940907014041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
