<?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-2802840918694633794</id><updated>2011-07-07T20:32:18.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OBSESSION</title><subtitle type='html'>Its just a sweet injustice done...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</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>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-5021126966763404007</id><published>2010-01-08T03:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T04:23:18.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An entertainment for you.</title><content type='html'>12 Days of Christmas the INDIAN style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/owK5tHjL0aE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/owK5tHjL0aE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!! Its so amusing.&lt;br /&gt;My personal faves are the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;" Totally insufficient dowry"&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Butter chicken"&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Bollywood films"&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"10 min yoga"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"11 syllable name"&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the iDancers crashed at Pavee's house to do openhouse stuff. I have to agree, I was actually quite amazed by the fact that we were ACTUALLY PRODUCTIVE!. We fine tuned our performance which is so gonna ROCK EVERYONE'S SOCKS!! Then we did the video. Not bad at all. BUT most of the time was spent on youtube watching funny, amusing but unnecessary videos.Haha. Whatever it was FUN!! Thats all it matters!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pavee's mom is soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo NICE!! I LOVED THE LUNCH!!! Bav baji!! SO NICE!! Thanks to her mom i probably gained weight.Lol. I think i really ate more than usual. Oh well, it was good food and u cant blame me for not being able to resist it.;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;CEDAR HOMECOMING!! THE SCHOOL IS SO GRAND (though i think it has lost abit of its homeliness:() ITS SO PRETTY!!! So many new facilities and hopefully cedarians use them properly (cedar all arts!! haha) I really miss cedar! Its like a part of me that can never be erased. I remember working hard for competitions not for my own personal glory but for the school's. Its like this pride and sense of belonging that i don think i will be able to feel anywhere. I guess its just cos its CEDAR!!! Love you always:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-5021126966763404007?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/5021126966763404007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=5021126966763404007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/5021126966763404007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/5021126966763404007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2010/01/entertainment-for-you.html' title='An entertainment for you.'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-3740068189481289140</id><published>2009-10-08T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T05:08:18.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me away to a secret place....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/Ss36Lmo5fwI/AAAAAAAAAGY/_6QV9l-bTi4/s1600-h/10331_301858905155_539725155_9281083_3927985_n.jpg"&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/_8WgVCZQVUmk/Ss36Lmo5fwI/AAAAAAAAAGY/_6QV9l-bTi4/s320/10331_301858905155_539725155_9281083_3927985_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390239406289944322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMG!!! RANBIR KAPOOR IS SOOOOOOOOOOO CUTE!! I m adding him to my list of cute guys after SHAHID KAPOOR!! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 1 day after promos and I m enjoying the freedom. Freedom just tastes so good. We went to watch " Wake up sid". Was hilarious i tell u!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I don think u look like a whale..maybe a shark" &lt;/span&gt;hahahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BOMBAY CAFE is sooooooooooo EXPENSIVE!!! I didnt even that much to pay so much. After paying for the food, we were all literally broke!!! If i knew i was paying that much, I would have emptied half the buffet onto my plate!! Cheat my feelings like that!! Anyway the food was GOOD!! The Chaat, the Gulab Jamun, the Rasaamalai, the tofu thingy(don noe the name), the naan!! AHHHHHH SOOOOO GOOD!! My baby dinosaur was happy until i had to take give my money away. Whatever, i felt good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Promos?!?!&lt;/span&gt; One word!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;BAD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Econs: gave up hope...that says it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Maths:THE ONLY SUBJECT I WAS SURE OF AN A and that goes down the drain!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem: HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Physics: better than the rest but still...hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway as long as i get promoted its ok i guess. I was so excited when the paper was over!!&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND we went to pastamania and i had my 3 most favourite things in world:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHEESE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHILLI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHOCOLATE!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;AHH JUST MADE MY DAY!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i should go clear my room. I realised its looking more like a dumpster these days. I better clear before my mum says anything about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-3740068189481289140?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/3740068189481289140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=3740068189481289140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/3740068189481289140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/3740068189481289140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2009/10/take-me-away-to-secret-place.html' title='Take me away to a secret place....'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/Ss36Lmo5fwI/AAAAAAAAAGY/_6QV9l-bTi4/s72-c/10331_301858905155_539725155_9281083_3927985_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-6164467984963690915</id><published>2009-09-29T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T09:42:46.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kadhalil Niramundu</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YdzXx2mJRHs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YdzXx2mJRHs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SONG IS AWESOME!! A R rahman and Vairamuthu... GENIUSES i tell u!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-6164467984963690915?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/6164467984963690915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=6164467984963690915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/6164467984963690915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/6164467984963690915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2009/09/kadhalil-niramundu.html' title='Kadhalil Niramundu'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-9067187658535222708</id><published>2009-09-23T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T09:02:14.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its strange...but its spicing up life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Right here, right now everything seems like a dream and yet i can still sense the reality. Its an amazing feeling. Hopefully it doesn't turn out to be the too good to be true kind.( I keep my fingers crossed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Feel like crying, tearing smth, throwing things arnd. Its like all the negative feelings are  just flooding my senses. I stare at it and NOTHING goes in. I see 2 different things on my working and the answer sheet. To add to the fury, PROMOS IS IN 1 WEEK!!! and i feel "soooooooooo" prepared. Argh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;This week, my emotions have been experiencing a thrilling roller coaster ride. Its like they are UP at positive infinity then goes all the way down to negative infinity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THIS is life! DEAL with it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I want more time to mug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u noe what? no matter how much time they give u for mugging, u are gonna say that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Why was i slacking? Should have started earlier. I m gonna start earlier next time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thats what they all say but never end up doing it  just like new year resolutions.lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I m gonna kick myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Good! at least then u might see the light!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ok. must stay positive. its just promos rite??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YEA RITE!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ok i have to go and study NOW!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finally!! came to your senses. So proud of u!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;-a  conversation that my brain is having with itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2802840918694633794-9067187658535222708?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/9067187658535222708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=9067187658535222708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/9067187658535222708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/9067187658535222708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2009/09/right-here-right-now-everything-seems.html' title='Its strange...but its spicing up life!'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-5457356178861916620</id><published>2009-09-11T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T02:18:29.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind the mask.</title><content type='html'>YAY!! I finally got a NEW laptop. Its awesome and small. My dad was teasing me when i said its kinda small. He said " small laptops are for small pple. how appropriate!" lol. I wonder where i got my small genes from? lol. Anyway, here is my new laptop. ( I m writing this using my NEW laptop:) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SqoPM2S4Y9I/AAAAAAAAAGA/Fdd0hu8NsCw/s1600-h/P110909_16.18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SqoPM2S4Y9I/AAAAAAAAAGA/Fdd0hu8NsCw/s320/P110909_16.18.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380129418255033298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SqoPnoQ9IQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/aVeXo5sA3ZA/s1600-h/P110909_16.18%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SqoPnoQ9IQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/aVeXo5sA3ZA/s320/P110909_16.18%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380129878345326850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SqoOesWHpfI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZgPqHEoXRS8/s1600-h/P110909_16.16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SqoOesWHpfI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZgPqHEoXRS8/s320/P110909_16.16.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380128625310279154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cute and small:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;oh hey WING HAY!! HERE IS YOUR DEDICATION!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I really miss u and all the times i sit next to u during lab sessions and combine lecture. I miss your hyperness and cuteness. It has been really a long time since i saw u or talk to u. Every time we want to go out smth will crop up. :( Its ok we WILL go out soon!!  U noe what i will never forget the times i spend with u and si hui. U guys rocked my world. Seriously. I think the only reason i survived boring lessons was cause u guys were there. LOVE U SO MUCH!! hope you are doing fine at AJ. Always smile!! Your smile is damn cute btw:) And stay HAPPY:) U will always have a special place in my heart:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There u go wing hay. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sept holidays werent exceptionally great. But you know what i actually mugged!! thats a super big surprise!! shld do that more often. I actually feel good after mugging. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for Academy day prac. Jivenaah was telling us abt how crazy her seniors were and what they used to do. I told her that my seniors were even more crazier and i just had to tell 1 particular incident and she was like ok no one can beat that!! haha. oh well pracs have been quite fun for now. Cant wait for tmr's performance!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, got to go and do PW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-5457356178861916620?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/5457356178861916620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=5457356178861916620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/5457356178861916620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/5457356178861916620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2009/09/behind-mask.html' title='Behind the mask.'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SqoPM2S4Y9I/AAAAAAAAAGA/Fdd0hu8NsCw/s72-c/P110909_16.18.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-5844412814174115698</id><published>2009-09-07T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T09:04:00.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long long ago....</title><content type='html'>It has been a long time since i actually updated. I mean SERIOUSLY A LONG LONG TIME. I dont know why but suddenly i got this inspiration to update. Lets see where to start.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SqUd0ii_TVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/OgexKOwSn3c/s1600-h/9631_130487841199_725556199_2575866_3559173_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SqUd0ii_TVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/OgexKOwSn3c/s320/9631_130487841199_725556199_2575866_3559173_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378738118427888978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SqUgSKE34NI/AAAAAAAAAFw/BTH2detcliM/s1600-h/9631_130487856199_725556199_2575868_232096_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SqUgSKE34NI/AAAAAAAAAFw/BTH2detcliM/s320/9631_130487856199_725556199_2575868_232096_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378740826278453458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SqUf5-a5jrI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Th_E4IQ81_I/s1600-h/9631_130487846199_725556199_2575867_2579012_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SqUf5-a5jrI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Th_E4IQ81_I/s320/9631_130487846199_725556199_2575867_2579012_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378740410832752306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SqUgFHwleBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/bER1MZcUJ94/s1600-h/9631_130487856199_725556199_2575868_232096_n.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            &lt;br /&gt;I FREAKING MISS EVERY SINGLE ONE THERE!! REALLY!! Monday was the best. I got to meet all my cedarian friends and memories were simply coming back like a tornado. I felt really good meeting them. It really has been a long time since we (SAPTA) got together and talked abt our lives and other very important stuffs that will be very useful for our lives. Oh special thanks to sindhu for telling mr omer abt lightbulb. THANKS ALOT SINDHU. I TOTALLY NEEDED THAT!! haha... sigh...I miss everyone!! REALLY!! So i decided to write a small dedication to Sapta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) Geetha- I really miss dancing with u gal!! Remember we were the only sec 1s in the syf 2005, and we were totally terrified of our super HOT seniors. haha. I remember crying a few days before SYF cos they scolded us so badly. Then of course we danced together in every dance frm there on and it was really fun esp the times we were bitching abt our dance trs. HAHA!! Oh yes also totally miss your feminist talks. HAHA!! LOVE YOU LOADS:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)Nandini - Gal i miss spending time with u every break and i miss your high pitch scream that can be heard yards and yards across the canteen haha. I noe alot of things happened. But let me tell u smth U ARE BEAUTIFUL AND PRECIOUS... and no body can ever deny that. If they cant see that then they are BLIND and they should go see the doctor. haha. Pls always keep that million watt smile on your face and stay happy:) LOVE YOU LOADS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) Sangee- I really miss dancing with you and camwhoring with you! haha. Not to mention that u were the only one whom i don have to look up to literally. haha. In RJ i look up to 99.99% of pple.:( Also miss the ridiculous punch dialogues that u and jaan come up with. haha. " shoe kalattuna.... socks theriyum" haha damn nonsense but hilarious. hope that u are doing fine in nj. keep in touch and LOVE YOU LOADS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4) Shah- I really miss all the bus and train rides back home. Thats when we talk abt the most stupidest and randomest things ever. haha. oh yea how can i forget abt your wonderful handwriting which u were super proud of. haha..pls tell me you haven changed it. How's charcoal. its really cute that u are still counting the no.of days. every time u send me an sms abt your anniversary i m like "so cute". sorry cant help it. BTW LOADS TO UPDATE... i think i updated everyone else ready. MEET UP quick so i can update u:) LOVE U LOADS:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;5) Sindhu the gundu- thats how i stored your no. in my phone btw. How's SH!! stop thinking abt SH and study lah!! aiyoh. haha. i really miss your "wise words" and the fact that i ALWAYS see you standing in front of the school for being so "punctual" for school. i was so proud of you cos only u can be "soooooooo punctual". hahaha!! and how can i forget everything also must take taxi rite, miss taxi?? u should ask bikerman!! Oh yes i totally miss ponning bio and physics combine lecture with u!! i tell u if u were in my school or i was in your school i think we will be ponning every single lecture. haha. I miss u loads and LOVE U SO MUCH!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s. I M NOT&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; NAUGHTY!! &lt;/span&gt;i m a GOOD GIRL:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;6) Vaynii aka mandai- i m telling u i will never forget your sentence that u came up with for "aatraamai" hahahaha. Hillarious!! I still laugh like a maniac thinking abt it. Oh yes how can i not praise your slowness!! even when u talk on the phone also must talk so slowly. kadavuale. as much as we teased u for that, i really miss that.. oh yes its really great that u got back your voice...i still love your deep deep voice. when u are sick pls call me and talk to me in that voice. haha. miss your pranks!!!!!!!!!!!!! i m feel deprived now. shld do it when we meet again.:) btw the summary abt your life thing is a great idea!! damn proud esp to think that i was such a positive influence in your life. u owe me one. haha. LOVE U LOADS:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;7) Archana- I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN U!!! although i don really call and talk to u as much as i did last year, u will always have a special place in my heart:) i mean it...:) LOVE U AND MISS U!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Words cannot explain how much miss them and love them. Without these pple i dont think my life will be complete. All i wish right now is that i will have the blessing to remember the wonderful and special times i had with them and that they will always be close to my heart:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;GOD BLESS THEM ALL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-5844412814174115698?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/5844412814174115698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=5844412814174115698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/5844412814174115698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/5844412814174115698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-long-ago.html' title='Long long ago....'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SqUd0ii_TVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/OgexKOwSn3c/s72-c/9631_130487841199_725556199_2575866_3559173_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-8140655118018504159</id><published>2009-01-29T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T22:36:53.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Stop... BISHAN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its 30th Jan 2009 and the long awaited JAE posting results were out. They said it would be out at 8a.m. but it  turned out to be even earlier. I left my phone in the living room the day before. At around 6.45a.m. my phone started vibrating and singing "Please dont stop the music". My dad was irritated and he checked my phone. He was really happy by what he saw.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"MOE: DEVARUBAN RUFINA, you are posted to RAFFLES JC, SCIENCE under 2009 JAE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup... RJC is where i'll be spending the next 2 years of my life. I also heard that quite alot of people I know are posted to RJC too. :)&lt;br /&gt;I am happy for all my friends who are posted to the JC of their choice.&lt;br /&gt;HAVE FUN AND STUDY HARD PEOPLE:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-8140655118018504159?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/8140655118018504159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=8140655118018504159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/8140655118018504159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/8140655118018504159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2009/01/next-stop-bishan.html' title='Next Stop... BISHAN!!'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-7464888248174014714</id><published>2009-01-29T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T03:28:06.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change is the only constant in this world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I changed my blog skin once AGAIN. I like the current one better. I feel that its simple and nice.(: . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Right now i am anxiously waiting for my posting results. A few more days to the starting of J1 and I do not know what to expect. Half of me is very excited that I get to meet new people while the other half of me is nervous. I do hope that everything will be fine. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I pray for my friends and myself that we will acheive more and more successes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today the whole Sapta gang was on conference. This event was another evident as to how dynamic and hilarious we can be. We were on conference for around 45 min and we literally got nothing done. HAHA!! That is Sapta I guess. The outline of the convo was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vaynii&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;U never look at your phone right?? Enna mannukku phonae vachirukkae??haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;( She actually sent a sms saying to call at 11 40 sharp but I conveniently did not see my phone. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rufina&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Sorry lah... haha... was eating k??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vaynii&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;ok wait i put u on conference&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(And that took like another 10 min)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When we were on conference, somehow all of us were talking but no one was listening. The main purpose of the conference was to plan our last and final outing before JC. However we ended up talking about why shaving cream is bad for your skin, who all going to which JC. And everytime Geetha starts talking the MRT starts making noice. HAHA!! So we could not hear her and she had to repeat her statement again and again. But the most hilarious thing was by Sindu. She &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PROMISED&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that she will come &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EARLY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! HAHAHA!! Everyone knows the day when Sindu actually arrives early, the rain wil pour from side to side. HAHAHA!! And she still can promise. Aiyoh!! So finally we decided to meet up on Monday. Hopefully we all can meet up:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anticipating the positive outcome, allows you to turn things into positive. We should all live for the present. Most of us have this misconception that if we worry about something it means that we are concerned. Therefore, when you look at things positively, we will begin to live for the present. When that occurs your self confidence and self esteem will naturally be boosted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Neeya Naana GopiNath-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I like Gopi Nath by the way. He is an excellent Host and Speaker:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thats all for now. See ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-7464888248174014714?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/7464888248174014714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=7464888248174014714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/7464888248174014714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/7464888248174014714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2009/01/change-is-only-constant-in-this-world.html' title='Change is the only constant in this world.'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-5572569979260315744</id><published>2009-01-21T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T03:24:43.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It has really been a long time since i blogged and not to mention the number of people who urge me to update. So lets see, i will update in chronological order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;31st December 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family and i were planning to go to church for New Year's Day Mass. That was when Archana called me up and gave a suggestion that my family and her's should join the mass together at St. Lourdes. I thought that that was actually a good idea especially judging by the fact that we haven't met in a long time. So thats exactly what we did. I was really into the Mass being all bakthi and stuff, but this Archana was totally out of focused. HAHAHA!! Oh and did i mention abt the way the Priest spoke tamil? If Vivek (the tamil comedian) was there he would have been: Thamizh maelae bulldozer aethuranae! Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,51,0)"&gt;11th January 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day before the results of O levels results. I was super nervous. I couldnt sleep the whole night. Hence, I thought of watching TV. So i started watching Reaper which is about this guy who works for the Devil. Then I watched Grey's Anatomy and then How I met your mother and then Faith and Hope and then the 70s show and then some other shows. I was also praying to God. I guess i will never forget the tension, anxiety and nervousness i felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,51,0)"&gt;12th January 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The judgement day was finally here. I couldnt eat or couldnt do anything for that matter. All I could think was the pink slip that showed you your next step and I wanted this next step to be a good one really really badly. And i knew that it is going to be good when i saw my name under the Top Students of 2008. I was so exhilerated. And i m gald that all my friends had done well.&lt;br /&gt;So i guess when you break it down it has to do with hard work, efficiency, determination, God, encouragement from your loved ones and a little bit of luck for achieving good grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;School MSG: 9.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Class MSG: 7.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m really proud of my school and my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Now all the best for your postings and your future studies and career:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-5572569979260315744?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/5572569979260315744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=5572569979260315744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/5572569979260315744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/5572569979260315744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-has-really-been-long-time-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-3838130234595593651</id><published>2008-11-28T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T01:27:54.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O levels have ended like 3 weeks ago. I really thought that after my exams it will be fun. However its the opposite. I feel like there is nothing to do. Lets see, all I did during this holidays were go out with my friends on alternate days and go shopping with my mom. The rest of the days when I m not going out or something, I just stone in front of the TV. I watch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;The Ellen Degeneres Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. I love that show. She is super funny. Then I change the channel to Vijay TV to watch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kana Kaanum Kalangal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; At first I thought that the show was kinda interesting; but now it just seems so stupid. HAHA. I like the Michael guy though. He can dance really really well. Then I change to the channel OKTO to watch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;transformers, Robotboy and Martin Mystery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. Lame but I m bored remember. Then after that there is nothing on the channels to entertain me so I use the computer doing useless stuff. Then I go back and watch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Ugly Betty&lt;/span&gt; and then &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Whose line is it anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; (its really funny) and then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simpsons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. So yeah thats exactly what I do everyday when i m at home:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;But I still managed to read books. One my favourites is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;BREAKING DAWN &lt;/span&gt;(4th book of Stephanie Meyer's vampire-human romance series).Its awesome. I love EDWARD and I envy Bella!! The movie &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; which is  1st book of the series is gonna be out soon. But I dont like the Edward in the movie. Really:( I hope its nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Another of my favourites that picked from the recommended section in the Library is called &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LULU DARK AND THE SUMMER OF THE FOX&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;by Madison. Its a lighthearted mystery. Its basically about this girl who is really good at solving mysteries but she hates doing so. Eventually she is forced into solving a mind-boggling mystery that invoves her own mother. Its quite funny and interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup I guess thats it... I hope I find something to do soon:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-3838130234595593651?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/3838130234595593651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=3838130234595593651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/3838130234595593651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/3838130234595593651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2008/11/holidays.html' title='Holidays....'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-1424776144475915167</id><published>2008-11-19T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T22:52:24.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIHANNA LIVE IN SINGAPORE!!</title><content type='html'>S&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he was here and I went for it!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH. One word to describe the show: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. One word to describe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;RIHANNA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;GORGEOUS or HOT or AMAZING or TALENTED and the list goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; She had her whole audience standing, screaming and dancing through out the whole concert. Her songs had a certain groove that will make u want to move. Even my mom stood up and cheered for some of her songs like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; SOS" , " Please dont stop the music", "Unfaithful" and "Umbrella"&lt;/span&gt;.  My mother kinda found her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Shut up and drive" &lt;/span&gt;irritating but i loved that song. So basically we loved the whole performance:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, something tells me that she has a bad impression on Singapore's technical crew. Well the mic failed during her opening DISTURBIA. She was super pissed off. I mean who wouldn't. It's the OPENING!! There were a few American guys sitting behind us and they were like " Do these pple know who she is. She is like a super star and they have to screw the mic." She was pissed and so were her fans. Haha. But i must say she did a good job covering that up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Here are some videos of my favourite performances. Enjoy:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d2ND6c8nsGg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d2ND6c8nsGg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;DISTURBIA and BREAKING DISHES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; She looked like shining star when she descended from the podium and i loved the transition between the two songs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i6E5cu19JYM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i6E5cu19JYM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;PLEASE DONT STOP THE MUSIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( I loved the interlude and u just cant stop moving for this song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qdqpZaDv6_A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qdqpZaDv6_A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;SOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( She and her music are just simply Awesome:) I love the way she includes her audience)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M72CxgV3Ico&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M72CxgV3Ico&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;UNFAITHFUL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;(I LOVE THE SONG and her voice is amazing. Loved the expression at 1:00-1:01)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/srha1bOa1d4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/srha1bOa1d4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;TAKE A BOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(She took a bow and we gave her a round of applause. Personally, i love the lyrics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-wBNS7Hc9WM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-wBNS7Hc9WM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;UMBRELLA or umb-er-ella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( Some pple actually brought their umbrellas and opened it up.HAHA. Thought that was cute. This was the Finale. We were shouting for encore but it didnt happed:()&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;These are my favourites but i was kinda sad that Chris brown did not join her for Umberella. Oh well it was a rocking show.I wonder if she tasted any of Singapore's special dishes like the Black Pepper Crab, Roti Prata, Rojak, Ice Kachang, Carrot Cake, Laksa, Char Kway Teow, Satay and Kaya toast =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Thats all for now. See ya soon. :)&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/2802840918694633794-1424776144475915167?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/1424776144475915167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=1424776144475915167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/1424776144475915167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/1424776144475915167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2008/11/rihanna-live-in-singapore.html' title='RIHANNA LIVE IN SINGAPORE!!'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-7729279763868996058</id><published>2008-07-22T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T02:08:22.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From me to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey,&lt;br /&gt;I can really feel your pain especially when u cried today. I always wished to see my dear ones smilling and laughing and somehow i had this overconfidence that your face would always wear that sweet smiled. Yet you cried today. I felt cheated and mad at that issue that made you cry. Right now, I just want you to know that your tears are precious and i just cant bear to see them go to waste. Please remember that you will always have me and I promise that i will be there for you no matter if it rains or shines, because I am your friend. I just hope to see you smiling soon. LOVE YEAH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;When the sun shine we'll shine together. I told you i'll be here forever. I said I always be your friend. Took an oath i'll be sticking arnd till the end. I bet is raining more than ever. More than we still have each other. You can stand under my UMBERELLA!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND I REALLY MEAN IT!! Lingering memories will make you smile and sorrows will fade:))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-7729279763868996058?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/7729279763868996058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=7729279763868996058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/7729279763868996058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/7729279763868996058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2008/07/from-me-to-you.html' title='From me to you'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-8519638635665806105</id><published>2008-07-21T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T04:09:36.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop to look around...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just take a second to stop and look around. Look at the your friends, enemies, strangers. Look at the objects around you. Look at them and u will realise that you have been missing alot. Why do you have this false illusion that you are happy when you are not. I know that you are craving for happiness. You cant hide it from me because i see it through your eyes. Your eyes dont lie at least to me. You think that its going to burden me but i really really want you to share with me. I am here for you like how you were for me. You want me to happy, but how can i be happy when you are not. Please let it go... i cant bear to see you fake your happiness... I am waiting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the mind is in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DISTURBIA&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DARKNESS&lt;/span&gt; is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIGHT..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/2802840918694633794-8519638635665806105?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/8519638635665806105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-6884477192672285728</id><published>2008-06-04T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T21:20:19.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just let me lose my Breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3nmrgYgq8IE&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3nmrgYgq8IE&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&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/2802840918694633794-6884477192672285728?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/6884477192672285728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=6884477192672285728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/6884477192672285728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/6884477192672285728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-let-me-lose-my-breath.html' title='Just let me lose my Breath'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-4337069851226670559</id><published>2008-05-28T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T23:28:10.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories that will Linger...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SD5KLI89wfI/AAAAAAAAADo/YVYp5Nso1TU/s1600-h/the+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205679774529077746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SD5KLI89wfI/AAAAAAAAADo/YVYp5Nso1TU/s320/the+cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE THE CAKE oh and i love all u guys too:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SD5JP489wZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tpYAk5Vofi0/s1600-h/happy+farewell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205678756621828498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SD5JP489wZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tpYAk5Vofi0/s320/happy+farewell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Familiar Faces on the cake:) i ate mine, sangee, sindhu and shah's face:) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SD5JQY89waI/AAAAAAAAADA/-1IbcbntOVM/s1600-h/just+u+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205678765211763106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SD5JQY89waI/AAAAAAAAADA/-1IbcbntOVM/s320/just+u+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just us:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SD5JQY89wbI/AAAAAAAAADI/sbAut79NaSU/s1600-h/sangee+loves+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205678765211763122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SD5JQY89wbI/AAAAAAAAADI/sbAut79NaSU/s320/sangee+loves+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The sec 4s and SANGEE LOVE ME! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SD5JQo89wcI/AAAAAAAAADQ/sRpmcOc3oQY/s1600-h/all+looking+at+the+wrong+side.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205678769506730434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SD5JQo89wcI/AAAAAAAAADQ/sRpmcOc3oQY/s320/all+looking+at+the+wrong+side.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All looking at the wrong camera aiyoh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SD5JQ489wdI/AAAAAAAAADY/KlKioRQZsgg/s1600-h/thanks+for+the+chocolate+cake+facial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205678773801697746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SD5JQ489wdI/AAAAAAAAADY/KlKioRQZsgg/s320/thanks+for+the+chocolate+cake+facial.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks for the chocolate cake facial:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SD5KK489weI/AAAAAAAAADg/NDmUEk6hehs/s1600-h/in+the+middle+also+can+get+wet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205679770234110434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SD5KK489weI/AAAAAAAAADg/NDmUEk6hehs/s320/in+the+middle+also+can+get+wet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks for the free shower...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THANKS FOR THE WONDERFUL MEMORIES!! I WLL DEFINITELY TREASURE THEM!!....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh remember your promise...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CEDAR TL....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MAKE HISTORY DONT BECOME HISTORY...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you can do it...keep the cedar flag flying high and most importantly treasure your time in cedar:)) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVE YOU:))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/2802840918694633794-4337069851226670559?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/4337069851226670559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=4337069851226670559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/4337069851226670559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/4337069851226670559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2008/05/memories-that-will-linger.html' title='Memories that will Linger...'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/SD5KLI89wfI/AAAAAAAAADo/YVYp5Nso1TU/s72-c/the+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-6610218612851749970</id><published>2008-05-26T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T06:16:14.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things just ZOOM past...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nowadays, alot of things around me just zoom past my eyes. Things are happening so fast and i dont seem to be able digest them as quick. sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Firstly, I am still under the impression that i am  sec 3.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;HELLO!! Earth to Rufina Devaruban!! You are in sec 4 and does the letter O remind you of anything??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Secondly, I am not doing exceptionally well in my academics although I have managed to achieve something in the asthetics part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Tsk tsk tsk, ACADEMICS&gt; asthetics unfortunately:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thirdly, everytime I open the book i feel like dozing off and dozing off definitely does not help me in anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Glad that u know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Fourthly, too much distraction&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Learn to deal with it.Life is full of distractions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok past is past. Its a about time i learn to focus and start with my revisions. I definitely got to work harder than this if i want to get my 6 points. sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Holidays arent holidays. Tons and tons of homework are waiting to crash down on me. Revisions and I seem to be a galaxy apart. Deep down my heart, i want to enjoy my holidays but my brain tells me to think twice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Farewell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Words just cannot express my heartfelt gratitude towards u guys. I loved it. Can a farewell get any better?? It was super touching. Never expected it and it was definitely a sweet surprise:) Thank you juniors. The memories of us together will forever be etched in my heart.:p love u guys..&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Speaking of heart... I noe that u have a "big heart". But u seriously dont have show it off like this, if u noe what i mean. It brings about a very bad impression on you. I mean not that i care about your well being and not that u care about yourself either. I dont noe why but i just felt like saying this its really cheap of u to do that. Seriously, are u that pea-brained that u cant even think of the consequences?? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Its kinda weird to see a good freind of your cut himself. He claims that he does it for fun and that he is just merely scratching its just so freaky. Maybe i m just paranoid, I dont noe??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said alot of things are happening around me and they are jsut too fast to grasp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so BLOW ME AWAY, will you??:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-6610218612851749970?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/6610218612851749970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=6610218612851749970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/6610218612851749970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/6610218612851749970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2008/05/things-just-zoom-past.html' title='Things just ZOOM past...'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-8151454787494740524</id><published>2008-05-12T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T07:49:50.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Dearest Mother...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;How much I love you I can't say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more than words can hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;You're all at once my rich, red clay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My potter and my mold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Yours the words that shaped my voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spirit within mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Yours the will that shaped my choice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My fortune, and my sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;How lucky I was to have had you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;At the core of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Wise and good, you always knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Just what I could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;And so I came to be someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Whom I could be proud of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;For this I give my swollen sum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Of gratitude and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I LOVE U MA!! HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY!!:)&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/2802840918694633794-8151454787494740524?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/8151454787494740524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=8151454787494740524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/8151454787494740524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/8151454787494740524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-my-dearest-mother.html' title='To My Dearest Mother...'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-1193604147587222996</id><published>2008-05-04T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T05:18:38.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got the Inspiration from Him..HAHA!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RcdO6gUqIl8&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RcdO6gUqIl8&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enna senchalum &lt;em&gt;plan&lt;/em&gt; panni seyanum&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-1193604147587222996?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/1193604147587222996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=1193604147587222996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/1193604147587222996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/1193604147587222996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-got-inspiration-from-himhaha.html' title='I got the Inspiration from Him..HAHA!!'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-21922087587184720</id><published>2008-05-03T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T05:52:37.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random beyond Random....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Quote of the day: I want to be the senior officer in the Ministry Of Koomuttais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Nandini--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Haha! All the best Nandini!! Hope your wish comes true! Nandini the Minister for Koomuttais. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ok so 7 papers are over i just have 2 more: Physics and German. So i should be studying but unfortunately i guss i have lost my momentum after Biology. If there is any one word to describe CEDAR MYE, it would most probably be MASSACRE. Its official that all teachers are out to kill us. "Sigh" I really really hope and pray hard that my L1R5 for MYE would be less than 10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;A little conversation sangee told us about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;( 2 girls were talking about their seniors in the bus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Girl 1: Eh that senior very smart!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Girl 2: Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Girl 1: She never study for prelims and she got 22 points lah. And for o levels she got 17 POINTS!! VERY SMART RITE?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Girl 2: OMG!! serious?? so smart!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;( No comments)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;ok thats all for now i guess.. shall blog after my 2 papers.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-21922087587184720?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/21922087587184720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=21922087587184720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/21922087587184720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/21922087587184720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-beyond-random.html' title='Random beyond Random....'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-2354707966041320323</id><published>2008-04-28T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T06:22:16.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The banana boy throws his fists again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok the banana boy has some problem. Everything also, he has to throw his fists. Last time it was one fist but now its two fists. That's the only difference. Oh and his eyes always pop out everytime he throws his fist.HAHA!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My Higher Tamil paper was screwed big time. I study all the words he gave us and only ONE pathetic word came out. SO IRRITATING!! When we told Mr omer the paper was hard..he says &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;" Easya thaanae ma irunthathu. Athuvum neenga cedar pengal. Ithulaam romba easy"&lt;/span&gt; I have absolutely no comments about it.sigh... So i guess both my L1s are screwed. I dont get it?!?! HOW COME THEY DON'T SEEM TO TEST THE THINGS I STUDIED!?! I just cant wait for MYEs to be over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On Saturday i studied goeg like as if my life depends on it. Then watched sorkkalam. Yea RI won. Kinda expected but i felt that they spoke better at semi finals.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Oh and i didnt know that sorkalam was a chinese show cos some pple who dont associate themselves with indians turned up. So lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess i got to mugg... HARDER!! sigh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-2354707966041320323?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/2354707966041320323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=2354707966041320323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/2354707966041320323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/2354707966041320323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2008/04/banana-boy-throws-his-fists-again.html' title='The banana boy throws his fists again.'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-6629298381431714565</id><published>2008-04-25T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T22:40:31.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know it too well...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It has been quite a while updated about the the things in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"  style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;MYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Today was the starting of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MYE&lt;/span&gt;!! Started with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;. One word : Massacre! I had no idea why the boy had " abstract shock written all over his face". I mean its his mother!! He sees her every single day!! "sigh" I guess I have to depend on my HMT for my L1. I got to mugg harder than this. "sigh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorkkalam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We lost to RI. No comments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Debaters you rocked pple!! WE LOVE YOU..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tmr is the finals: RI vs RGS. No comments. May the best team win:&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;VS KURINJI VIZHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;WE WON THE CHALLENGE TROPHY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;GO CEDAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And I danced!! yay!!( pple said me and sangee's love pose rocked.. Even Mr omer!! haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;AND U KNOW IT TOO WELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I am absolutely disgusted by how you play dirty. U are supposed to be the best, yet you planned to cheat! And after all that you think you are so smart!! Dont get me started with your standard. WAKE UP!! ITS FREAKING GOING DOWN THE DRAIN!! Every year you test our patience. You think its so amusing to see us react to your every dirty move? Everything has a limit!! You do not deserve it!! And you know it!! So think twice before rubbing it in. Seriously put all your pride and glory for THAT name in the dustbin because  that's how u guys behave!!&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/2802840918694633794-6629298381431714565?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/6629298381431714565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=6629298381431714565&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/6629298381431714565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/6629298381431714565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2008/04/obsession.html' title='You know it too well...'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-8466939300922227988</id><published>2008-04-24T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T02:35:34.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody likes to be played...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rd5EW7E3t2g&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rd5EW7E3t2g&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-8466939300922227988?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/8466939300922227988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=8466939300922227988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/8466939300922227988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/8466939300922227988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-for-beautiful-liar.html' title='Nobody likes to be played...'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-8604246179353340713</id><published>2008-03-30T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T05:05:25.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's like that!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Here are some fun facts of life:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The 2 most common elements in the universe are hydrogen and stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If at first you don't succeed, skydiving is not for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Money can't buy happiness. But it sure makes misery easier to live with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Psychiatrists say that 1 of 4 people are mentally ill. Check three friends. If they're OK, you're it.&lt;br /&gt;6. Nothing in the known universe travels faster than a bad cheques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. It has recently been discovered that research causes cancer in rats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Always remember to pillage BEFORE you burn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If you are given an open-book exam, you will forget your book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. COROLLARY: If you are given a take-home test, you will forget where you live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The trouble with doing something right the first time is that nobody appreciates how difficult it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. It may be that your sole purpose in life is simply to serve as a warning to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Sky's Law: You can't fall off the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The average woman would rather have beauty than brains, because the average man can see better than he can think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-8604246179353340713?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/8604246179353340713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=8604246179353340713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/8604246179353340713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/8604246179353340713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2008/03/lifes-like-that.html' title='Life&apos;s like that!'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-6494607016935734699</id><published>2008-03-25T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T07:40:44.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply fantastic.</title><content type='html'>Last week was the annual SIFAS dance and music festival. Many of my friends like Aarathi, Lavanya, Mahalakshmi, Sanusha and Supraja danced. Oh and Nandhitha sang. Unfortunately i was not performing this year. ( I performed last year, so i was not allowed to perform this year. Must give others a chance they say.lol) So I went to SIFAS to watch all these people dance. I met my juniors and other long lost friends. And MINU I M NOT ANEROXIC!! Thank you. Haha. Oh and i loved the Mohini attam by Nikitha. It was very well performed. I realised that she the thillana she performed was same thillana cedar is performing for VS all arts. Haha. cool.&lt;br /&gt;So that was on Saturday.  Sunday was the BEST!! It was Kalakshetra's dance drama. One word: MIND-BLOWING. I am serious. The coordination and the aramandi and the rythmic patterns were just applaudable. Oh and really the male dancers like soooo ROCKED the stage. If you think that all male dancers are kinda feminine after watching "Varalaaru", you would probably want to throw stones at the director after watching these guys dance. Haha. Btw the choreographer for the dance drama was by Leela Samsung who was also the GOH for a performance i did in India. She is really a nice lady. lol. Oh and one of the male dancer reminded me of a friend. The more i looked at him the more he resembled my friend. Haha. I shall tell him abt it. He is probably gonna laugh his head out. haha. So that is all for now i guess. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-6494607016935734699?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/6494607016935734699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=6494607016935734699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/6494607016935734699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/6494607016935734699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2008/03/simply-fantastic.html' title='Simply fantastic.'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-6155713998909377906</id><published>2008-03-20T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T05:32:20.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Friendship is a golden chain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The links are friends so dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And like a rare and precious jewel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's treasured more each year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's clasped together firmly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;With a love that's deep and true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And it's rich and happy memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And fond recollections too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Time can't destroy it's beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;For as long as memories live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Years can't erase the pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The joy that friendship gives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;For friendship is a priceless gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That can't be bought or sold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But to have an understanding friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Is worth far more than gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And the golden chain of friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Is a strong and blessed tie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Binding kinded hearts together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;As the years go passing by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PINK WATCH!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Me and nandi were talking about how some people like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK WATCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;can be so obnoxious and think that they are the HOTTEST people around. I mean these people go around insulting everyone. Seriously we wonder laughing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;"Has &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK WATCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ever looked into the mirror?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;"I don think so, even if &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK WATCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; does, the mirror will crack." haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;And we have officially decided that if anything goes wrong in our life its all &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK WATCH's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fault. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Its raining... its &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK WATCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I forgot to do my bio assignment... its &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK WATCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I dont feel hungry... its &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK WATCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The lessons are so boring... its &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK WATCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;hahaha!! so we were just playing that &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK WATCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fault game throughout the day. Its amusing really. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;p.s. Nandini please dont go to bishan, j8 alone. I am afraid you will pounce and growl like a tiger and manatha vangran cedar. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Organic chemistry.... do i look like i care if the chemistry is organic or not. I mean i am already having a hard time figuring out QA and u come up with this methane and propane and hexane and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/R-JRvDxeBdI/AAAAAAAAACk/8zCBNCEykT4/s1600-h/methane.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179792390337988050" style="CURSOR: hand" height="400" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/R-JRvDxeBdI/AAAAAAAAACk/8zCBNCEykT4/s400/methane.JPG" width="425" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the chain of carbon atoms go one. And people actually sit down and count the no. of carbon atoms. lol. Now i noe why most scientists look like they had super large amount of electricity passing through them.haha:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Today Mr. Ang was walking around the class to check if we were reading (we were obviously not doing so. Reading periods were invented for students to read. But in Cedar its a period when u finish up your pending homework and to catch up with our last night's sleep.lol). And then he walked past my table. He suddenly came to me and took a look at my homework diary ( its not like everyone else's. i made it myself.) He was looking at this pic....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/R-JUnjxeBeI/AAAAAAAAACs/Pm9Cu-p43r8/s1600-h/485699283m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179795560023852514" style="WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" height="175" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/R-JUnjxeBeI/AAAAAAAAACs/Pm9Cu-p43r8/s200/485699283m.jpg" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;He was trying to figure out which one of the dancers was me. And to my surprise he actually guessed it correctly. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Him: Is this u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Me: yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Him: Woa you look very different in it. U look &lt;strong&gt;taller&lt;/strong&gt;?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Thanks Mr Ang, i needed that. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so i realise that my Saturday and Sunday are totally packed. Have to go and see many people's performance at Sifas. But i really cant wait for Sunday. Really really want to see Kalashetra students dancing. OMG!! its gonna be mind-blowing. I just cant wait. So have to finish of my homework soon before i go for all the performance.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALL THE BEST TO ALL THOSE WHO ARE PERFORMING!!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-6155713998909377906?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/6155713998909377906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=6155713998909377906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/6155713998909377906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/6155713998909377906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2008/03/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/R-JRvDxeBdI/AAAAAAAAACk/8zCBNCEykT4/s72-c/methane.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-9208613662452204689</id><published>2008-03-18T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T04:37:03.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U just need to listen to yourself....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Did you ever wonder how your actions have affected me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Did you actually think i will never find out?&lt;br /&gt;Did you even think of how i would feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Did you never not know that I am an innocent girl with a vellai manam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And after all that I was still true to you and all you did was to give me bags and bags of lies and pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All your fake promises that you whispered into my ears and that soft kisses u planted on my cheeks through the phone are etched in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I shead tears and blood just to erase them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Till today you never took the initiative to apologise to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You just have to listen to yourself......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i guess life does not seem they way you expect it to be. I guess life is just like a "Sin" graph. It has its ups and downs. Its just up to me to learn to deal with it. I am pretty sure i am learning to do so. உன் நாவின் அம்புகள் என் மனத்தைத் துளைத்தாலும் அதைத் தாங்குகிற சக்தி என்னிடம் உண்டு. என்னைப் பற்றி நீ கவலை படாவிட்டாலும் என்னக்காக கண்ணீர் சிந்துவதற்கும் என் சந்தோஷத்தைப் பகிர்ந்துகொள்ளவதற்கும் என்னிடம் உள்ளனர். Although i might have been CHEATED, I am very fortunate to have friends who would stick by me and be there for me. To all these friends " I LOVE U GUYS." ok that felt better i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know that my blog has been quite dead. Emphasis on the quite. Dont ask me why? Because i just dont have the answer to it. Alot of things have happened in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly this is the month of MARCH... MY BDAE!!!:) but sadly i had chimstry SPA. And the burette refused to work properly. After giving a knock it listened to me so it was not so bad:). Bdae party was soooooo sweet. so happening. My frens are the best actress. haha. make me believe they not coming but then buy me a cake and celebrate it at PP macs. How wonderful. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/R9_O1BK97fI/AAAAAAAAACU/FLuItpB4yeY/s1600-h/NIKE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179085506742185458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/R9_O1BK97fI/AAAAAAAAACU/FLuItpB4yeY/s400/NIKE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats my NIKE bag my mom and dad bought for me for my bdae. I 'm lovin it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok feeling the tiredness. Going to sleep.Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-9208613662452204689?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/9208613662452204689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=9208613662452204689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/9208613662452204689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/9208613662452204689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2008/03/u-just-need-to-listen-to-yourself.html' title='U just need to listen to yourself....'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/R9_O1BK97fI/AAAAAAAAACU/FLuItpB4yeY/s72-c/NIKE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-1741852471138508316</id><published>2008-03-15T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T23:54:50.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The girl in the mirror..........</title><content type='html'>I look into the mirror,&lt;br /&gt;And what do I see?&lt;br /&gt;A sad girl staring back at me,&lt;br /&gt;She cant even look herself in the eyes,tears well up,&lt;br /&gt;But she won't let me cry,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't take the world anymore,that's what I thought when I locked the bathroom door,&lt;br /&gt;The girl in the mirror, isn't me,&lt;br /&gt;At least not what I used to be,&lt;br /&gt;This strange girl wore all black,&lt;br /&gt;Even the vibrant colors of my face, she now lacked,&lt;br /&gt;So many cuts and scars,&lt;br /&gt;When the pain of love went to far,&lt;br /&gt;The smile I used to always wear, gone unnoticed, and disappeared&lt;br /&gt;All there is on her face, is anger and fear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-1741852471138508316?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/1741852471138508316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=1741852471138508316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/1741852471138508316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/1741852471138508316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2008/03/girl-in-mirror.html' title='The girl in the mirror..........'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-1877206997570032343</id><published>2008-02-27T20:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T20:26:48.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Unforgetables</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-3d.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2305843009219000893&amp;amp;site=widget-3d.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=fr&amp;amp;id=2305843009219000893&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-3d.slide.com/p1/2305843009219000893/bb_t016_v000_s0fr_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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The wind blowing on his face. He arrives at his destinantion, potong pasir mrt station on his bike wearing his black velvetty jacket. He stops his bike and leaves it to purr while he waits for his life to arrive. He sees her and a wave of relief sweeps over him. They both meet and their eyes greet each other. Their silence says it all. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"kannanl pessum penne"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. She gets on to his bike and they decide to ride to drop her at school. Suddenly, it starts to rain. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"mudhal mazhai ennai nanaiththathe".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; But they do not even know that it is raining. Why that is so.. Nobody knows. He finally stops at the void deck opposite her school and she realises that she is extremely late. But what can she do? These are the things she has to do for love. Love changes a person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Sighs. The lies people have to say to come up with new excuses for being late is miraculous. A mystery boyfriend, a mystery bike to come along free with that mystery boy friend. And, ALOT of explaining to do to her friends, teachers and parents. Haha. why lah? Just come on time lah loosus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-5173478701734132683?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/5173478701734132683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=5173478701734132683&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/5173478701734132683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/5173478701734132683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2008/02/biker-man-and-her.html' title='BIKER MAN and HER....'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-3292191460615779554</id><published>2008-01-11T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T02:09:34.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Translations.......</title><content type='html'>Joyce has "humbly" requested for the translation of "ANGI PAYAN PALLI" and since i am a very NICE girl i have translated it below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Angi-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;just means Ang. The 'i' at the back is extra.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Payan- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;means boy. since he is young, just call him a boy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Palli-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;means lizard. he looks like a lizard frm some angles. hahaha. no offence to anyone. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Joyce?? oh and pls get a tagboard. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-3292191460615779554?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/3292191460615779554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=3292191460615779554&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/3292191460615779554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/3292191460615779554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2008/01/translations.html' title='Translations.......'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-4654309186860144266</id><published>2008-01-04T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T03:23:10.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HeLlO 2008:))</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR to everyone. School repoened and i m lovin it. I love all my teachers. THey ROCK!!:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: the ever funny MDM AUDRA&lt;br /&gt;Tamil: the IT loving MR OMER&lt;br /&gt;Maths: MDM LUM( dont really know about her.)&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry and Form teacher: The ever saathu Mr ANG (aangi payan palli who just got married by the way)&lt;br /&gt;Physics: The strict and the best dog-trainer MR YAU&lt;br /&gt;Biology: The bullet train, MS ANGELINA TAN&lt;br /&gt;SS/GEOG: Mrs LIM( dont noe abt her.)&lt;br /&gt;PE: MR LEE:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it.... except... i don like the school compound. Too confusing. Till today u aleave me in the court yard i dont noe how to go back to my class. HAHA!! seriously...its that confusing lol.&lt;br /&gt;ok got to do my homework. homework on the 1st week of school."sigh". byebye:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-4654309186860144266?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/4654309186860144266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=4654309186860144266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/4654309186860144266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/4654309186860144266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-2008.html' title='HeLlO 2008:))'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-3558735273346161857</id><published>2007-12-13T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T01:31:57.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALIVE yet DEAD...DEAD yet ALIVE</title><content type='html'>It has been quite some time since i have updated my blog and since some people have been demanding me to update.... HERE! Happy now??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with Dentists??? seriously i dont understand why they like to put things into your mouth. Seriously what does my mouth look like to him, a Garbage Bin where he can put all sorts of things?!? Anyway, i am gonna get my braces soon. I m still unsure of what colour i should get. Some suggestions are green, blue, PINK( yuck!!). But i was thinking of BLUE on the upper set and GREY on the lower set. So in the end my braces will represent CEDAR UNIFORM!! haha. Today the guy extracted my teeth. altogether 4 teeth. The guy was complaining that my teeth are all so strong and its hard. Like seriously i am the one who should be complaining. I am the one who is bearing the pain not him!! And my dad thinks its funny that everyone else has 32 teeth and i have 28. And he goes around calling me "paallu pudungna paambu". Like i said i dont understand what is so funny about all this extraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i went to the holding site( my school is undergoing PRIME). You call that a school?? It has nothing. I mean it sucks to the core. The pillars there are definitely not huggable and seriously u have the highway at the back of the school. Not to mention the amount of noise.EEW!! At least they are painting the school Blue and Yellow. So that way it doesnt seem so bad after all. But i still miss my school terribly. The starbucks corner, the pillars, the court yard, the MPH, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great the TL blog has  been updated thanks to songee. But i dont understand why she doesnt want to give me the password and username. I was just trying to help her. Fine Sangee. Dont tell. One day u will come running to me for help. Then see what i do to you. HAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok Thats all for now. I m teribbly hungry but i cant chew anything properly.HPMH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-3558735273346161857?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/3558735273346161857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=3558735273346161857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/3558735273346161857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/3558735273346161857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/12/alive-yet-deaddead-yet-alive.html' title='ALIVE yet DEAD...DEAD yet ALIVE'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-1267938590955049372</id><published>2007-11-29T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T21:04:17.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enchanted!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Today, sangee, vaynii and i went to bishan library to do our homework. And as usual i was like 15 to 20 min late, so they had already started on their chemistry homework(RI prelim paper- which was easy btw). Wait, correction more like just began to write their names. haha. and then i joined them. So we were talking and STUDYING and laughing and STUDYING and admiring each other's faces( mostly mine. lol.) and STUDYING. And at the end of 1 whole hour we managed to finish 5 questions in the MCQ section.HAHAHA!! So now u know we did everything else except studying.lol. But i had already finished the paper so IT WAS SANGEE AND VAYNII'S FAULT. Not mine. lol. Then we couldn't take it so we decided to go and eat. We ate and talked(more like bitched abt certain pple). Then we went to buy tickets for the movie ENCHANTED! And this Sangee so smart bought tickets to seats that were RIGHT AT THE BACK of the theatre. NONSENSE noe u SANGEE!! I know that u are jealous that vaynii and i are watching and you are not, but that does not give u any right to spoil our viewing pleasure right. haha. Just kidding. Dont cry lah sangee. No matter what u do I WILL ALWAYS LOVE U!! haha. yea. Then vaynii and I went in. We were bored so this Vaynii snatched my wallet from me. I repeat SNATCHED my wallet from me and started digging for i dont know what. She was commenting on every single card and small papers i had in my wallet. Could see that she was feeling damn bored. And then the movie started. The usual thing. Ok now for the review of the movie. Enchanted.... It was damn funny especially the chipmunk. haha. Btw the Prince's name is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EDWARD!!&lt;/span&gt; Does it ring a bell to u people especially nandini and vaynii. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Edward!!AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! HOT HOT HOT HOT!!&lt;/span&gt;lol. so back to the movie. It was generally cheesy. I mean the usual love story. So it was kinda predictable. The graphics were good. If there is any other movie i would like to see next would the TREASURE smth (i forgot the name of the movie sorry.) and the I M LEGEND( i definitely will go with someone for this movie. I dont dare watch it alone. ). Then i came back home. and since i have nothing better to do i am sitting down and writing this post. lol. And my holidays are seriously seriously BORING!! And all those friends of mine who has gone overseas PLS PLS COME BACK SOON. I m literally dying of BOREDOM!! and i expect u to buy smth for me. not like nandini who brought leaves frm China, hahah. just joking, just come back soon. I miss u! lol. ok that's all for now. See ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-1267938590955049372?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/1267938590955049372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=1267938590955049372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/1267938590955049372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/1267938590955049372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/11/enchanted.html' title='Enchanted!?!'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-2790854872631915942</id><published>2007-11-21T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T23:37:36.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOREDOM!!</title><content type='html'>i am bored. I am bored. I Am bored. I AM bored. I AM Bored. I AM BOred. I AM BORed. I AM BOREd. I AM BORED! I AM FREAKING BORED!! I AM DYING OF BOREDOM!!  Yes.. i am so bored that i writing this nonsense post. hahaha. btw I AM STILL BORED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORED:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-2790854872631915942?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/2790854872631915942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=2790854872631915942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/2790854872631915942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/2790854872631915942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/11/boredom.html' title='BOREDOM!!'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-2550576989218530287</id><published>2007-11-14T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T19:13:04.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The SANGEE survey(forced by someone)</title><content type='html'>survey:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the person who tagged me is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sangeeta Nedumaran (sangee monkey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your relationship with her is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Unfortunately, she is my friend and somemore one of the close frens. poor me!! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 impressions you have of her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;lame, SHORT, eating machine, talkative, good dancer(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most memorable thing she has done for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;alot... where to start... ok consoled me when i was "betrayed" by someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most memorable words she has said to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"HAH! I m taller than u. U vertically challenged person"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if she becomes your lover, you will:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;DIE!! i will be like "Engae nimathi, engae nimathi, angae enaakoru idam vaendum"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;if she becomes your lover, things she has to improve on will be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Stop admiring herself, and admit that she LOVES someone other than me of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;if she becomes your enemy, you will:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;have no one to take the blame when we both do lame stuffs:( hahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if she becomes your enemy, the reason will be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she herself..her SHORT self. haha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most desirable thing you want to do for her now is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tell her that i appreciate her for all the things she has done whether its sensible or not and that i m lucky to have a friend like her and she is also DAMN DAMN lucky to have a friend like me. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your overall impression of her is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anjack material!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how you think people around you will feel about you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;talkative, CHILD-LIKE, smart, wild, a good friend, lovable, adorable, pretty, and some say self-obsession and some say ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the characteristic you love about yourself is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i can DANCE well and i m smart and i rock!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;on the contrary, the characteristic you hate about yourself is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my laziness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the most ideal you want to be is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;BE ME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for people that care and like you, say something to them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i love you guys and thanks for everything u guys have done for me. love u loads. and i noe u guys are madly in LOVE with me. haha:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pass this quiz to ten people that you wish to know how they feel about you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) sangee (better do it)&lt;br /&gt;2) vaynii&lt;br /&gt;3) sindhu&lt;br /&gt;4) shah&lt;br /&gt;5) nandi&lt;br /&gt;6) mirnyyy&lt;br /&gt;7) siva&lt;br /&gt;8) senthil&lt;br /&gt;9) ryan&lt;br /&gt;10) jaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is 6 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she CLAIMS she is single... but if she has one it would be a guy..i think!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is 9 a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;male &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if 7 and 10 would be together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EEEW!! ...unless they are lesbians. haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is 2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Literature, physics, chemistry,ss/geog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;when was the last time you had a chat with 3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;what kind of music band does 8 like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;"MAN"&lt;/strong&gt; has no boundaries so the &lt;strong&gt;"MAN"&lt;/strong&gt; likes any music that sounds good.(refer to friendster profile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does 1 has any sibling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yup 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;will you woo 3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO!! more like she wooes me.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;how about 7?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she wooes me not me woo her:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DEFINITELY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the surname of 5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;saras...don noe(hehehe) oops sorry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;what's the name of 10?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JANANI D/O SANDMAN!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;what's 4's hobby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;writing someone's name where ever possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do 5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;they never met each other they don even noe each other exist.haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is 2 studying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cedar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say something casual about 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHORT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you tried developing feelings for 8?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Erm...he is like my BROTHER. nonsense!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where does 9 live?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in singapore??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what colour does 4 like?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PINK!! haha!! ok she is gonna come after me with a parang. BLACK lah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;are 1 and 5 best friends?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;close frens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does 7 like 2?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did you get to know 2?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;long story. naan athu kooda 2 year same classlae kuppakottitu irunthaen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does 1 have any pets?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she herself is a NAYEE.. so i don think her house needs another pet.lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is 7 the sexiest person in the world?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not as SEXY as me. so nope she is not the sexiest person in the world. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------THE END----------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-2550576989218530287?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/2550576989218530287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=2550576989218530287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/2550576989218530287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/2550576989218530287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/11/sangee-surveyforced-by-someone.html' title='The SANGEE survey(forced by someone)'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-7550010580161654715</id><published>2007-11-13T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T00:01:18.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really?!? maybe...maybe not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Name 10 people's name tat u can thinkof @ the top of yer head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Geetha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Sindhu( sundhu)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Nandi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Sangee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Shah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Vaynii&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Jaan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Mirna the monkey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Ryan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Siva&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;THE FUN PART......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How did you meet number 3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We were in the same class in sec 1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What would u do if 2 and 6 were going out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That will never happen. both are in love with ME!! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How long have u known no. 8?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Only 1 year but we are close cos we are the best dance partners ever:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you think of no.7?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STOOOOOOOOOPID CLOWN. HAHAHA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What would you do if 4 confessed that 4 loves u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She doesnt have to confess cos everyone noes she is madly in love with me.lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who's 5 goin out with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pls she is the last person on the surface of the earth who will go out with a guy... not yet maybe kandhuvetikaren when she's older:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What does 1 do for a living?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Look and admire my beautiful face:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Would you live with 4?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EEEEWWWW!!! no way!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. where does 10 live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In singapore??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What do u like abt 1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Her braces. I wanna get that colour!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 1. Does no. 2 like to dance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ya, she like to dance, sing, debate, act, etc. and she LOVES to see me:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Does 9 sleep with a stuffed animal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dont know. maybe maybe not. love to see him do that.haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 . What is yer opinion of no.9?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TALL!! hmph...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 . Would you ever get drunk with no.2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I m a GOOD GIRL!! maybe she will get drunk not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Wat would you do if 1 n 5 were going Steady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I would be like."u guys call yourself SENSIBLE!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Ever gone out with no. 10?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yup. but not many. so must go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 7. Would you ever go out wif no. 3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sure!! to see her relatives in the ZOO. hahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Have you ever slept in no.6 hse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No... but planning on wrecking down her condo when i go there.lol, watch out vay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you ever kissed no.3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no, and never will. but she will kiss me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. does 9 play a sport?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yup. he is really into sports. he is in HOCKEY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------THE END-----------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-7550010580161654715?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/7550010580161654715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=7550010580161654715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/7550010580161654715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/7550010580161654715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/11/really-maybemaybe-not.html' title='Really?!? maybe...maybe not.'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-2657636613037432087</id><published>2007-11-05T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T22:58:39.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"OUCH! It hurts!"</title><content type='html'>I had dance rehearsal with the musicians. And the most disappointing thing is that the HOT mirdungist has gone overseas and now a mirdungam teacher is playing for my dance. How unfortunate.... anyway, i had no idea what the singer was singing. so i got kinda confused. Luckily i had my teacher to help me out.(the nattuvangam). My body is aching. Probably because it had been like 6 months since i did a solo performance that lasts for like 1 1/2 hours. My mom claims that i should stop jumping too much. She claims that it is draining too much of my energy. Got to agree with her. I shall stop jumping around too much. My legs hurt,I can literally feel my muscles pulling in two different direction. IT REALLY HURTS!! And my dance teacher was giving me a long lecture on how i should eat alot and eat healthily since i m dancing for a long period of time. He says that i need alot alot alot of energy. So i m going to KOTTIKURAN like a PANNI. HAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The status of my phone has not improved. So i m still feeling deprived, depressed and empty.'sigh' I MISS MY PHONE!! It's like my life. I mean i really cannot live without it. I love it too much. Once i get back my phone i m going to kiss it and hug it and shower it with all the love i have for it. I LOVE YOU MY DEAR PHONE!! I think vaynii would be feeling super guilty. hahaha!! Relax. I know u didnt do it on purpose. So Chill!! U WILL ALWAYS BE MY FREN!!hahaha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-2657636613037432087?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/2657636613037432087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=2657636613037432087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/2657636613037432087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/2657636613037432087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/11/ouch-that-hurts.html' title='&quot;OUCH! It hurts!&quot;'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-267388114823563546</id><published>2007-11-02T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T22:41:20.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life is broken.</title><content type='html'>MY PHONE IS SPOILT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to vaynii my wonderful phone is spoilt. She HAD to knock my phone off my hand and the phone just went flying and saumersalting and sky diving and whatever not. At the end the battery landed in one corner and the rest of my dear phone landed in the other corner. And now, my phone obviously doesnt work. 'sigh' I LOVE U NOKIA 6233. Now i cant sms or call anybody. I feel so depressed, deprived and empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY??? Why must this happen to me?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m crying, crying, crying, crying, crying. can someone console me? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-267388114823563546?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/267388114823563546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=267388114823563546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/267388114823563546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/267388114823563546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-life-is-broken.html' title='My Life is broken.'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-2263762411246007359</id><published>2007-10-30T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T00:46:49.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP ME!!! I M DYING!!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's Tamil Os. don noe wat i m gonna do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I m dying, someone strong, muscular , hot , handsome, soft come and save me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i think i don noe anyone who has all those qualities, so the someone is not gonna save me!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I , Rufina, have officially gone mad. Relax. Take a deep breath and count to 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok as if that worked. i m gonna start studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wow, wat a surprise!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its nothing, just some marabu thodarkal, vaakiyathai mudithu aezhuthuthal, amaippu sorkal, and the 2 compre. Thats all.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yeah rite!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i shall stop wasting time and go and do my 5 year series. Thats the Way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO RUFINA!!! U CAN DO THIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and of course. GOOOOOOOOOOO PPLE. I LOVE U ALL!! STUDY HARD. and think of me and u all will pass with flying colours!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-2263762411246007359?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/2263762411246007359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=2263762411246007359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/2263762411246007359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/2263762411246007359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/10/help-me-i-m-dying.html' title='HELP ME!!! I M DYING!!'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-698137898070550612</id><published>2007-10-29T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T03:11:34.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy yet  not happy!?!</title><content type='html'>Finally school's over. But we have extended curriculum. So must go back to school. Thats sad. If there is no school, then i won't get to see my freinds and school mates. Which is to say that i wont get my free hugs. So thats sad. Exams are over! And i did better than i expected but its still bad. So i m happy yet not so happy. Tamil Os is coming up. So i cant slack. So i m sad. I have a Dance programme on the 10th November and i m so not prepared. So i m scared and thus sad. However the sadest things of all is to have your beloved school demolished to make way for a new compound. Well it is a good thing to a certain extent, but i feel sad because i dont get to enjoy the new facilities. And i noe i m gonna miss the current compound. The pillars that i have been hugging, the Starbucks corner, the track, the AS1 and 2 the CEDAR EYE and the list just goes on. Its kinda sad to see all the things that i treasured so much is gonna be torn down. :( &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Ladies that i spend Half my math lesson in..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/RyWxScQpNVI/AAAAAAAAACE/CXRKy1OszWw/s1600-h/Kakusu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126698681212941650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/RyWxScQpNVI/AAAAAAAAACE/CXRKy1OszWw/s400/Kakusu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The steps of enlightment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/RyWvRMQpNSI/AAAAAAAAABs/whdbX6DTkws/s1600-h/Steps+of+enlightenment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126696460714849570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/RyWvRMQpNSI/AAAAAAAAABs/whdbX6DTkws/s400/Steps+of+enlightenment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Classroom Block&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/RyWwPsQpNTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NVwZCAkAPi0/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126697534456673586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/RyWwPsQpNTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NVwZCAkAPi0/s400/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/RyWwPsQpNTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NVwZCAkAPi0/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My classroom-3 Alibaba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/RyWwr8QpNUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fkMaIylni84/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126698019787978050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/RyWwr8QpNUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fkMaIylni84/s400/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I M GONNA MISS ALL THOSE:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/RyWwPsQpNTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NVwZCAkAPi0/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-698137898070550612?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/698137898070550612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=698137898070550612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/698137898070550612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/698137898070550612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-yet-not-happy.html' title='Happy yet  not happy!?!'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/RyWxScQpNVI/AAAAAAAAACE/CXRKy1OszWw/s72-c/Kakusu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-4072641716689217470</id><published>2007-10-01T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T01:31:58.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day that was to be remembered but was obviously forgotton.</title><content type='html'>Today morning, i observed that the CTE was not so crowded.It was kinda surprising but was busy revising for my geog paper so didnt bother. And then after that got to school and had to wait in that frigging long queue to scan in.(Cedar uses scaning in thingy for attendence taking. Cool eh?) Then went in and assembled in the courtyard. Sang National anthem(not exactly sang, mouthed it). Then had 2 papers to complete. I nearly froze in that MPH. i shall bring 2 jackets frm tomorrow onwards. As u can see, this is my monotonous life. But i just realised that today is CHILDREN'S DAY!!! i bet u.. u forgot all abt it, didnt u? I m so missing that life. The life when i cried and i got all i needed. the life i slept like a total pig for don noe how many hours. The life when pple did all the things for u. thats the life.. then i grew up... still i ran around and spent most of my time swinging and see-sawing and whatever not... then i grew up and all the tests and crap came crashing down on me... now i can forget children's day..where is my life going to.."sigh" and now i have to mugg for my bio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-4072641716689217470?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/4072641716689217470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=4072641716689217470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/4072641716689217470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/4072641716689217470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/10/day-that-was-to-be-remembered-but-was.html' title='A day that was to be remembered but was obviously forgotton.'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-3193354435717200537</id><published>2007-08-27T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T00:48:51.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fairy Tale: The Clumsy Dinosaur</title><content type='html'>Long long ago, so long ago, till nobody can say how long ago there lived a big, clumsy dinosaur&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;( who owes me doughnuts btw)&lt;/span&gt; It lived in a place called the CEDAR VILLAGE. A little description on Cedar village. It's a place where little cute girls like the one who is writing this, learn and play. Its white and baby blue walls enhances its grandeur and vibrance. Everyone eyed the school with envy&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;( like DUH...it's CEDAR... wat do u expect)&lt;/span&gt; ok coming back to the point...even the Dinosaur loved the village. but it's sooooooooo dumb that didnt noe how to express its "LOVE". Hence, it began to terrorise the peaceful and cheerful village&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.(seriously how dumb can any creature get!)&lt;/span&gt; It goes around in its clumsy trott, banging into innocent girls. it also laughs at others for no apparent reason. There was once it laughed and teased a poor,innocent girl who stepped on a THUMBTACK and called her VERTICALLY CHALLENGED&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(sooooooooo funny issit?)&lt;/span&gt; And most importantly it stinks as its 3 main meals of the day consist of rubbish, Rubbish and more RUBBISH from the dustbin in don-noe-where land. However, this dinosaur is QUITE artistically inclined. It is supposed to be able to produce nice sounds using the handbells&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;( emphasis on the SUPPOSED...whether it is or not is a different story.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA...okok!! i shall stop insulting the dinosaur. For all those who have no idea who this big, clumsy, Rubbish-eating Dinosaur is... Well its none other that &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JAANANII!!!&lt;/span&gt; i noe jaan u are feeling damn honoured that i m writing a story abt u!!lol...btw &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I WANT MY DOUGHNUTS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Credits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author, RUFINA&lt;br /&gt;The comments, SI HUI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Enough abt Jaan, abt me now... today was the most boring day ever....no wait... actually everyday is...haha... so i had maths, then S.S., then physics, then recess(the best period of the day), then english( nearly slept), bio, and finally chem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;for bio... that Chaiw was talking abt excretion... and i was like i i need to go and experience the final stage of excretion aka i need the loo... Si Hui just couldnt stop laughing. And zoey was like the more i learn abt excretion, the more i feel like going toilet. Then the rest was dry so didnt bother listening to the old lady&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;as for chem... Mr ang called us one by one to explain some SPA thingy... so the rest of us did our own work... so me, anamica kirthana, may were talking abt some life experiences... not important for life but still worth knowing... ok thats it... my arms ache..see ya... i will come back with interesting stories...lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-3193354435717200537?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/3193354435717200537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=3193354435717200537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/3193354435717200537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/3193354435717200537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/08/fairy-tale-clumsy-dinosaur.html' title='A Fairy Tale: The Clumsy Dinosaur'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-4265729423967319835</id><published>2007-08-20T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T05:19:28.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surveys...are they true.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 40% Bitchy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howbitchyareyouquiz/bitchy-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a pretty sweet person, and you're definitely not prone to bitchy outbursts.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, though, you can't help thinking mean thoughts about people. But at least you don't act on them!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howbitchyareyouquiz/"&gt;How Bitchy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Coffee Ice Cream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavoricecreamareyouquiz/coffee.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Energetic and lively, you are always on the go.&lt;br /&gt;You're doing a million things at once and doing them well.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to motivate others and raise spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with chocolate ice cream.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavoricecreamareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Ice Cream Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-4265729423967319835?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/4265729423967319835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=4265729423967319835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/4265729423967319835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/4265729423967319835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/08/surveysare-they-true.html' title='Surveys...are they true.....'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-7809984098923663003</id><published>2007-08-18T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T00:46:20.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no see....</title><content type='html'>It had been a long time since i updated my blog...and i see pple writing 'facts' about themselves on my tagboard. Very smart of u sangee... and i m feeling damn bored so decided to blog. the first thing i got to say is that I WATCHED THE SIMPSONS MOVIE!!!!YAY!!! its damn funny but it didnt have a strong story line. I think they concentraed too much on the dialouges and very little on the plot. which is kind of sad. The humour should be complimenting the plot not the other way around. Anyway the scenes and frigging funny that i died laughing. My favourite part is when Homer dares his son to skateboard naked and he actually does it.... HAHA damn funny.... and then the spider pig...."spider pig...it does what a spider pig does." homer is lame to the core.... and then the part where homer and his wife( the one with the stupid hair do) were having "ahem...ahem"....it was funny but kinda weird cos i was watching with my mom.....and then the boob lady... damn funny.... but sad to say no strong plot...&lt;br /&gt;We had a class bbq at Mdm Audra's (english tr) condo.....her condo is called the SAVANNAH...so u can see leapord and rhinos (fake ones)and the bbq pit was next to the waterfall....cool eh....ok it was fun.... the details is only meant for 41 alibbas to noe...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The following text was forced to be written.... I REPEAT FORCED TO BE WRITTEN....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is about a "cute" girl called Nandini who wanted me to write about her "good deeds" lets see where to start.... ok firstly she is in choir which is to say that she is supposed to sing well. Then she is madly in love with sangee who likes to spam my tagboard.. they do the most stupidest things in the world together..... she loves to embarass us by shouting across the canteens...basically she does things that are immature and she claims that she is mature....Nandini u mature means we all grandmothers ready!!!! She is pretty(as i said i m forced to write this) good in maths... was in my class... and of course she LOVES ME!!!! she will be there for u when u need her to be....what eslse to say...SHE IS A DAMN GOOD FREIND who can go kooku sometimes....haha...enough nandini ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-7809984098923663003?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/7809984098923663003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=7809984098923663003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/7809984098923663003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/7809984098923663003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/08/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long time no see....'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-1632546514716543505</id><published>2007-08-10T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T00:53:02.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SINGAPORE IS 42 YEARS OLD....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let me start by saying HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SINGAPORE... NDP in my school( cedar) was fun....As usual it was red..... the day started out with the march by the various uniform group.... they were damn good... coordination was pin-point and the commands were clear and loud.... seriously it was as good as watching the actual march past done by the soldiers at the NDP at marina bay....i m not joking.... what do u expect from a school in which all the uniform groups at least achieve a gold award or the BEST GIRLS UNIT.... like i say dont underestimate cedarians. Then that was followed by the performances. We had 3 dance items for the outdoor segment: the modern dance( sing to the dawn); the malay dance( the union of the elements); the indian dance( AANANTHA KOOTANI, congregation of joy , the one that won us 1st at RI all arts) Each of the item had its specialities.... but still aanantha kootani was said to be really impressive.... oh and thank u all for supporting and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;cheering.... the parents and teachers and the pricipal( who came just in time to watch us dance) were really mesmerised by our fluid movements, forceful steps and the intricate rythms. Everyone was applauding... like duh.... we didnt win 1st for nothing u noe....lol. yeah then i had to run up to the 3rd floor to line up for my award( for being an outstanding Vice-President of TLDDS). Then the price presentation. Everyone cheered... the normal stuff. After that came the community singing. That was damn fun. I was singing and cheering my heads out. Then halfway through i came out to change. couldnt stand the heat. Then by the time i went back the whole celebration was over....so sad:( Then helped to clear the place... packed my stuff and went off.... somehow i felt that this year's celebration was not as lively and energetic as the previous years. Maybe it is just that the CEDAR SPIRIT is dying.... the previous years were really fun and we used to cheer so loud that we could hardly hear ourselves.... but now i can hear myself!!!! That is not the way it should be!!!! I feel so sad!!!! Even when we jog around the school, the sec3s and the sec4s cheer, but the sec1s... they don even noe the meaning of cheering.... even at competitions they are like 'why must we cheer'...People it has always been CEDAR who wrecks down the place by cheering and we always cheer after every competions no matter how good or bad it was....GET THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MEET THE PARENTS SESSION was damn good. It was better than i expected. My teachers were praising me like no one's business. I was impressed. Needless to say that my parents were impressed too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Mr Ang(chemistry): She is a pleasant girl who has passion for learning. She is talented as she is both asthetically and academically inclined. She frequently asks questions and it is a joy teaching her. she is a gifted child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Mdm Audra(english): She actively participates in class and is very responsive. She is an independant learner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mdm Faridah(ss/goeg): She has passion for learning and is a gifted child. She is a independant learner and has the thirst to learn. She is also responsive in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Mrs Chaiw(Bio): A very good student who always wants to prove her talent. and is multitalented and posesses leadership qualities. She is very responsive and is a joy teaching her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ok the list just goes on.... i m tired of writing already....so bye...see ya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-1632546514716543505?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/1632546514716543505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=1632546514716543505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/1632546514716543505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/1632546514716543505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/08/singapore-is-42-years-old.html' title='SINGAPORE IS 42 YEARS OLD....'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-2961659717745855027</id><published>2007-07-31T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T07:21:11.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So many things.... so little time...</title><content type='html'>It has been quite a long time since i blogged. ok! got loads of things to write.first of all...RHD... its super fun. Most of us were is saari. We were late for morning assembly. so our principal went "are u trying to say that the state flag has to wait for the vainity of women" It was kind of funny... really... the boring part was that we had lessons. Seriously how can we concentrate when we are busy with getting our costumes right. So as a result, our teachers got really pissed off and all. Then the assembly programme was so funny.... haha. We took lots of photos too... check my friendster account if u wanna see them...... For NDP we are dancing RI DANCE( the dance we danced for the dance competitions  that were organised by RI)... yay!!! for the first rehearsal the teachers were really impressed... wat do u expect its Rufina dancing there. Of course the dance will rock... ok its weird... i felt like blogging just now but now i dont.... so. bye.bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-2961659717745855027?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/2961659717745855027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=2961659717745855027&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/2961659717745855027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/2961659717745855027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-many-things-so-little-time.html' title='So many things.... so little time...'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-5087715543665628721</id><published>2007-07-16T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T00:56:45.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'The Rebellion begins'</title><content type='html'>I'm sure u guys noe what i m blogging about...HARRY POTTER AND THE ORDER OF PHOENIX....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/RptYaz0_fEI/AAAAAAAAABE/n1XDPmH4Jxs/s1600-h/harrypotter~Harry-Potter-And-The-Order-Of-The-Phoenix-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087757421657422914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/RptYaz0_fEI/AAAAAAAAABE/n1XDPmH4Jxs/s400/harrypotter~Harry-Potter-And-The-Order-Of-The-Phoenix-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really expected more from this movie. I feel disappointed:( Its the longest book and yet the shortest film... 7/8 of the book was not put on screen...so many changes. Its like so different from the book...'sigh' I went to watch the movie on Saturday and like they had shows every 1/2 hour and yet many shows were house full.. I was lucky to get a seat... Like the poster (the one above) the movie was also dark....i mean literally. They changed the dementors.... i think the dementors look cool now. Previously they look like just a piece of tattered clothes flying around sucking people's happiness out of them. Now, they look like flying skeletons that feed on People's happiness which makes an impact on the viewers. The long awaited kissing scene was a total disaster. I mean who kisses like that!!So stiff and so lame! Its so not romantic. And whats up with the camera angles. Its already bad enough that the director makes us see a total fake-out make-out and they have to show it in different angles. It was so not working. The best part is this particular kissing scene was taken 49 times! I just have no comments about it. Cho Chang is not at all pretty or beautiful or cute or whatever. She just looks like some random girl down the street. Cho just gets on my nerves...she sucks.. i love snape. He's so good. The expression he portrays will make you laugh out loud. And not to forget Umbridge... she was seriously good... Draco didnt have much of a role in it... don noe why he even bothered to act. Hermoine and Ron weren't given much importance either... everything was Harry, Harry, Harry...oh yeah voldemord looked the same...the no nostrills look.Luna Lovegood( not sure how to spell)was good too.At least she is better than Cho Chang. Ok i shall not spoil the suspense of the film...lol.. All i would say is that HARRY POTTER AND THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS still rocks.... but order of the phoenix is still worth watching...lol.. thats all for now... damn tired...zzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-5087715543665628721?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/5087715543665628721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=5087715543665628721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/5087715543665628721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/5087715543665628721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-will-lose-everything.html' title='&apos;The Rebellion begins&apos;'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/RptYaz0_fEI/AAAAAAAAABE/n1XDPmH4Jxs/s72-c/harrypotter~Harry-Potter-And-The-Order-Of-The-Phoenix-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-2363015796172316438</id><published>2007-07-06T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T01:02:35.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life isnt fair....</title><content type='html'>Really.... Life is just not fair. If you are wondering what i m talking abt...Well i m talking about St GABRIELS ALL-ARTS. Generally, it was fun. Laughed alot ( at the stupidity of some people). Not implying anything. Yeah. This was how it went. At 7.30 am we were waiting at st gabs to get the dancer's make-up done. Till 7.40 we werent given a room. As the vice president, i called up the one in charge to ask. He told me i will get the room soon. Then we waited till like 8.... couldnt take it so decided to break into a classroom. I warned him. YES! We broke into classroom...ok not really breaking in cause the classroom was already open so just went in like nobody's business. Then we started the make-up. Oh yeah... the pillars in St Gabs are not huggable. Its so square and.... its just not nice to hug. My school one nicer to hug. HAHA. yeah back to the point. Dhaky u damn funny noe. Don noe why u never get in for imsai. doesnt matter u will always be my joker. U can stand under my umbrella...ella...ella. Ah then suddenly someone told us that our dance was at 2.20 p.m. and the best part is the whole thing was to end at 2. Haha. Don noe why. OH yeah then we went into the hall and got ourselves a place right infront of St Gabs guys commenting on each and everything. Don wanna elaborate. The opening drama was done by the great and the best CEDAR GIRLS SECONDARY SCHOOL. YAY!!! They were damn good lah. Seriously. I mean like vaynii really cried... i m serious. She really cried at the part "naan nalla amma illaiya"... i so felt like crying. The aasais, you guys rocked. The black and gold paint on your faces really worked. For a moment i couldnt recognise youll. Seriously sindhu, shabana just gave me the creeps. all the tugging and the tempting," Idhuvae un Aasai".OMG!!! a splendid performance. not to forget the music. Sangee can do a better job lah. wat u doing up there ah. probably sight seeing the guys up in the av room rite. haha. just joking. The music really added to the feel. Good job Sangee:) The other school. hmph. lets just move on to dance category, shall we? yeah the dance "Nilai Alangaram" The evelution of moods" so profound rite. Thats Cedar. The costumes like so rocked. Thats because its cedar. The dance was great. Thats because its cedar up there. The dance stood out from the rest. Cause its Cedar. ok.... I think u guys get the point. Cedar did really well for dance. Its obvious. oh yeah the lighting so rocked.... according to various reliable sources the lighting for the dance really added to the dance. In fact it brought it one step higher. U wanna noe why. Cause the lighting was done my the one and only great RUFINA, me:) Like duh!!! of course the lighting rocked big time. Its me who was doing the lighting. Its so obvious. I shall add this to my list of talents...lol...anyway....i was happy for the dancers. Other schools? Yishun was damn good lah.... i was so impressed. I don get impressed easily u noe. LOL... Then they like had this think which school brought in the most supporters or something like that. Which school wrecked that place down? Is that a question? Duh its CEDAR!!! Even a new-born baby will noe that. Pls we cedarians were born to cheer. Now comes the sadest part. The results. Drama got 3rd. Don noe why. I just have no comments about it. Dance came in 2nd. Like i said i just have no comments. Whatever it is.... even the guest-of-honour said that we desrved 1st. Who cares abt the victory that comes through the gold-plated metal trophy.... the real victory is when the audience say that no! Cedar deserves 1st. They were the best. That was what we got. Although we were sad and all but we stood there together with pride as one CEDAR. And every all-arts does not end with the mandatory cedar cheer which will once again wreck the whole place. Like i said, cedarians are born to cheer. Oh! How can i forget! The perfomance done by St Gabs themselves. do i need to say more. The dance was good. The video....don noe what was it about... then the frequent "PAYERAE KETTALAE ATHIRITHULAE!".... Should i say more. It was lame but fun. Then i took photos with Siva ( she is a gal.), Thiru ( she is also a gal) and my darling sindhu (my aasai). yeah. that was st gabs. As usual i went home ranting abt the unfairness. And my mom was like "yeah,yeah. Thats what u said abt RI all arts".LOL... oh yeah i got back my marks for the 5 tests that "coordially" welcomed me on the first day of school....sigh. my S.S marks so rocks. Maths...don wanna talk about it. chemistry, bio havent gotten it back yet. i m sure its gonna be in a puking state. oh yeah today in german class we were talking about random stuffs. as in the teacher was talking to the board as usual and we (me, iman and 2 sji fellows) were talking on our own as usual. suddenly, don noe why, but we started talking about schools... obviously the josephians were like " we are the best all boys school" and i m like no schools like ACS (I) are much better than your schools. and one of them just went "HEY HEY!! U!U! I don like ur boyfriend!" That was so out of the blue. first of all i don even have a boyfriend. I m single. wen i told him that....he was like i m just singing this in advance when u get get boyfriend from ACS(I). Seriously don noe wat do with these people. SO LAME!!! if u are reading this i hope it gets into your brains pple. HAHA. ok thats al for now. JAYA i noe i owe u a note.... i promise u i will give one asap. k! see ya.... Remember to miss me. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-2363015796172316438?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/2363015796172316438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=2363015796172316438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/2363015796172316438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/2363015796172316438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/07/life-isnt-fair.html' title='Life isnt fair....'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-1751265764075682812</id><published>2007-06-23T05:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T01:06:24.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO U!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/Rn0MUowiSPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9ka4ydvBSRg/s1600-h/songee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079229503421696242" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/Rn0MUowiSPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9ka4ydvBSRg/s400/songee.jpg" width="253" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(the one on the left is the bday gal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to u Songee!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;hope u liked our surprise birthday present...yeah the very special 6 of us (members of SAPTA- meant only for 7 special pple) surprised songee. We bought her a cake, a very nice one, and then we lighted the candles and brought it to her doorstep and screamed HAPPY BIRTHDAY( cedarians usually scream...lol). She was super shocked and touched. She was so touched that she started crying. So we like hugged her and she began to cry even more. HAHA. Could see that she was really touched. All that was fun, but the part we had to run away from her when we saw her at J8 was so funny. She was in the same MRT as Nandini and the best part was that both were sitting opposite each other. Nandini panicked and smsed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nandini: OMG!!! Sangee in the same train Lah!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Did she see u?&lt;br /&gt;Nandini: No. where are u?&lt;br /&gt;Me: At J8. Buying her a gift. Shah and Geetha are at the control room there.&lt;br /&gt;Nandini: Ask them to get out of the place. She might see u guys.&lt;br /&gt;Me: ok ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then almost immediately i get a call from Vaynii. She said told me to do the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;Then i had to go down. By the time i got down, Sangee had already tapped out and was heading towards J8. I like rushed to the control station and then i see Nandini, Shah and Geetha. They were like acting out what they did when they saw Sangee. Both of them tried to hide behind the pillar which like hardly even blocks 1 person. So SMART rite? HAHA. Then sindhu came along and we narrated the whole thing. Then we went into J8 and guess who we see walk past us? SANGEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nandini was like "SANGEE!!" and she turned. I was like huh? and i just turned and rushed to a nearby shop. Geetha went into breadtalk and started laughing like no ones business. Then this Shah ran behind the clothes hanging in the shop. The sales girl was looked at her weirdly. Sindhu, the best. She just stood there like some statue and looked at Sangee walk past. After she was gone we gathered and went to her house to give her a surprise. After all that we went through, the running and hiding at the shops and getting looks from people, Sangee told us that she never even noticed us! SANGEE U DAMN BLUR LAH!!! Right infront of u also cannot see. HAHA. Yeah then we cut the cake, gave her presents and hugs.We like spread the cream on her face. Hope u liked the chocolate cream mask, Sangee!!Btw, if u get pimples its not our responsibility. HAHA. We ate pizzas and cakes till we were full. So much for my "I am so gonna cut down on junkfood". Then we watch Gillie. Dont ask me why. It was the birthday girl's wish.Yeah then we got bored of it half way, so we played Truth or Dare. It was damn funny. The details of the game is highly confidential only meant for the ears of the 7 special pple. Yes!! so sad that Shah and Geetha had to leave early. Then we dropped them at the MRT and the rest of us went to MAC and bought drinks. We like decided to walk around as we, especially me, thought that that place was bringing back too many memories. Then after roaming around for 15 min. We went to Swensens where we ordered coke floats and french fries. The coke float was seriously huge. Lucky we only bought 3 and shared. Then at 3 vaynii and I left so don noe wat happened after that. Anyway, i really enjoyed myself and we should do this more often. Once again, HAPPY BIRTHDAY SONGEE!! WE LOVE U!!! Yeah thats about it. I got to finish my homework.AHHHHHH!!!!! Bye Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-1751265764075682812?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/1751265764075682812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=1751265764075682812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/1751265764075682812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/1751265764075682812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-birthday-to-u.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO U!!!!'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/Rn0MUowiSPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9ka4ydvBSRg/s72-c/songee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-4384761558369835742</id><published>2007-06-21T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T23:13:45.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dentist??? AHHHHH!!</title><content type='html'>I really want to go back to school.... but i havent finish my homework yet and i am definitely not ready for my tests. I really miss all my buddies. I feel so depressed. Well thats probably because i miss all the lame things we do together. Lame but really fun... i miss all the free hugs i get from mirna and jaya....all the threats i get from the MAMAROWDIES ( a pathetic grp of pple which includes Sangeeta and Jaan.) they and their parangs..lol... all the awkward looks shah gives when i say something that is super nonsensical and lame.... all the bombastic sentences that comes from vaynii.... all the mushy stuffs nandini and sangeeta say to each other ( two fools who claim that they are in love with each other but they are not even serious abt it)... oh and the sensible and profound things sindhu says...and the feminist talks of that geetha.... and the list goes on and on..... i have got to wait for another 2 more days.... i can do that... just 2 more days. Today i had to see the dentist for my braces. I really hate seeing these people. They love to put things into people's mouth and scrap this and that. The best part is that they just love to complain about the condition of our teeth when theirs is equally bad. I am never gonna see another one again. This what i said 2 months ago and i have another appointment next week. 'Sigh'. I really don want to go but i have no choice. Anyway look at these pics....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/Rntj-IwiSOI/AAAAAAAAAA0/6pff4UhPJmo/s1600-h/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078762923944462562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/Rntj-IwiSOI/AAAAAAAAAA0/6pff4UhPJmo/s400/flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/RntjfIwiSNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Hak8z4trmIA/s1600-h/rain+drops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078762391368517842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/RntjfIwiSNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Hak8z4trmIA/s400/rain+drops.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/RntiIYwiSKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TjUAgyr83zI/s1600-h/drops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078760901014866082" style="WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="209" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/RntiIYwiSKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TjUAgyr83zI/s320/drops.jpg" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/RntinIwiSLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pY6pV_BoYvY/s1600-h/mail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078761429295843506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/RntinIwiSLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pY6pV_BoYvY/s320/mail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/Rnti_owiSMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7zzrCQ0s7NA/s1600-h/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078761850202638530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/Rnti_owiSMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7zzrCQ0s7NA/s400/rain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The works of nature always seem to fascinate me..... its so picturesque!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok i have to finish my homework now and revise. I m not planning to flunk my tests. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye bye... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-4384761558369835742?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/4384761558369835742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=4384761558369835742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/4384761558369835742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/4384761558369835742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/06/dentist-ahhhhh.html' title='Dentist??? AHHHHH!!'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8WgVCZQVUmk/Rntj-IwiSOI/AAAAAAAAAA0/6pff4UhPJmo/s72-c/flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-4660779455748038267</id><published>2007-06-19T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T01:08:33.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK...BACK....BACK</title><content type='html'>Hey just came back from my short trip. I m like so tired....i m just gonna take a long nap then when i feel like it i will post abt my trip.... got loads to say....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-4660779455748038267?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/4660779455748038267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=4660779455748038267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/4660779455748038267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/4660779455748038267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/06/backbackback.html' title='BACK...BACK....BACK'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-8367722168296596018</id><published>2007-06-12T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T20:35:31.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A SWEET SONG.....</title><content type='html'>A song that really got me... I just LOVE it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;june pOnaa july kaattrae&lt;br /&gt;kaN paarththaa kaadhal kaatrae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poo pooththaa thaen varumae&lt;br /&gt;peN paarththaa thee varumae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ennaachchu thONaliyae&lt;br /&gt;(check it up, check it up..)&lt;br /&gt;aedhaachchu theriyaliyae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natpaachchu love illaiyae&lt;br /&gt;love aachchu natpillaiyae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naetru enbadhum kaiyyil illai&lt;br /&gt;naaLai enbadhum paiyyil illai&lt;br /&gt;indru mattumae nenjil michcham uNdu thOzhaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moththa kooththukkaL yaarukkaaga&lt;br /&gt;moththa bhoomiyum kooththukkaaga thaan anbae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;june pOnaa july kaattrae&lt;br /&gt;kaN paarththaa kaadhal kaattrae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; poo pooththaa thaen varumae&lt;br /&gt;peN paarththaa thee varumae..aae..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;araikkuLLae mazhai varumaa&lt;br /&gt;veLiyae vaa kudhukalamaa&lt;br /&gt;indha bhoomi pandhu&lt;br /&gt;engaL koodai pandhu&lt;br /&gt;andha vaanam vandhu&lt;br /&gt;koorai seidhadhindru&lt;br /&gt;karai irukkum nilavinai salavai sei&lt;br /&gt;sirai irukkum manangaLai paravai sei&lt;br /&gt;endha malargaLum kaNNeer sindhi kaNdadhillai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;june pOnaa july kaattrae&lt;br /&gt;kaN paarththaa kaadhal kaattrae&lt;br /&gt;poo pooththaa thaen varumae&lt;br /&gt;peN paarththaa thee varumae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ennaachchu thONaliyae&lt;br /&gt;aedhaachchu theriyaliyae&lt;br /&gt;natpaachchu love illaiyae&lt;br /&gt;love aachchu natpillaiyae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uala coumostas&lt;br /&gt;...baieng grastias&lt;br /&gt;o trama treyuma....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iruppOmaa veLippaadaiyaai&lt;br /&gt;ah..sirippOmaa malar kudaiyaai&lt;br /&gt;sirpi viralgaLO silai sedhukkumae&lt;br /&gt;peNNin vizhigaLO nammai sedhukkumae&lt;br /&gt;romba kaadhalai indha bhoomi kaNdirukkum&lt;br /&gt;pala maattrangaL vandhu vandhu pOiyirukkum&lt;br /&gt;indha ulagaththil evarumae raaman illai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;june pOnaa july kaatrae&lt;br /&gt;kaN paarththaa kaadhal kaatrae&lt;br /&gt;poo pooththaa thaen varumae&lt;br /&gt;peN paarththaa thee varumae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ennaachchu thONaliyae&lt;br /&gt;aedhaachchu theriyaliyae&lt;br /&gt;natpaachchu love illaiyae (love illaiyae)&lt;br /&gt;love aachchu natpillaiyae (natpillaiyae)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naetru enbadhum kaiyyil illai&lt;br /&gt;naaLai enbadhum paiyyil illai&lt;br /&gt;indru mattumae nenjil michcham uNdu thOzhaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moththa kooththukkaL yaarukkaaga&lt;br /&gt;moththa bhoomiyum kooththukkaaga thaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naetru enbadhum kaiyyil illai&lt;br /&gt;naaLai enbadhum paiyyil illai&lt;br /&gt;indru mattumae nenjil michcham uNdu thOzhaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moththa kooththukkaL yaarukkaaga&lt;br /&gt;moththa bhoomiyum kooththukkaaga thaan ada an..bae..en an.b..ae..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-8367722168296596018?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/8367722168296596018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=8367722168296596018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/8367722168296596018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/8367722168296596018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/06/sweet-song.html' title='A SWEET SONG.....'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-2628001925161456357</id><published>2007-06-11T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T06:53:18.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Exam!!!!</title><content type='html'>WOA!!! Finally, my dance exam is like over.... Either i studied an extra topic or the examiner was kind enough to not test me on it. Talking about the examiner, she is this super sweet lady.... all those who have watched JEANS( aishwarya rai and prashanth), would have definitely watched the video KANNODU KAANBATHELLAM.... u noe the skeleton that danced towards the end...yeah she is my examiner...HAHAHAHA!!! No...i'm serious...really.... ok i noe this is really hard to believe...but its true.... btw she was also the choreograher for that song..HEHE.. So what were her comments. She was like "Rufina U ROCK THE WORLD!!! can i get an autograph ?" OK FINE...she didnt say that but she did praise me and my wonderdul dance. I mean like the whole world knows i m a good dancer so yeah it was like a cliche to me.... i should really stop getting high about myself...LOL...according to my horoscope for today, i m supposed to be feeling romantic....but instead i m feeling murderous. Look at the irony.... thats all for now... i m really tired.... gonna sleepZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-2628001925161456357?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/2628001925161456357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=2628001925161456357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/2628001925161456357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/2628001925161456357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/06/dance-exam.html' title='Dance Exam!!!!'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-3523978945459476155</id><published>2007-06-06T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T06:41:57.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MISSING U:(</title><content type='html'>I m already missing all my friends, juniors and seniors.... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS U GUYS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; they just make my day and they never fail to put a smile on my face.... well i guess i just have to wait for another 2 weeks to see them... that reminds me ... i have like 5 tests that are waiting for me when i go back to school... and i havent touched my books for ages... but i have a good reason for that... my dance exam.... i have alot of things to mugg u noe... and mugging with fever is not very easy.... well my day today was seriously boring...just eating and sleeping and mugging.... i m not sure how much went in..."sigh" but i learnt one thing... my juniors are pros at climbing.... just like monkeys... lol...pple, pple, i noe u are excited to try out rockclimbing at our wonderful, cheerful school.... but u seriously don have to start practising now.... its kinda easy actually.... u realli don have to climb every other walls or pillars or concrete masses as a practice...lol... my mom commented that my room has officially progressed frm a dustbin to a junkyard.... haha... if u ask me i think its still maintaining at the dustbin level.... thats all for now... i can feel the work of my medicine already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-3523978945459476155?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/3523978945459476155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=3523978945459476155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/3523978945459476155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/3523978945459476155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/06/missing-u.html' title='MISSING U:('/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802840918694633794.post-6869891632700384518</id><published>2007-06-05T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T00:33:11.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally a blog of my own...</title><content type='html'>hey pple... a blog of my own... but i m still figuring somethings out though..lol.. so expect a few changes now and then. today was quite a eventful day. went to school for dance prac with my running nose and cough which like started don noe when. what else to do. after all i m the in charge for ICS dance... and my teacher-in-charge didnt find fault in me.Now this is MIRACLE. after that i had to rush off to my dance class where i had to do the most complicated and vigourous items of all. At the end i was almost dead... thanks to that my running nose and cough became worse... next time i should remember to take the MRT instead of the bus... pple wats up with the loud music. Seriously cant these pple use headphones instead of letting the whole bus listen to their crappy music...grr... and the opening of my blog... should start pestering pple to tag me..lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2802840918694633794-6869891632700384518?l=obsessedwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/6869891632700384518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2802840918694633794&amp;postID=6869891632700384518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/6869891632700384518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2802840918694633794/posts/default/6869891632700384518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessedwithme.blogspot.com/2007/06/finally-blog-of-my-own.html' title='Finally a blog of my own...'/><author><name>.::RUFINA::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13014020043563040617</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>
