<?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-3753446539039543721</id><updated>2011-10-18T06:25:56.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets get jiggy with it</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>156</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-2824362802659208897</id><published>2011-03-26T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T14:09:35.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green house zombies</title><content type='html'>hello..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not sure that there is still a human being reads this dead blog. i wish that i could tell you that i'll update more often, but then i'll be lying. i am not going to be updating much in the near future and for the rest of the year. if i do, one post per month? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm trying as hard as i can to stay away from the laptop and move in closer to my books. 2011, a huge year for me :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okayy.. don't want to talk about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, i could scratch school's road run out my list. it is over and done with. i am truly proud of the emerald green for doing such a fantastic job. we've moved up to third and i literally screamed at the top my lungs when they announced it. slow and steady wins the game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; cheers to that !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-2824362802659208897?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2824362802659208897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2824362802659208897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2011/03/green-house-zombies.html' title='Green house zombies'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-4263830114336869530</id><published>2011-02-14T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T23:20:20.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say no</title><content type='html'>hello dearies !&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from the confused and sad of a person i was from my last post, i've jumped into another suit, a regular high school student. this suit that i'm wearing at the moment is certainly not, as they say it, a walk in the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm all over the place! tuition class here and there and what not (usual stuff). only god knows how tired i am, physically and mentally. i'm not gonna lie, stress is catching up to me. i'm not good at juggling tasks but i'll be able to make it through with baby steps, one foot after the other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;moving on, a high school student commit a suicide recently, the whole mumbo jumbo have made the parents and teachers too, tremble in fear. i don't know about other schools, but mine have started giving announcements on how to deal with stress and pretty much everything thats related to it. when it comes to my parents, they took it to a whole new level. nonetheless, both parties are preventing us from following the dead girl's footsteps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bai nao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-4263830114336869530?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4263830114336869530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4263830114336869530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2011/02/say-no.html' title='Say no'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-5822850874712102865</id><published>2011-02-06T12:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T13:18:37.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sober</title><content type='html'>i woke up today with a confused mind. everything in my head seems to be jumbled up. its as if i've woken up as a different person around different people, but when i look at the mirror, i saw a very familiar face looking back at me --&lt;i&gt;i'm still my own self.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i'm still me, why do i feel different, like a stranger to my own life? how did i end up like this, feeling confused? did someone robbed me last night and erased all of my memories? i have loads of question marks in my head but nothing on solutions. i'm lost and hoping that someone would jump out of nowhere and tell me the things i want to hear, like you see in those ridiculous television advertisements. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/3753446539039543721-5822850874712102865?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/5822850874712102865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/5822850874712102865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2011/02/sober.html' title='Sober'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-920778034657712575</id><published>2011-01-15T16:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T17:40:58.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely ladies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TTFhXSvwGyI/AAAAAAAAAns/uw1yKd2MyXA/s1600/466__600x400_hana-tajima-maysaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TTFhXSvwGyI/AAAAAAAAAns/uw1yKd2MyXA/s320/466__600x400_hana-tajima-maysaa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562334067576281890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hana tajima &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;since my days of covering up, I've been keeping tabs on people with great styles and keeping our religion dressings in check. from one blog leads to another, from one style leads to another. each very different with their own style, which i strongly admire. there is not any cookie cutter going on here when it comes to these ladies.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've picked up a few things here and there, making me happy where i stand. I've also learnt not to care of what people think when it comes to dressing. if you're okay with it, go with it. it'll turn out great, i'm sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lately i've been wearing a whole lot of prints. be it stripes, floral or animal, they are my fav at the moment. i'm in a hunt for a polka dot maxi skirt or better yet, a polka dot fabric. picking out the perfect fabric and sewing it myself would save the complete trouble of finding the exact skirt i want. impossible? well, we'll see. probably the sewing machine and i would turn out as good friends :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;wish me luck !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some of the blogs i follow;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stylecovered.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;style covered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pkaws.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;pkaws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.countthethread.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;count the thread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yunazarai.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;yuna zarai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nurulcakapcakap.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;nurul cakapcakap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;toodles!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-920778034657712575?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/920778034657712575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/920778034657712575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2011/01/hana-tajima-since-my-days-of-covering.html' title='Lovely ladies'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TTFhXSvwGyI/AAAAAAAAAns/uw1yKd2MyXA/s72-c/466__600x400_hana-tajima-maysaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-1439616956771307534</id><published>2011-01-10T23:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T16:06:00.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Octopus</title><content type='html'>Hello bloggers and not to forget my number one fan (haha) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently at mcd located at the sec 14 area. I've finished my mcflurry Oreo and now i'm just lazing around, patiently waiting for Aisyah to finish with her chemistry homework while I'm experimenting with her brand new iPad. Yes, an iPad -in result of her straight a's. As far as I remembered, I only bought an iPod shuffle which cost around rm200 (no where near as much as an iPad) but that's okay, there's room for spm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie dokie, my first week of school has been the same old same old. Nonetheless, I manage to get my butt in trouble. I'm trying to not repeat the same incident or I'll be transferred to another school. Cruel as it seems but if that is how my school rolls then I'll have to follow through. Hey, there's only several months till I'm out of school for good. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm not planning to stick around&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;toodles!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-1439616956771307534?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/1439616956771307534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/1439616956771307534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2011/01/mr-octopus.html' title='Mr. Octopus'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-6465461338509140083</id><published>2011-01-01T10:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T15:59:25.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short and simple</title><content type='html'>i'm not going to elaborate much about my year in 2010. there is too much of both, good and bad experience that i've gone through for me type it out. whichever it is, i'll cherish every moment of it. no doubt. i'm leaving to 2010 with a smile and welcoming 2011 with open arms, hoping that it would be a good, no, brilliant year for me and also everyone else. &lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;amin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-6465461338509140083?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6465461338509140083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6465461338509140083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2011/01/short-and-simple.html' title='Short and simple'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-1341669053760468718</id><published>2010-12-28T18:14:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T19:48:34.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please stay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TRnEsenv6FI/AAAAAAAAAnk/tTWiqFhIT8g/s1600/tumblr_lbe8p6Idpr1qz8fjho1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TRnEsenv6FI/AAAAAAAAAnk/tTWiqFhIT8g/s320/tumblr_lbe8p6Idpr1qz8fjho1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555687883751286866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TRnEflBwXFI/AAAAAAAAAnc/xJIx1BI2B6k/s1600/tumblr_lbe8p6Idpr1qz8fjho1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been promising myself to not post much about my love life, regardless of how i felt --happy nor sad. believe me, every war we've been through, there's this urge to lash it out on this blog of mine. even so, in the end i manage to backspace every emotion i felt thats been transfered to my fingertips back to where i started. blank.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when it is starting to rain, my mood instantly switched. i thank god for making it pour, (after what happened) i'm feeling much better now. strangely i find rainy days and sad songs very calming. hand me a mug of hot chocolate then it'll be perfect. at the moment, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;the sound of raindrops hitting the ground and bruno mars singing grenade will do the trick&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;:')&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;toodles!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-1341669053760468718?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/1341669053760468718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/1341669053760468718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/12/please-stay.html' title='Please stay'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TRnEsenv6FI/AAAAAAAAAnk/tTWiqFhIT8g/s72-c/tumblr_lbe8p6Idpr1qz8fjho1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-5533258160248365371</id><published>2010-12-17T13:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T19:21:37.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh, sigh and more sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;sigh infinity !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, excuse me. I'm dreadfully bored..! I could die out of boredom, literally. Currently at some relative's place. The grandma and aunt are doing some massaging. to be frank, I could follow anyone to anywhere at this state, i joke you not. If i was not to be here, you would see me at my grandma's and doing nothing but eat, sleep and watch the telly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i'm typing me blog right now on my aunt's brand new phone. It's htc, i can't recall the name of the phone, but i call it strawberry due to colour similarity. The phone is like a mini version of iphone --very cute. Should i swap my future phone from iphone 4 to the cute 'lil strawberry htc? Haha, lama lagi sebenarnya i'll get my hands on my own official phone. Hey, a girl can dream right (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Toodles!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-5533258160248365371?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/5533258160248365371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/5533258160248365371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/12/big-eyed-monster.html' title='Sigh, sigh and more sigh'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-5617252067694506702</id><published>2010-12-13T16:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T17:46:04.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TQXpBpqr-xI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/iZki3lryZw4/s1600/playing%2Bgod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TQXpBpqr-xI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/iZki3lryZw4/s320/playing%2Bgod.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550098330378042130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure everybody is not a fan of people who bitch about others. but if you post things about them to the public and remain your identity as anonymous, i would say you're just like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt; but worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister encountered this &lt;a href="http://ohxoxo.tumblr.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; and introduced it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- although you really hate or irritated by their actions, posting bloody mean comments is really unnecessary. somewhat, immature. the person you bitch about do so and so, okay but their actions does not concern you or your life. so, why do you have to post things about them? in my perspective, you're the one who's yearning for attention, true? yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;" Next time you point a finger, I'll point you to the mirror "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;- Playing god by Paramore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3753446539039543721-5617252067694506702?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/5617252067694506702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/5617252067694506702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/12/funny-story.html' title='Funny story'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TQXpBpqr-xI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/iZki3lryZw4/s72-c/playing%2Bgod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-8131537116950228731</id><published>2010-12-06T20:21:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T19:20:36.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Wang</title><content type='html'>it's 1.25 am, NZ time. i can't get a snooze due to the super duper-power nap i had in the evening. frankly, i have nothing to type about besides my New Zealand trip which i'm saving for later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my brain is not squeezing any good topics so i'll post pictures of ..  *insert drum roll*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ALEXANDER WANG SPRING SUMMER 2010&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TPzbZg8JNaI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/mjOWuqd1Cp0/s1600/images%2B%25284%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TPzbZg8JNaI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/mjOWuqd1Cp0/s400/images%2B%25284%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547550072399017378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TPzbsXjlx5I/AAAAAAAAAmY/TbiQlzHxmok/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TPzbsXjlx5I/AAAAAAAAAmY/TbiQlzHxmok/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547550396297627538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TPzcFwE4vjI/AAAAAAAAAmg/HW-liVkC10c/s1600/images%2B%25283%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TPzcFwE4vjI/AAAAAAAAAmg/HW-liVkC10c/s400/images%2B%25283%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547550832376462898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TPzcdokBXzI/AAAAAAAAAmo/2Tcusz8Blzw/s1600/weehe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TPzcdokBXzI/AAAAAAAAAmo/2Tcusz8Blzw/s400/weehe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547551242676428594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i just adore the braids, classic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TPzclDJByJI/AAAAAAAAAmw/20KF8nxcdyQ/s1600/images%2B%25286%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TPzclDJByJI/AAAAAAAAAmw/20KF8nxcdyQ/s400/images%2B%25286%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547551370070050962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; the very man behind these beautiful clothes; Mr. Wang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TPzcy4dTCaI/AAAAAAAAAm4/VAiuesJrOLQ/s1600/images%2B%25287%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TPzcy4dTCaI/AAAAAAAAAm4/VAiuesJrOLQ/s400/images%2B%25287%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547551607720446370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-8131537116950228731?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/8131537116950228731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/8131537116950228731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/12/mr-wang.html' title='Mr. Wang'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TPzbZg8JNaI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/mjOWuqd1Cp0/s72-c/images%2B%25284%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-132028845791725061</id><published>2010-12-03T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T20:01:46.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;I MISS EVERYBODY BACK HOME !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; I hope they miss me too :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TPjb8i_nhyI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/ynsh2ki47mg/s1600/tumblr_lbgmb3C5951qb6jeto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TPjb8i_nhyI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/ynsh2ki47mg/s400/tumblr_lbgmb3C5951qb6jeto1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546424774339036962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-132028845791725061?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/132028845791725061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/132028845791725061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-miss-everybody-back-home-i-hope-they.html' title='&amp;hearts;'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TPjb8i_nhyI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/ynsh2ki47mg/s72-c/tumblr_lbgmb3C5951qb6jeto1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-6700592198571847177</id><published>2010-11-29T20:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T21:07:57.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down under</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TPOlapyusdI/AAAAAAAAAlI/oiRoCgvPvsc/s1600/211__900x1600_kenzo-colour-blocking-spring-2010.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TPOlapyusdI/AAAAAAAAAlI/oiRoCgvPvsc/s400/211__900x1600_kenzo-colour-blocking-spring-2010.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544957443537023442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing in from Auckland, New Zealand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather's great and so are the people. at first i thought we're gonna turn into a walking popsicles but the weather here is pretty much similar in Malaysia but much cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one dreadful day, i got myself into a serious case of the sunburn. went to see the santa's parade on queens street --FUN. not only we got front row seats to the parade but also the sun. you get the picture!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've already started on my shopping, yes sirey! i've already spent more than half of my money and oh i wished i have more. now i have to decide on whether to buy the peep toe booties or the blue sequined shoes. both would be lovely, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;road trip around NZ will start tomorrow and i have not yet started on the packing. my oh my ..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;pictures will be up soon (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;toodles !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&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/3753446539039543721-6700592198571847177?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6700592198571847177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6700592198571847177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/11/down-under.html' title='Down under'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TPOlapyusdI/AAAAAAAAAlI/oiRoCgvPvsc/s72-c/211__900x1600_kenzo-colour-blocking-spring-2010.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-2116600698749864354</id><published>2010-11-23T18:09:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T02:37:25.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Shout! Awards</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TO1a9NIrtiI/AAAAAAAAAlA/AcZE7RbyyQk/s1600/DSC_1101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TO1a9NIrtiI/AAAAAAAAAlA/AcZE7RbyyQk/s320/DSC_1101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543186723907548706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TO1Y6p-hp9I/AAAAAAAAAk4/61hycvxeuiA/s1600/DSC_1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TO1Y6p-hp9I/AAAAAAAAAk4/61hycvxeuiA/s320/DSC_1082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543184481086711762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TO1V01Gn0UI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Qg4GwB0BrTo/s1600/DSC_1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TO1V01Gn0UI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Qg4GwB0BrTo/s320/DSC_1009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543181082459361602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TO1UoVu_wZI/AAAAAAAAAko/xki25PjuPz4/s1600/DSC_1052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TO1UoVu_wZI/AAAAAAAAAko/xki25PjuPz4/s320/DSC_1052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543179768368710034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TO1Ro1dmlWI/AAAAAAAAAkg/9ehQOjHl3DA/s1600/DSC_1036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TO1Ro1dmlWI/AAAAAAAAAkg/9ehQOjHl3DA/s320/DSC_1036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543176478350808418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TO1N3l882oI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/N5AJGlX78Ag/s1600/DSC_0996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TO1N3l882oI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/N5AJGlX78Ag/s320/DSC_0996.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543172333838850690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;:~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-2116600698749864354?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2116600698749864354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2116600698749864354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/11/2010-shout-awards.html' title='2010 Shout! Awards'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TO1a9NIrtiI/AAAAAAAAAlA/AcZE7RbyyQk/s72-c/DSC_1101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-480477734708923898</id><published>2010-11-18T20:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T21:23:26.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot. Hot. On fire !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i got my nails painted, purse has gained a few pounds --lost a few, show off some fashion action and a whole lot of craziness. put your hands up 'cause ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Year&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;End&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Holidays&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Begun&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TOZ55C2gT6I/AAAAAAAAAkI/CiN4ZN8SRk0/s1600/yess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TOZ55C2gT6I/AAAAAAAAAkI/CiN4ZN8SRk0/s320/yess.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541250412450959266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-480477734708923898?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/480477734708923898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/480477734708923898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/11/hot-hot-on-fire.html' title='Hot. Hot. On fire !'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TOZ55C2gT6I/AAAAAAAAAkI/CiN4ZN8SRk0/s72-c/yess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-3771872721500029844</id><published>2010-11-10T19:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T15:36:18.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whip my hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TNub9Mh_8YI/AAAAAAAAAkA/JliAtiW0L_g/s1600/willow-smith-whip-my-hair-debut-single.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TNub9Mh_8YI/AAAAAAAAAkA/JliAtiW0L_g/s320/willow-smith-whip-my-hair-debut-single.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538191642420310402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;i would really like to cut my hair like willow smith (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got my lazy arse back to school today. somehow, i'm pumped to be back; for no reason. i'm ready with my full uniform on and carrying my oh-so-heavy bag. the minute i step into school grounds --after a couple of weeks being absent, i've been attacked by heck loads of activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, my class plus several others went to FRIM for a civic project. it was real fun! no kidding. we went for some jungle trekking action, help clean mother earth and took a dip in the river. despite that mr. sun came out to play, i had an awesome time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop right there because here comes the bad part. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;open day is tomorrow! :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes sir! though the marks was not satisfying but i'm feeling slight happy for myself. from almost being the last in class, i've jumped to number 19. whoope! but this surely does not calls for celebration, this calls for more love making with the books. making love will start.. soon. haha, i hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-3771872721500029844?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3771872721500029844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3771872721500029844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/11/whip-my-hair.html' title='Whip my hair'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TNub9Mh_8YI/AAAAAAAAAkA/JliAtiW0L_g/s72-c/willow-smith-whip-my-hair-debut-single.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-8915416213099894420</id><published>2010-11-05T23:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T19:32:41.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TNQlM8ms5mI/AAAAAAAAAjo/nkGss499Y9Q/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 169px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TNQlM8ms5mI/AAAAAAAAAjo/nkGss499Y9Q/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536090746302293602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;" hello, hello, hello .. I miss you guys! " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;- A Series of Unfortunate Events&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i'm pretty much alive folks.&lt;br /&gt;my days are pretty pact with heaps of stuff to do and to go to.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back and running for school on monday! see you when i see you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3753446539039543721-8915416213099894420?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/8915416213099894420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/8915416213099894420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/11/whatevs.html' title='Quick update'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TNQlM8ms5mI/AAAAAAAAAjo/nkGss499Y9Q/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-6747391754105210552</id><published>2010-10-30T09:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T13:06:30.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ling ling you forgot your bling bling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TMt-YnmOXlI/AAAAAAAAAjg/4gV6ssWvJ10/s1600/tumblr_la8e6wGhGw1qbi264o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TMt-YnmOXlI/AAAAAAAAAjg/4gV6ssWvJ10/s400/tumblr_la8e6wGhGw1qbi264o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533655528566054482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;bad news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, we lost in the competition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;good news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is final exam's over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my string of absentees starts.. now! i've already started on my postponed shopping from the last several busy weeks. i went to bangsar with my boy once upon a time, by his car k. i'm extremely happy he finally owns a car, transportation problem -- solved. anyways back to bangsar, after going through a minor jam and a hard time finding a parking(bitter moments of owning a car), me made it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unfortunately, i did not buy much stuff. i just bought a high waist striped skirt, a cute owl necklace and another necklace. i just realized, i'm fond of accessories than clothes. wear what ever you please but in the end of the day, accessories will make a bold statement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and i bought my boy the latest futsal shoes from nike for his birthday. gosh, how i love to make him smile :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-6747391754105210552?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6747391754105210552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6747391754105210552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/10/bad-news-we-lost-in-competition-good.html' title='Ling ling you forgot your bling bling'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TMt-YnmOXlI/AAAAAAAAAjg/4gV6ssWvJ10/s72-c/tumblr_la8e6wGhGw1qbi264o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-1695172340848174387</id><published>2010-10-24T00:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T22:31:21.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shuffle it up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TMMSOQu3DEI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/f5-tRGw3BjY/s1600/dvnDOLCE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TMMSOQu3DEI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/f5-tRGw3BjY/s400/dvnDOLCE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531284803560082498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its has been a while since i last listen to my ipod. so i decided to do just that today but only to find out that one of the earphones is not functioning. i can only listen take it off by kesha blasting on my left ear. i have a feeling it is partially deaf. this calls for a new pair! i saw some pretty ones at quiksilver.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking of buying, i would love to snatch a pair of lollitas face wedges (referring to the picture above). AAAH! i dont know about you but i really adore them, pretty but simple. first saw them at a fashion blog, sea of shoes, it was like love at first sight (L) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anywys, ill be staying at some hotel at shah alam with some friends plus two of my school teachers. this competition that we're taking part is business related. we're competing against 13 other schools, us girls are representing selangor yo. this stay is considered as work slash holiday for us. shah alam pun jadi laa at least we are out of school for a few days haha. i really hope we could win because this kind of achievement would look nice for scholarships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;fingers crossed!&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/3753446539039543721-1695172340848174387?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/1695172340848174387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/1695172340848174387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/10/shuffle-it-up.html' title='Shuffle it up'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TMMSOQu3DEI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/f5-tRGw3BjY/s72-c/dvnDOLCE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-6681911712695923430</id><published>2010-10-21T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T21:05:32.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is so you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div class="header" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h2 class="me" style="font-family: 'Arial Unicode MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: inline; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF0000"&gt;im·ma·ture&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF0000"&gt;&lt;sup style="height: 0px; 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color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: inline; "&gt;&lt;span class="boldface" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: 700; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline" style="font-family: Georgia, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: inline; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="boldface" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: 700; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline" style="font-family: Georgia, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: inline; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;img class="luna-Img" border="0" src="http://sp.dictionary.com/dictstatic/dictionary/graphics/luna/thinsp.png" alt="" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: inline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: inline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="boldface" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: 700; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline" style="font-family: Georgia, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: inline; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;img class="luna-Img" border="0" src="http://sp.dictionary.com/dictstatic/dictionary/graphics/luna/thinsp.png" alt="" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; 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color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: inline; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;img class="luna-Img" border="0" src="http://sp.dictionary.com/dictstatic/dictionary/graphics/luna/thinsp.png" alt="" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: inline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: inline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="boldface" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: 700; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;chur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="body" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-left: 0em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div class="pbk" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 15px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;–adjective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="luna-Ent" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 3px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); display: block; "&gt;&lt;div class="dndata" style="text-align: center; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 37px; "&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; position: static; "&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; position: static; cursor: default; background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;1. not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; position: static; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;mature,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; position: static; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ripe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; position: static; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;developed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; position: static; cursor: default; background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;perfected,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; position: static; cursor: default; background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="luna-Ent" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 3px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); display: block; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; position: static; cursor: default; background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2. emotionally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; position: static; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;undeveloped;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; position: static; cursor: default; background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;juvenile;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; position: static; cursor: default; background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;childish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-6681911712695923430?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6681911712695923430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6681911712695923430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-is-so-you.html' title='This is so you'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-7209886288013642501</id><published>2010-10-17T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T23:28:14.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TLsVmA-m-7I/AAAAAAAAAjI/wJKLMJ-S-kQ/s1600/33649_1351879651901_1678691090_739018_7961570_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TLsVmA-m-7I/AAAAAAAAAjI/wJKLMJ-S-kQ/s400/33649_1351879651901_1678691090_739018_7961570_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529036710369229746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;yours truly is brace free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;HECK YEAH ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-7209886288013642501?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/7209886288013642501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/7209886288013642501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/10/officially.html' title='Officially'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TLsVmA-m-7I/AAAAAAAAAjI/wJKLMJ-S-kQ/s72-c/33649_1351879651901_1678691090_739018_7961570_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-4688350070916027026</id><published>2010-10-16T01:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T23:37:43.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be strong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm scared.&lt;/span&gt; i'm scared for my dad, i'm scared for my mum, i'm scared for my kid sisters and i'm scared for my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad is going through a surgery. he has a blockage at one of his main artery, this is the reason why i'm all worried. though it is only one but you'll never know, maybe it'll become more but i'm praying hard for dad not to walk that path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind you, this situation is very familiar to our family. my late grandfather, mustaffa menfari, died for the same reason. we only knew of his condition when it has already reached critical. apparently, doctors can't save him due to too much blockage. i love him but god seems love him more. i miss him so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad is one lucky man to be treated at an early stage and a strong one at that. i know you can get through this, i just know it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;good luck for monday pops !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-4688350070916027026?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4688350070916027026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4688350070916027026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/10/be-strong.html' title='Be strong'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-6233091702709830979</id><published>2010-10-10T09:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T10:13:57.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She did a magic trick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TLEhPvIVhaI/AAAAAAAAAi4/lMk0MqHMukI/s1600/sin.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526234771993494946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TLEhPvIVhaI/AAAAAAAAAi4/lMk0MqHMukI/s400/sin.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;K, lets cut to the chase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY MONEY HAS BEEN STOLEN! si, yes, betul. that little thief only took the notes and left everything else untouched. and all of this happened at my very school. we've got ourself a thief among us ladies, beware. at first i felt so devistated slash angry and i would love to friggin blow up that girl's head with a gun (unfortunately, i don't have one) or perhaps do me a huge favor by jumping off a cliff. yes, that would be nice but that just makes me equally evil as that slying fox. so, who ever you are, take that stolen money and buy yourself some pretty clothes that you can't afford before this. my treat (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-6233091702709830979?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6233091702709830979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6233091702709830979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/10/she-did-magic-trick.html' title='She did a magic trick'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TLEhPvIVhaI/AAAAAAAAAi4/lMk0MqHMukI/s72-c/sin.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-7716348956711959055</id><published>2010-10-03T11:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T11:48:19.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The big one nine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my man just turned 19 yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NAQIUDDIN (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i  want to go out with him, just us two, to celebrate his birthday. i want to give him a big hug and wish to never let go.  i want to treat him to sushi king until he could not eat no more. ofcourse, buy him the present he wanted so badly. but most importantly, i want to make him &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;smile the biggest smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;it's a date!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3753446539039543721-7716348956711959055?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/7716348956711959055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/7716348956711959055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/10/big-one-nine.html' title='The big one nine'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-21766096239496858</id><published>2010-09-29T22:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T22:55:53.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring it on World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TKNSP8FWYuI/AAAAAAAAAiw/8XVSU6j4b-o/s1600/tumblr_l7big3Ex191qa0xtco1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TKNSP8FWYuI/AAAAAAAAAiw/8XVSU6j4b-o/s400/tumblr_l7big3Ex191qa0xtco1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522348001866441442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's lots of stuff, important stuff and personal too, that got me worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, finals is just next week. dang, look how fast 2010 is coming to an end, its already september going on october. i've to step up to the plate and show what i'm capable of, get my grades up. in my perspective, grades have been pushed up but not quite enough. i'm not giving my all with the studying and i'm not sure why. lazy? maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confidence is currently lacking in my department. low in confidence, i mean by my weight which i'm pretty sure has gained a couple. i read magazines, i read the articles regarding of this issue. it all comes to the same conclusion, accept the way you are and just love your body. everytime i'm done reading, i'll be all hyped up and ready to face the world with what i've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, people will start to talk and questions will pop, 'hey, you're fat now' 'have you been eating a lot during holidays?' my confidence went downward spiral. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing is that my friends and i have been chatting about universities, the whole nine yards. most of them dream on studying overseas, including me. just today nurul printed out a list of universities which supplies medicine courses. got me worried right at the spot. i know what i want to do, its either zoologist or dentistry. not sure which but we'll see how it goes. one thing i'm sure, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;everything starts here&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life of a sixteen year old, stressful. yikes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-21766096239496858?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/21766096239496858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/21766096239496858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/09/bring-it-on-world.html' title='Bring it on World'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TKNSP8FWYuI/AAAAAAAAAiw/8XVSU6j4b-o/s72-c/tumblr_l7big3Ex191qa0xtco1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-7750742438479707367</id><published>2010-09-28T18:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T22:13:43.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dispersed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TKHY9ILT7II/AAAAAAAAAio/PCrc-CoUR-k/s1600/here+here.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TKHY9ILT7II/AAAAAAAAAio/PCrc-CoUR-k/s400/here+here.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521933162811485314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laptop is in a really terrible condition. the screen is filled with colourful lines, which started out as a couple or two the last several months then produced lots more. i could barely see what i'm typing at the moment, what more reading! despite it all, dad refuses to get it fixed until sister's done with her pmr zz -- about 2 weeks to go. i'm counting the days daddy-o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe you could buy me a brand new laptop, dad? that'll make my life much more easier. a laptop of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. i bet most have spent their raya money on practically something and i know a few that have run out of money by now hehe. my story, i have to keep it safe in the bank for every single year of my 16 year old life. i could retrieve the money only when i reach the age of 18. anytime before that, i can't spend a dime on anything with my raya money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT it is going to be different for this year! i got to use the money i gained for '10 raya to shop at new zealand, yes sirey! supre and jayjays, here i come. i can't wait till november! really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the wait is slowly killing me inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-7750742438479707367?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/7750742438479707367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/7750742438479707367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/09/dispersed.html' title='Dispersed'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TKHY9ILT7II/AAAAAAAAAio/PCrc-CoUR-k/s72-c/here+here.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-8168899431908219032</id><published>2010-09-08T14:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T03:00:14.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I favour Moose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TIc253SKtAI/AAAAAAAAAig/g81-6vzJYZE/s1600/tumblr_l395fwOikD1qal30oo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TIc253SKtAI/AAAAAAAAAig/g81-6vzJYZE/s400/tumblr_l395fwOikD1qal30oo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514436636459054082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm all set and ready to do some last minute shopping but mum has not finish with her cookies yet. so here i am, lying on my sister's bed, laptop on my tummy with the lights off and plus it is raining outside. i love this sort of atmosphere, calms the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out with mon amour, namirah and sabariah. it was suppose to be us three girls only but he decided to join us. good in a way, i get to hang with my friends and my love at the same time. we broke our fast at carl's jr., it was delicious and full. i haven't eaten there for quite some time and i'm glad we went there for the day. happy tummy equals to happy me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally watched step up 3D! one word, A.W.E.S.O.M.E, AWESOME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-8168899431908219032?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/8168899431908219032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/8168899431908219032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-favour-moose.html' title='I favour Moose'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TIc253SKtAI/AAAAAAAAAig/g81-6vzJYZE/s72-c/tumblr_l395fwOikD1qal30oo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-5302600377885178815</id><published>2010-09-04T13:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T10:44:46.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing your heart out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I praise Allah for sending me you my love&lt;br /&gt;You found me home and sail with me&lt;br /&gt;And I`m here with you&lt;br /&gt;Now let me let you know&lt;br /&gt;You`ve opened my heart&lt;br /&gt;I was always thinking that love was wrong&lt;br /&gt;But everything was changed when you came along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum bought one of maher zain's album and i immediately fell in love with his lyrics and his singing too. genius, pure genius (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-5302600377885178815?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/5302600377885178815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/5302600377885178815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/09/sing-your-heart-out.html' title='Sing your heart out'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-7077234541645464662</id><published>2010-08-31T10:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T11:17:54.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday Malaysia ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/THx0U9wJcOI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/9BdIeWDRy_M/s1600/flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/THx0U9wJcOI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/9BdIeWDRy_M/s400/flag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511407947517358306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good morning loves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm up early to finish the biology folio so that i can go out shopping later. i've done my part, just doing my other group members' points. just in case, you'll never know what will happen on the due date. i can't afford to lose marks for my formative. but a few already have been deducted because i was absent on the day that i suppose to present my points on fermentation and pasteurization. i got a very good reason why though and mary's considering to not give me a zero if i'll give her a letter to back up my reason. for now, i only have the folio to make up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on, i've done a bit of my raya shopping. there's not much stuff that caught my eye, i wasn't in the mood to shop at that time i suppose. i bought a nude coloured wedges, which is currently my baby right now (: plus a tie dye and a snake print scarf as my tudung. i'm still looking for a flare denim jean, a necklace and any fashionable jacket or cardigan. will go hunting for them today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i've decided to go through the idea to cover up and somehow i'm comfortable with it. if not now, when will i start then? so i pick now. the doubts i'm still working on. got to increase my iman for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-7077234541645464662?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/7077234541645464662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/7077234541645464662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/08/good-morning-loves-and-happy-birthday.html' title='Happy birthday Malaysia &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/THx0U9wJcOI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/9BdIeWDRy_M/s72-c/flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-3398932402229158507</id><published>2010-08-29T16:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T17:56:04.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Insert title here*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/THojX1W7fDI/AAAAAAAAAhU/wzvWG9qB5KE/s1600/i+want.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/THojX1W7fDI/AAAAAAAAAhU/wzvWG9qB5KE/s400/i+want.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510755986408438834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was on the phone with qudin boy, laughing along until dad gave some hand gestures to stop ish. i miss him already and it's only.. what? 5 minutes ago lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on, i was thinking of deleting my blog and to continue it on tumblr. i would have one less tab. but the feel of expressing would be different, like there's no more spark in my words. so i'll just stick with blogspot but i would not update much though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how's the fasting month treating you? well i hope (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine was going off so well until aunt flo, as hanis refers it, paid me a visit. eid came early for me, haha go figure. i got KFC's chicken rice right infront of me, just waiting to be eaten but i have to finish my biology folio first. then, i'll get a bite. if it works the other way around, it'll be more munching, less typing. i better get busy on the typing now. toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-3398932402229158507?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3398932402229158507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3398932402229158507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/08/insert-title-here.html' title='*Insert title here*'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/THojX1W7fDI/AAAAAAAAAhU/wzvWG9qB5KE/s72-c/i+want.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-7397769893151432555</id><published>2010-08-17T16:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T17:59:45.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lapar</title><content type='html'>the laptop's down and the only internet excess that is available is via mum's phone. so here i am, lying on the couch with my PMS-y face on while the kid sisters watching spongebob in malay. i've always despise this sort of action of changing the original language, especially from english to malay, such annoyance. anyways, i've been telling myself since morning that i'm not tired and not hungry. reverse psychology as they say it. which, is not working effectively for me. i'm hungry and i got nothing to say anymore, i'm blunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO MORE HOURS TILL MUNCH TIME! sabar k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-7397769893151432555?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/7397769893151432555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/7397769893151432555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/08/lapar.html' title='Lapar'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-6325451965822283702</id><published>2010-08-05T21:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T22:25:15.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My little furry friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAMA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i wished her in the morning when she woke me up for school,&lt;br /&gt;with my eyes closed and sleepy still. sadly, sister and i didn't get her a present, just a birthday card, since we're in the midst of our test. plus, we can't find the time to go out without her presence because dad's busy with his work :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrating mum's birthday this weekend. i hope dad will bring us to victoria station cause i'm up for a stake. yummster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TFrIZ0KLxaI/AAAAAAAAAhE/d7zpf_dHTMw/s1600/rawr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TFrIZ0KLxaI/AAAAAAAAAhE/d7zpf_dHTMw/s320/rawr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501930240610125218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer me. do your tuition classes ever done an experiment, in the classroom where you learn in, on the table where you jot down your notes and place your books on? well, mine did just that today! we digested a rodent and it was real fun, mind you. we drugged the hamster trice because it kept wriggling from its position. got to see all the inner parts of the body, the heart (still beating), rib cage, liver, big/small intestine and etc. teacher announced that we're going to digest a frog next time, can't wait! ribbit ribbit mehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on, i'm really tired of long hair, don't you? i mean, almost everyone has a long hair or wants to own a long hair. now, out of boredom, i've chopped off my hair to a medium length just below the shoulders. yes, the curls has gone. i'm not a bit bummed about it but glad, glad that i can brush my hair without going through such fuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my boy. i wonder what he is doing at the moment. poor him though, he has to do things only with one hand. he injured one of his arm during a football match tsk tsk. get well soon boo x&lt;br /&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/3753446539039543721-6325451965822283702?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6325451965822283702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6325451965822283702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-little-furry-friend.html' title='My little furry friend'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TFrIZ0KLxaI/AAAAAAAAAhE/d7zpf_dHTMw/s72-c/rawr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-8974096816004597912</id><published>2010-08-03T21:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T21:52:27.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three down, six to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mum made an appointment for me at the salon for some much needed hair pampering after school. score (: after having lunch at the mamak stall, went back to the house so that i can wash up and change. then, mum sent me to the salon which i'm about 10 minutes late but thank god there wasn't much people coming in. the woman started to wash my hair while i read my teen vogue that brought along. after a few minutes i felt like dozing off right there and then, felt calm and soothing, my eyelids were getting heavier and i kept forcing them to stay open. furthermore, the woman handling my hair was really good at doing her job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; is just what i need to get my head off things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-8974096816004597912?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/8974096816004597912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/8974096816004597912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/08/dream-little-dreamer.html' title='Three down, six to go'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-7099581714619363137</id><published>2010-08-01T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T22:59:28.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There, I've said it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;know what,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;i would like to wear a tudung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as sudden as it may be but yes, i would like to but i'm drowning in teenage lust which, making it very hard to do so. i've been thinking too, life is going to end soon. when? how? i don't know. 16 years i've lived, i know i'm carrying sins throughout. decisions decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin to my prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-7099581714619363137?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/7099581714619363137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/7099581714619363137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/08/there-ive-said-it.html' title='There, I&apos;ve said it'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-942574552609152640</id><published>2010-07-29T12:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T22:29:34.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's you that i miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TFEMVUOln_I/AAAAAAAAAgs/jc6Uxr-WQSU/s1600/tumblr_l4w9n59l0q1qzjc9co1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TFEMVUOln_I/AAAAAAAAAgs/jc6Uxr-WQSU/s400/tumblr_l4w9n59l0q1qzjc9co1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499190180342767602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello dear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been awhile since my last post, aint it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has been hectic, as usual. if i'd list all the activities i've been doing for the past weeks, it'll never end. there's not a bit of time i could spend by reading fictional books, only revision books like history and biology. i miss the smell of paper, i miss the adventure and i miss that it makes me think nothing of the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i've to juggle lots of things and that is where my to-do list comes in. it makes me want to get it done and done it immediately. wierd, no? like it has some spell on me but thanks to it, i've successfully finished most my homework(s) at home. which brings me to another point, i want to get my grades up. pretty please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may be wondering how i may achieve this while i'm now sitting in front of the laptop and not attending school today. i may be not a big fan of school and most things about it but i've done a bit of reading at home and paying attention in my tuition classes. that's how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again am sorry for the pause of post, there's really nothing to write and share about. the blogs i follow contains lots of interesting stories of themselves or maybe what they are feeling with well writing skills to boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog seems dead compared to them zz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-942574552609152640?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/942574552609152640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/942574552609152640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-you-that-i-miss.html' title='It&apos;s you that i miss'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TFEMVUOln_I/AAAAAAAAAgs/jc6Uxr-WQSU/s72-c/tumblr_l4w9n59l0q1qzjc9co1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-3930201545930048876</id><published>2010-07-09T15:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T09:44:14.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never say never</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TDbT-Zvh2nI/AAAAAAAAAgk/rofvlkRt0dY/s1600/lost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TDbT-Zvh2nI/AAAAAAAAAgk/rofvlkRt0dY/s400/lost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491809864640486002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i shed a tear at school, i couldn't hold it back any longer. i'm aware that some of my results are pretty low and being in one of the top classes is not making it any better. i'm surrounded by a bunch of smart kids. i'm not saying i'm dumb, i believe i'm smart but i'm a slow learner and sometimes i can be tad lazy. being around these classmates of mine makes me determined to do better, to be better. if i want to achieve something i couldn't do it by myself, a bit of help here and there when i'm lost or maybe a voice who always and will be cheering for me all the way. a little bit could go a long way but at times some things, small things could change it all and bring me back down where i started. teachers, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; should understand, i'm not like my other classmates who can catch a formula in matter of minutes and imply it to any question given and such, no. i understand &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; would prefer me to solve the equation by myself. try and try again until i can get the answer but sometimes i need &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; guidance to solve the unsolved. i hope &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; can see that but as for now, i'm glad mum and dad are here to make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i can do this, i know i can.&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/3753446539039543721-3930201545930048876?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3930201545930048876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3930201545930048876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/07/never-say-never.html' title='Never say never'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TDbT-Zvh2nI/AAAAAAAAAgk/rofvlkRt0dY/s72-c/lost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-6673529584598367623</id><published>2010-07-03T18:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T18:50:08.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do we have here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TC8Tjelfy2I/AAAAAAAAAgc/YWF54G6AiVM/s1600/tumblr_l4gtg86L8O1qbdt0eo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TC8Tjelfy2I/AAAAAAAAAgc/YWF54G6AiVM/s400/tumblr_l4gtg86L8O1qbdt0eo1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489627971014609762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahoy there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've changed my template to the new version of blogger design template. been wanting to change it for weeks but i don't have the time to do so, white background looks a bit dull. i want my background to be tiles of nutella but i don't how to work this thing. looks like i'm stuck with the graffiti background for the time being but it looks pretty though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari k is over and done with. it turned out okay but i imagine it to be more grand, oh well. spent the whole morning preparing the stall and spent time with my boy the minute i'm done. walked one stall to the other, the search for food has begun. time pasts, more people came to have a piece of our hari k, so qudin and i decided to get away from the crowd and off we go to klcc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back to school after several hours and oh how much i saw familiar faces in primary but all grown up now, more matured and much taller, especially the guys my my my. i still have rm20 worth of coupon so qudin and i spent it on more foods and more drinks. lepak a bit at a nearby park before i have to jet and help my classmates clean up the stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a really long long day. i feel as if my legs are about to snap! all in all, a thumbs up (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-6673529584598367623?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6673529584598367623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6673529584598367623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-do-we-have-here.html' title='What do we have here'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TC8Tjelfy2I/AAAAAAAAAgc/YWF54G6AiVM/s72-c/tumblr_l4gtg86L8O1qbdt0eo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-6257593487209415371</id><published>2010-07-01T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T23:35:13.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The list</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;stayed up till late?&lt;/span&gt; check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fucking datelines?&lt;/span&gt; check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;long hours in front of the laptop?&lt;/span&gt; check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;skipping meals?&lt;/span&gt; check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;messy hair?&lt;/span&gt; check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;eye bags?&lt;/span&gt; double check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:O&lt;br /&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/3753446539039543721-6257593487209415371?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6257593487209415371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6257593487209415371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/07/list.html' title='The list'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-4154173547630171375</id><published>2010-06-27T10:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T09:39:26.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't get your hopes down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TCbAceOn_qI/AAAAAAAAAgU/85RtQcIArdM/s1600/tumblr_l3u0rvdilr1qzjggvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TCbAceOn_qI/AAAAAAAAAgU/85RtQcIArdM/s400/tumblr_l3u0rvdilr1qzjggvo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487284791380803234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good morning Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nurul, hanis, rianne and i went to some competition yesterday, something to do about handling a company of our own. business is totally out of our category, we're pure science students for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have to be at sekolah teluk panglima garang on 8.30 am but little did we know, the competition starts at 11.00 am. did i mention we have to wear the prefects uniform, well yes and i dont know how the prefects could walk around school with the uniform on. it is irritating and very very hot inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we thought we'd go home empty handed because the other competitors were really good. when we're about to pack our stuff, they called out our school cause we got first place! wowwowwow, what a surprise! all of us had the what-the-fuck face on, jaw dropping. till today i still can't believe we won. is there any other smk (p) sri aman that i'm still not aware of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one little tiny thing we're all not looking forward to is that we will be going to nationals to represent selangor :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KBYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-4154173547630171375?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4154173547630171375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4154173547630171375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/06/dont-get-your-hopes-down.html' title='Don&apos;t get your hopes down'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TCbAceOn_qI/AAAAAAAAAgU/85RtQcIArdM/s72-c/tumblr_l3u0rvdilr1qzjggvo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-3234045582716607858</id><published>2010-06-24T11:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T21:38:21.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe it or not</title><content type='html'>hello ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out of school early today, am not feeling well. plus, i'm fasting at the same time. mhm not a good combination i might say, i look like a complete mess! but despite it all, i'm a happy little girl, yeap (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what? today's my anniversary with my boy, Mohd Naqiuddin Zullkifli. i'm so happy that i wrote his full name, haha that happy. 4 years is a long time, no kidding and i had fun all the way. ofcourse its not all a fairytale, we've been through so much and all the rows about a really small matter, all that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly he's not around to celebrate it with me. he's miles away, at melaka to be exact, he has classes to attend. a very busy man he has become. we did meet up in the holidays and got ourselves each a simple ring with an egravement in it. so sweet, no? since then i've been bringing it everywhere with me, its like i can feel his presence. weird as it sound but its the truth, so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;happy 4th year anniversary and&lt;br /&gt;i love you dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &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/3753446539039543721-3234045582716607858?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3234045582716607858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3234045582716607858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/06/believe-it-or-not.html' title='Believe it or not'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-8695530592020051855</id><published>2010-06-20T13:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T14:15:01.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skinny people makes me weep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TB2x2OVfbvI/AAAAAAAAAgE/rXlnaILC7n4/s1600/tumblr_l3rfxd6pct1qc4mvyo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TB2x2OVfbvI/AAAAAAAAAgE/rXlnaILC7n4/s400/tumblr_l3rfxd6pct1qc4mvyo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484735466326421234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;referring to the picture of me on the previous post, i look fat, don't i? mum just got back from Jakarta yesterday and she bought me a pair of skinny jeans and oh how fitted it is, the denim fabric literally hugged my big thighs. when i look at myself in the mirror i felt like bursting into tears. the long hours of practice for hsm my school rocks better lose the spare tires, it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's Sunday, the last Sunday of the holiday, the Sunday before we're back to living hell. you get the picture. although it's the last day of the holidays, i'm not gonna laze around, online and watch tv all day. will be watching toy story 3 with the family and perhaps some window shopping won't hurt (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KBYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-8695530592020051855?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/8695530592020051855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/8695530592020051855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/06/skinny-people-makes-me-weep.html' title='Skinny people makes me weep'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TB2x2OVfbvI/AAAAAAAAAgE/rXlnaILC7n4/s72-c/tumblr_l3rfxd6pct1qc4mvyo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-3672642537919593028</id><published>2010-06-19T19:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T19:24:50.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I-L-Y</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TByncaAEKII/AAAAAAAAAfs/XWZ4l4fAJQE/s1600/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TByncaAEKII/AAAAAAAAAfs/XWZ4l4fAJQE/s320/DSC00097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484442552688191618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TBynbqiLSMI/AAAAAAAAAfk/FRUzG2Zla-4/s1600/DSC00101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TBynbqiLSMI/AAAAAAAAAfk/FRUzG2Zla-4/s320/DSC00101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484442539946363074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i've been spending time with lover boy for the past two days&lt;br /&gt;and i'm definitely a happy camper, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-3672642537919593028?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3672642537919593028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3672642537919593028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-l-y.html' title='I-L-Y'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TByncaAEKII/AAAAAAAAAfs/XWZ4l4fAJQE/s72-c/DSC00097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-528096695155427697</id><published>2010-06-18T02:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T03:45:00.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All nighter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TBp5yyDFv0I/AAAAAAAAAfU/hgKHopTmBvs/s1600/tumblr_l41hl0Mvyj1qbm41jo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TBp5yyDFv0I/AAAAAAAAAfU/hgKHopTmBvs/s400/tumblr_l41hl0Mvyj1qbm41jo1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483829409612152642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 3 a.m. as i'm typing this. am considering either to sleep or stay up since i've got to rise up bright and early tomorrow to have breakfast with lover boy and bangsar next. plus i haven't asked dad for some cash yet so i have to catch him before he leaves for work. mm stay up it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum had left to jakarta yesterday. oh how i wish i could fit in her luggage just so she could bring me along. come to think of it, i've never set foot on any indonesian land, never. bali, jakarta and bandung i've heard so much about, the beach, the people and most definitely the shopping experience! okay, okay i gotta go there someday soon but for now i'll stick to writing a list of things for mum to buy hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, watched karate kid with the siblings. will smith's boy is so adorable and i like his hair, cornrows. the movie was all good but one thing got me thinking, the title obviously state KARATE kid while they actually did king fu moves in the movie. i mean, karate and kung fu is two different things, aint it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-528096695155427697?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/528096695155427697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/528096695155427697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/06/all-nighter.html' title='All nighter'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TBp5yyDFv0I/AAAAAAAAAfU/hgKHopTmBvs/s72-c/tumblr_l41hl0Mvyj1qbm41jo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-6001450294485799229</id><published>2010-06-15T01:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T01:20:13.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suddenly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;i feel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; even though there's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;people around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-6001450294485799229?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6001450294485799229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6001450294485799229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/06/suddenly.html' title='Suddenly'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-2531997500884407918</id><published>2010-06-11T00:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T01:27:03.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roger that</title><content type='html'>there is an accident out front and the chaos is just about through. a man died and he lost one of his leg, ouch. from what i heard he was retrieving something from his car when another car collides from the back. this proves that death can come any time, any day. it was a Friday night when he died, lucky him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyelids are heavy but not heavy enough to make me sleep. the kid sisters are sleeping over at uncle's place so it is pretty much quiet around here unlike Wednesday night. at around this time, we were laughing our heads off watching nigahiga on youtube. i laughed like nobody's business haha. i miss them already :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today will be my last day in kota bharu until i'm headed to kuantan. this time, it'll be a 5 hour bus ride, i can live with that. if i'm not mistaken, this will be our third trip there for 2010 itself. i'll never get bored of it, the hotel is gorgeous and so is the beach. i hope to get a good tan this time, i like the way my skin turns out from the last trip. EEE cnt wait !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my relationship with the boy is looking up. our misunderstandings has lessen and he seems more understanding now. we had a long chat earlier and he states that he wants to change to a more figured boyfie that i want, -which i'm not sure of what but i think i fell in love with the boy who played tricks on me when we first met and he still does, that annoying brat -.- whatever your decision, it'll never change my love for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he made this and post it himself. it's really early but what the heck, sweet as ever. ty ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TBEfHs5ed2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/ouvHGmWyGk0/s1600/tumblr_l3q5g0UDJy1qadfkto1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TBEfHs5ed2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/ouvHGmWyGk0/s400/tumblr_l3q5g0UDJy1qadfkto1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481196438658381666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-2531997500884407918?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2531997500884407918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2531997500884407918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/06/roger-that.html' title='Roger that'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TBEfHs5ed2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/ouvHGmWyGk0/s72-c/tumblr_l3q5g0UDJy1qadfkto1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-3240101599779132791</id><published>2010-06-10T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T19:19:21.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 4th year anniversary sweetheart (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;For years, I have given chase&lt;br /&gt;For a love that stays&lt;br /&gt;From a lover I can trustingly embrace&lt;br /&gt;Who loves me in a thousand different ways.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want a person who has much grace&lt;br /&gt;With a character that conveys&lt;br /&gt;That strength and kindness are in place&lt;br /&gt;Together with love that never betrays.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Would it happen again now in this case&lt;br /&gt;That you will end up as a lover who strays&lt;br /&gt;Are you that genuine loving face&lt;br /&gt;That will stand by me throughout my days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;for you aliah hisham (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-3240101599779132791?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3240101599779132791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3240101599779132791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-4th-year-anniversary-sweetheart.html' title='happy 4th year anniversary sweetheart (:'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-5876107987555612020</id><published>2010-06-08T09:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T10:50:47.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kota Bharu, Kelantan</title><content type='html'>my holidays did not turned out as i planned but nonetheless enjoying it all the way. there is one things i'm not up for this holiday which &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;going back to hometown&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;BUS&lt;/span&gt; ! don't get me wrong, it is fun to be back there for a few days but the relatives won't be there and we don't have a car to go anywhere, seriously there is nothing to do much. omg buses? i have to sit upright and it'll be a slow ride, which brings me to an 8 hour ride. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cramps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even the sisters are not happy about the idea. they all have plans with their friends and now they have to cancel it, same goes with me. all we have to do is smile it off to mum and show that we like to go back to kelantan. we cannot break it up to mum that we don't because she seems so happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things we do for love :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping at bangsar? next week. out with the boy? next week. movie with the girls? next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-5876107987555612020?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/5876107987555612020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/5876107987555612020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/06/things-we-do-for-love.html' title='Kota Bharu, Kelantan'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-2757298304176898414</id><published>2010-06-06T08:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T09:21:15.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orange, white and black</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TA2a4rNrIZI/AAAAAAAAAeM/j8Z7RU2YICE/s1600/tumblr_l203qoRWwE1qa3fbfo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TA2a4rNrIZI/AAAAAAAAAeM/j8Z7RU2YICE/s400/tumblr_l203qoRWwE1qa3fbfo1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480206620043190674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday started off ugly but quickly turned well. i plan to go to sox drum and dance comp. with qudin and he is already waiting for me in the car but dad insisted going with him while he follows from the back. the reason is because it is dangerous blablabla. fair enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't stay till the end, i jet right after their first performance and get lover boy and i some lunch. from KL we went all the way to kelana jaya for some ikan bakar he loved so much. i had myself a stingray and so did qudin. it was okay, am not much of a fan of fish though. when we are done, i seriously felt so heavy as though there is a brick in my stomach, am bloated !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next stop, movie Nightmare on Elm Street at ou. he'd already watched it and this is his third. the cinema was packed with people but luckily dad's movie credit card is with me so that we won't have to line up for so long. i did some shopping before the movie started, a faded blue shirt and a sunglasses shaped ring. the movie is high in suspense and full of surprises, i constantly hid my face behind my hands and kept gripping qudin's shirt hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had us some shisha at rasta and chat for a long time. it was around 5 or so, lover boy handed me his phone to call hanna for the results. D'starz won best dress (the uniform was superb), the highest vote, second for my teacher essay competition and .. number one for overalls!! congrats d'starz cheerleaders, you made us sriamanians proud (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-2757298304176898414?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2757298304176898414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2757298304176898414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/06/orange-white-and-black.html' title='Orange, white and black'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TA2a4rNrIZI/AAAAAAAAAeM/j8Z7RU2YICE/s72-c/tumblr_l203qoRWwE1qa3fbfo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-3812709652239721934</id><published>2010-06-01T17:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T16:36:14.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Done and done</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TATanAdCKyI/AAAAAAAAAd8/lv9CjqSNgiQ/s1600/tumblr_l36hzuoRRc1qb716wo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TATanAdCKyI/AAAAAAAAAd8/lv9CjqSNgiQ/s400/tumblr_l36hzuoRRc1qb716wo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477743410460896034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lets step down to reality, shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i hate exams right before the holidays is that i cant focus on my studying when i have 2 weeks of holidays waiting for me to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mid terms is half way to an end. i'm done wth add. maths today and it was down right ridiculous. studied till late night but today, my brain decided to go blank when the paper is already in hand but i did manage solve most of the questions. the rest its either i made my own brilliant formula or left it untouched. we were given 2hours to complete the paper and it was certainly not enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the blank spaces haunts me though. i'm really not proud of myself for not trying. i could have own a mark or two for the working, or who knows the answer might be correct but i blew it hm. what to do? whats done is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got chemistry and bm paper tmrw, got to start on it soon. i dnt plan on getting all G's for mid terms! namirah is being a dear, she's giving me a few heads up fr tmrw, ty girl mehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-3812709652239721934?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3812709652239721934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3812709652239721934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/06/done-and-done.html' title='Done and done'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TATanAdCKyI/AAAAAAAAAd8/lv9CjqSNgiQ/s72-c/tumblr_l36hzuoRRc1qb716wo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-4945103262579303398</id><published>2010-05-29T14:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T15:21:11.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A big leap for mankind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TAC_-Jbg_xI/AAAAAAAAAd0/JTdKPKaLRxA/s1600/tumblr_l2h0z5WplH1qzf9dno1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TAC_-Jbg_xI/AAAAAAAAAd0/JTdKPKaLRxA/s400/tumblr_l2h0z5WplH1qzf9dno1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476588221286645522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy, the emotion that describes me at the moment. i feel like i am at the top of the world that i want to scream. there is no more hiding i need to do and definitely no more lies. the cat is out of the bag but mum took it so calm and more understanding than before. i was speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never thought i would see this day this soon. lover boy was right, i am too of a coward. at first, i denied the fact that i was so damn scared and top it off by saying i was being caution. i kept dragging it so long that i have grown to live with it. although it is not easy, i took it into my heart and closed all option which leads to standing up to mum. now i understand, hiding is not the brightest thing to do and it definitely did not answer my problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is like a roller coaster with ups and downs, true. i know i am not going to feel like this for the rest of my life, but that is the thing which makes life interesting. all of us have obstacles to go through and there is no short cut in anything, especially life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank god for making my life as it is now. i would not trade it for anything in this whole wide world :')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-4945103262579303398?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4945103262579303398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4945103262579303398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/05/big-leap-for-mankind.html' title='A big leap for mankind'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/TAC_-Jbg_xI/AAAAAAAAAd0/JTdKPKaLRxA/s72-c/tumblr_l2h0z5WplH1qzf9dno1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-7944664424724496681</id><published>2010-05-23T23:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T15:23:01.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely couple</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you asked me whether i miss you ? of course i miss you , every day every hour every minute every second . ppl see their bfs every day , evry week , evry month , i see you once in half a year . i dreamt of you last night . and i thank god for making it happened . you were right here infront of me . i swear i can feel you .you took my hand and just gazed into my eyes . it seems like it was real enough . you smiled and said that you love me . although it was just a dream, thats enough for me . as long as i can see you , im happy .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i miss you too much b , too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(via youleaveme-breathlessbby.blogspot.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/3753446539039543721-7944664424724496681?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/7944664424724496681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/7944664424724496681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/05/shoo-cute.html' title='Lovely couple'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-6376811210131584947</id><published>2010-05-23T15:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T22:26:54.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever after</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S_k6je7PAKI/AAAAAAAAAds/IcbQKm0E9RI/s1600/tumblr_l1gq99eKOA1qb6uqfo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S_k6je7PAKI/AAAAAAAAAds/IcbQKm0E9RI/s320/tumblr_l1gq99eKOA1qb6uqfo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474471203316891810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hello (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from lunch at the club and tutti frutti with the sisters. i'm just too full to face history and decided to online instead. i'll start reading later, despite hw long and boring history could be, i got to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my boy. he's been in my life for almost 4 years nw (?) wow, tht long! he has grown to be one of my treasures and it would be pain to lose him. he never fails to make me smile and laugh with his stupid jokes but ofcourse, there's loads of misunderstanding too which leads to an uncountable rows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate those little quarrels we had, but for a reason it helps us learn to do better next time. he practically grew up with me, i mean really. the last time i remember, i was 12 while he's 15. look at us nw, i'm in form4 and he is studying at MMU, Melaka. we're doing pretty good and hope to extend this relathionship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you, silly boy &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-6376811210131584947?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6376811210131584947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6376811210131584947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/05/forever-after.html' title='Forever after'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S_k6je7PAKI/AAAAAAAAAds/IcbQKm0E9RI/s72-c/tumblr_l1gq99eKOA1qb6uqfo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-5156630855859159693</id><published>2010-05-19T19:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T19:52:31.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Robotic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S_PQ54XE7HI/AAAAAAAAAdU/DXUzBNSwEac/s1600/tumblr_l1zjquNVdJ1qbzetgo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S_PQ54XE7HI/AAAAAAAAAdU/DXUzBNSwEac/s400/tumblr_l1zjquNVdJ1qbzetgo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472947664985582706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure my life is more organized now compared to the past because of dad's advise. i thought he was talking crazy at first, thinking that he does not understand what i'm going through. turns out he did and he's a big help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most ppl say form 4 is the year to relax and not to worry about a thing but when you actually tasted a month of bieng a form 4 student, they say honeymoon year is bullshit. well, i was one of them too but dad helped me see in a different perspective. i used to finish up all my homework at first but after awhile it started to fade because i worry too much that others might label me as stupid in a class full of geniuses until i forgot i really need to do and prove them wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid me, i did the exact opposite and it started to show, both emotionally and physically. this is where dad came along. he explained that i need to relax a bit and he dsnt expect me to get excellent grades, average is enough but surely keep it constant. it is my honeymoon year and i deserved it. with this, i felt as ive lessen the load on my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a feeling the father daughter relationship has grown between us, love you lots ayah (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-5156630855859159693?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/5156630855859159693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/5156630855859159693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/05/robotic.html' title='Robotic'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S_PQ54XE7HI/AAAAAAAAAdU/DXUzBNSwEac/s72-c/tumblr_l1zjquNVdJ1qbzetgo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-8951075314574580159</id><published>2010-05-06T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T22:46:21.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuffy and stinky</title><content type='html'>ZOMG! i got stuck in a lift for an hour with 9 other tuition mates, 7 girls and 3 boys. we were on our way down and to go back home as usual, when suddenly the lift stops and the light was blinking at the same floor. ofcourse, we all panicked and started buzzing the emergency button for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ten of us started to scream at each other to be quiet. hey, for an hour we cursed, we laughed, we fan ourselves (using our tuition notes haha), called our loved ones and say that we love them &amp;hearts;, took pictures, we make knock knock jokes when the firefighters were knocking at the elevator door. a couple of the girls even cried. we all were thinking that the cable wld snap any minute, thank god it didnt. &lt;em&gt;alhamdulillah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an unforgettable experience in 2010 :B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-8951075314574580159?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/8951075314574580159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/8951075314574580159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/05/stuffy-and-stinky.html' title='Stuffy and stinky'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-6391217256373250189</id><published>2010-05-05T12:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T21:15:48.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S-EANrq9pHI/AAAAAAAAAdE/qFR4FsD4DsM/s1600/tumblr_l1wv4d5KXD1qas6vso1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467651657665717362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S-EANrq9pHI/AAAAAAAAAdE/qFR4FsD4DsM/s400/tumblr_l1wv4d5KXD1qas6vso1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bonjour l'amour,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here i am --sick, hair all messed up and unshowered. there is nothing fr me to do here, at home but to online. my facebook is a sad case, it wrote: no one is online, i presume everybody is at school. plus loverboy is busy studying for his upcomig exam, hw i wish he would accompany me right nw. haiiih. i rather be at school at times like this but at the same time i need a break frm it. i mean, REALLY need a break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-6391217256373250189?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6391217256373250189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6391217256373250189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-entry.html' title='No entry'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S-EANrq9pHI/AAAAAAAAAdE/qFR4FsD4DsM/s72-c/tumblr_l1wv4d5KXD1qas6vso1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-2248277461674162302</id><published>2010-04-29T14:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T21:36:23.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just play along</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S9mLNdBqLzI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pj91-uUPJRc/s1600/tumblr_l0y092Kq3E1qze4yoo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465552686036954930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S9mLNdBqLzI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pj91-uUPJRc/s400/tumblr_l0y092Kq3E1qze4yoo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S9k0c0VdzHI/AAAAAAAAAc0/0EtaKRye314/s1600/tumblr_l0y092Kq3E1qze4yoo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;it is possible that i can go all loony at some point. i mean, who dsnt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm hungry, sleepy and down right tired but i choose to go online frst. sister's still at school, she's the one who always dominates the laptop, its difficult for me to online when she is arnd. will be picking her up in a few, fr nw i cn hv it all to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;school has been hectic! furthermore, the mid-term exam is coming up and there is loads of activities before. tmrw is the choral speaking competition. majority have a hard time memorizing and i'm sure everybody is in stress mode. my english teacher went all bezerk earlier tday, scarrryyyy. will make time fr memorization tonight, with the company of chocolates (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm gonna get ready nw, i hv a date wth history.&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/3753446539039543721-2248277461674162302?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2248277461674162302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2248277461674162302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-play-along.html' title='Just play along'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S9mLNdBqLzI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pj91-uUPJRc/s72-c/tumblr_l0y092Kq3E1qze4yoo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-2649045802790168990</id><published>2010-04-04T23:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T00:16:04.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big girl now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S7i7Fi56A7I/AAAAAAAAAcs/M6tTg6YPqJs/s1600/tumblr_kz6mmrs0pY1qa3l7ao1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456316652502778802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S7i7Fi56A7I/AAAAAAAAAcs/M6tTg6YPqJs/s400/tumblr_kz6mmrs0pY1qa3l7ao1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; conclude that by reading books makes me equilibrium. i've experienced a emotional break down in the mid of march, but it has been different nowadays. books are entertainment to my brain. it triggers my imagination, which is much needed for me to escape from reality. a lot has happened, people/things change before my eyes that its pretty hard for me to digest. i understand when the change is made for the best but in my case its the exact opposite. lets see how long you can keep ths up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-2649045802790168990?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2649045802790168990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2649045802790168990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/04/big-girl-now.html' title='Big girl now'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S7i7Fi56A7I/AAAAAAAAAcs/M6tTg6YPqJs/s72-c/tumblr_kz6mmrs0pY1qa3l7ao1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-4973783495552709183</id><published>2010-03-23T17:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T18:37:50.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blame it on the laziness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S6iYG9agmII/AAAAAAAAAbs/I70G5ERTWOI/s1600-h/tumblr_ktfxevnfeW1qze4yoo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451774594264373378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S6iYG9agmII/AAAAAAAAAbs/I70G5ERTWOI/s400/tumblr_ktfxevnfeW1qze4yoo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm sick and tired, cnt you see? i guess not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;since skipping school is a no go, i hv to finish my bio notes. stayed up, hoping to get it done until my eyes gave up and i hit the sack. as for the remaining, finished it up at school during recess. felt a bit relieved and happy when its all done. when i was ready to hand it in, last thing i knew the bell goes off, class was over. she forgot. urgh, i hate when these things happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anywy, got back a few papers. wont say its all bad news, so far except for add maths and probably malay language. these two i'm really suck at. i really hv to buck up, like hell. i'm surrounded by a bunch of smart ass in class, zz. thinking of getting an extra tuition class for add maths, any suggestions where? gimme gimme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ive been a quite child in some classes, just tht i cn gain more understanding of tht certain subject. i thought i was doing okay, not bothering thier classes of any sort. well i thought wrong, mary called me out. asked me whether im alright, bcse i wasnt as loud as last year and i should change to a table full of loud students heh. same goes to tuition, the teacher called up asking the same thing. &lt;em&gt;awkward, but god bless them for caring (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-4973783495552709183?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4973783495552709183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4973783495552709183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-sick-and-tired-cnt-you-see-i-guess.html' title='Blame it on the laziness'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S6iYG9agmII/AAAAAAAAAbs/I70G5ERTWOI/s72-c/tumblr_ktfxevnfeW1qze4yoo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-8440976080575025486</id><published>2010-03-17T16:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T17:41:41.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a December</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S6CjwW6pxGI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FKlK_-Nq-YE/s1600-h/tumblr_kzectwsoGN1qa47j0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449535600298935394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S6CjwW6pxGI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FKlK_-Nq-YE/s400/tumblr_kzectwsoGN1qa47j0o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;someone holds me safe and warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;horses prance through a silver storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;figures dancing gracefully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;across my memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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/3753446539039543721-8440976080575025486?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/8440976080575025486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/8440976080575025486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/03/once-upon-december.html' title='Once upon a December'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S6CjwW6pxGI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FKlK_-Nq-YE/s72-c/tumblr_kzectwsoGN1qa47j0o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-3274177804480320264</id><published>2010-03-16T11:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T13:23:35.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit the ground</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S58T2UoYRjI/AAAAAAAAAa8/h80NoXI-2cc/s1600-h/tumblr_ky25fuABRJ1qzfya1o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449095898113525298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S58T2UoYRjI/AAAAAAAAAa8/h80NoXI-2cc/s400/tumblr_ky25fuABRJ1qzfya1o1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hols has been fun with a tinge of &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dckdfjbneiufhd&lt;/span&gt;. (?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;spent a few days with evr so gorgeous, gods bounty at kuantan. the beach, the wind and the pool was so inviting. i even got my lazy arse to jog and swim laps. suprisingly. everything was going so well, until Mr. Sun here decided to roast me. grr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm nw at my hometwn, kelantan. it was a last minute trip, just found out tht granny is in hospital. went there by bus and i thank god tht there's no one sitting beside me, or not i'll be sitting upright for 8 hours flat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyhoo, i got bio notes to update, due monday. i only got a day to finish off 4 chapters. will be flying back on thurs and i'm off to muar on saturday, &lt;em&gt;yes laa&lt;/em&gt;. Mary would be furious if i'll come to class wth blank pages. yikes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;holidays ends so fast, dnt they.&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/3753446539039543721-3274177804480320264?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3274177804480320264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3274177804480320264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/03/grudge.html' title='Hit the ground'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S58T2UoYRjI/AAAAAAAAAa8/h80NoXI-2cc/s72-c/tumblr_ky25fuABRJ1qzfya1o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-174499589049161308</id><published>2010-03-10T16:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T17:16:50.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm kind of busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Its okay if you fail your first term. Dont worry , It is expected"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(via Dance Hall Drug)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;six down, three more to go .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-174499589049161308?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/174499589049161308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/174499589049161308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-kind-of-busy.html' title='I&apos;m kind of busy'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-7528216583926626927</id><published>2010-03-04T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T22:45:08.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's March already ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S4_HERSUgaI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/bbSNTN3bl_Q/s1600-h/tumblr_kyrd1qxi9n1qzmhamo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444789350687867298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S4_HERSUgaI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/bbSNTN3bl_Q/s400/tumblr_kyrd1qxi9n1qzmhamo1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;bonjour,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;past few weeks has been a hell of a ride, and its the first of many. i rarely go online nowadays, minus school assignments ofcourse. i cnt remember the last time i go online for the reason i want to rather than need to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;attend the same tuition centre as last years, just tht i dnt hv my frnds there, which is good in a way. ofcourse boys will come up with a joke every now and then. scratch tht, everytime they hv a chance. theres no denying tht boys will be boys but oh god, hw the other girls just cnt stop laughing very loudly ! ths i just cnt stand, the thought of changing tuition centres popped. everytime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;march test is this coming tuesday. i hv a gut felling that it is not going to be pretty. i need to start studying and pay more attention in class. anwys, i will be going on a trip to the library, am having a date with them books. and biology is on the top of my list, got to start reading pronto. no kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;laymen term,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i'm emotionally exhausted (!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;merci et au revoir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-7528216583926626927?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/7528216583926626927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/7528216583926626927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-march-already.html' title='It&apos;s March already ?'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S4_HERSUgaI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/bbSNTN3bl_Q/s72-c/tumblr_kyrd1qxi9n1qzmhamo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-6755611900997309338</id><published>2010-02-14T12:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T13:17:52.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing you,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&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/3753446539039543721-6755611900997309338?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6755611900997309338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6755611900997309338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/02/full-of-wishes.html' title='Wishing you,'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-2744373912048681435</id><published>2010-02-14T11:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T13:15:47.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings earthlings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S3d1rFRP9GI/AAAAAAAAAZA/j6__rWgiGYk/s1600-h/tumblr_ks7axecpH01qa9o8bo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437944458082514018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S3d1rFRP9GI/AAAAAAAAAZA/j6__rWgiGYk/s400/tumblr_ks7axecpH01qa9o8bo1_400.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday was superb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to +wondermilk with hanna, hanis, ely and sarah for a light lunch. there suppose to be 20 people coming, but most of them had last minute thing. ordered me some delicious bbq chicken and talked about *insert dialog here*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;later on went to nearby mcd, saw a boy wearing a familiar tshirt sitting all by himself, non other my lover boy ♥ had a heart to heart talk for a bit and off we go to ou. it was around noon, and there was no cab in sight. started out walking, searching for a cab and you'd never guess this, we ended up walking all the way to ou. i joke you not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the sun was above our heads, joke around and a dog came over us, i freaked out heh. the minute we reached ou, straight to mcd for a cool refreshments. somehow, i hv a feeling i'm going to do it again haha. went shopping, he is in need of a new belt. found a black and white designed cassetes at pull and bear and as for me a cute plain grey tshirt. lucky him, i paid for the day. he owes me shorts the next time we go out. &lt;em&gt;krik krik (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched the movie, valentine's day. i might say, i'm not a fan of this kind of story but no doubt, it's down right funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;later on tht night, i went to royal bintang for eishah's 16th. thanks again for the invite and i had fun. everyone cleaned up pretty good, the clothes, the shoes and the make up. further more, the food was a thumbs up. it was 11+, ayah came and sent hanna home and i'm off to starbucks with them cousins. it was &lt;strong&gt;tiring but fun&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-2744373912048681435?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2744373912048681435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2744373912048681435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/02/greetings-earthlings.html' title='Greetings earthlings'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S3d1rFRP9GI/AAAAAAAAAZA/j6__rWgiGYk/s72-c/tumblr_ks7axecpH01qa9o8bo1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-4638350586605782500</id><published>2010-02-14T10:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T13:13:39.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bare with me</title><content type='html'>to whom it may concern,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;save the sympathy talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;did my very best,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sweat it out &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but you dnt seem &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to think so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hey, i'm all okay about it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but atleast give me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a believable reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there is where &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you caught me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;off guard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i cn see it nw, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im not the one at loss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you are, so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;boo you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-4638350586605782500?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4638350586605782500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4638350586605782500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/02/bare-with-me.html' title='Bare with me'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-1806864007980574693</id><published>2010-02-06T18:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T19:04:21.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can transform ya like a transformer</title><content type='html'>i just got back from the studio, last prac before the audition! yikes. pray for me loves. during prac, at some point i start to feel all emo-ish god knws why, so i let out by dancing all out until my face turns red, zz. i hate being all down in the dumps, again, i dnt knw why i feel tht way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by now, i already got the hang of having tons of homework. not having one for a single day seems awkward, though i would want that here and then. my tuition hours is all messed up, currently attending two different tuition centre with the same subject. speaking of which, found a teacher at perfection tht answered my major problem with add math. he saved my life ! i am nw above water (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;cross country&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;excitement &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;+ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;tiring&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;+ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;loud cheering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;+ &lt;/span&gt;mexican wave &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;+ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;chaos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want this baby right here, &lt;em&gt;puhhlease&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S21HB_dIgnI/AAAAAAAAAYo/9ZlmZsoRxNQ/s1600-h/psp_go.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435078424845124210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S21HB_dIgnI/AAAAAAAAAYo/9ZlmZsoRxNQ/s400/psp_go.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-1806864007980574693?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-4476252317179623360</id><published>2010-01-31T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T23:27:33.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drowning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S2WeT5ZBmdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/H2hq7z9mYSE/s1600-h/tumblr_kqk3vkjdH31qzgq8co1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432922590152858066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S2WeT5ZBmdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/H2hq7z9mYSE/s400/tumblr_kqk3vkjdH31qzgq8co1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I GOT NO FUCKING ADD MATH TUITION&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are currently at functions. it was easy at first, at some point i can't understand a thing. it's like the teacher is speaking in alien language, uh-huh. she gave us homework, regarding the sub topic which i'm drowning at the moment, &lt;em&gt;yess la&lt;/em&gt;. (going to copy from a friend tmrw, hihi) i did attend tuition, early january but dropped it because the time just doesn't fit my schedule. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have some tuition centre in mind, not so sure yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;going to put my guitar classes to use. sister and i are working on the song, big city dreams by never shout never. pretty easy, i know but its a start ey? i'm starting to recall all the chords. because of the whole pmr thing, everything abt it got thrown out of my big fat brain. will be starting back my classes, soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-4476252317179623360?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4476252317179623360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4476252317179623360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/01/drowning.html' title='Drowning'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S2WeT5ZBmdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/H2hq7z9mYSE/s72-c/tumblr_kqk3vkjdH31qzgq8co1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-2888246506835628881</id><published>2010-01-23T20:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T20:43:23.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth be told</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i miss &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mohd. naqiuddin zullkifli &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and everything about him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;xx&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/3753446539039543721-2888246506835628881?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2888246506835628881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2888246506835628881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-is-better-than-one.html' title='Truth be told'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-6535899600273710045</id><published>2010-01-20T18:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T19:05:09.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday is history</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S1bjOTE5m0I/AAAAAAAAAXY/T3BQVcyVUm4/s1600-h/tumblr_ktnls8E1Yf1qzmhamo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428776235620211522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S1bjOTE5m0I/AAAAAAAAAXY/T3BQVcyVUm4/s400/tumblr_ktnls8E1Yf1qzmhamo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm drenched with sweat, just got back from taekwando + cheer. mind you, it was whole lot of fun. tiring but fun. the new sir cn crack up a joke and he is way, way better than the previous one. the last sir was just pure torture !! simply slapping us with push ups and sit ups over and over again. wtv, so the sir explained that ones yre 15 and a poom belt, will be automatically shift to black belt. meaning, finally at last, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'll be getting my black belt next week (Y). &lt;/span&gt;such a great felling, to knw that you achieve something. especially taekwando, i started around std1 and currently studying in form4. now, i let out a sigh of relief (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the juniors are acting like they're all that, so fucked up i tell you. what happen to the days when juniors respect thier seniors?&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/3753446539039543721-6535899600273710045?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6535899600273710045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6535899600273710045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/01/yesterday-is-history.html' title='Yesterday is history'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S1bjOTE5m0I/AAAAAAAAAXY/T3BQVcyVUm4/s72-c/tumblr_ktnls8E1Yf1qzmhamo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-2836850591575385318</id><published>2010-01-16T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T00:21:53.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just let it be</title><content type='html'>blog, i've missed you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early weeks of january, being a form4 student, is certainly not a honeymoon year. hectic but i had fun along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm the ajk sejarah (hahahaha) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;homework, mounting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my cat's pregnant&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm in clss 4sb, pure science&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;icc prac. has started&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;after school activities is starting next week&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cheer club is on thursdays, same as my add. maths tuition. gulp*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my english teacher is a trainee and i really dnt like how she teaches us&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sometimes i take a short nap in clss&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;there is no cheap and affective tuitions around here&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;namirah showed me a gay cat porn. starring her own two cats. haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;eye bags and dark circles are so in right nw&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm starting to like chemistry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha hehe hoho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-2836850591575385318?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2836850591575385318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2836850591575385318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-let-it-be.html' title='Just let it be'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-6229797924657825906</id><published>2010-01-03T12:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T13:53:04.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR KIDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S0ArZdTVdvI/AAAAAAAAAXI/aRLy_f3b0L8/s1600-h/tumblr_kvda776WZv1qa3l7ao1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422381667716527858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S0ArZdTVdvI/AAAAAAAAAXI/aRLy_f3b0L8/s400/tumblr_kvda776WZv1qa3l7ao1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hands together for my first post for 2010, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;spent my few hours of 2009 at ttdi with them loved ones. all of us had our dinner, watched some dvd's, exchange stories with the cousins and inside jokes -which we laughed hesterically. midnight, all of us ran down across the street looking up to the sky, the fireworks was so gorgeous. the kids were shouting 'happy new year!' while we enjoy the beautiful view. took pictures, kissed everybody and what not. mind you, it was certainly not a bore. when all the chaos was over, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;called lover boy and wished him happy new year&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tmrw's school as you all may knw. no more long nails and most defenitely no more waking up late. it's wierd to put on the school uniform again. feels as if after the pmr results were out then the fight is over, while the war is still waiting for us. hey, there's two years of high school ahead until pure freedom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dad has approved to teach me driving, going to learn new things at school and i'm sixteen. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2010, please treat me nicely.&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/3753446539039543721-6229797924657825906?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6229797924657825906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6229797924657825906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-kids.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR KIDS'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S0ArZdTVdvI/AAAAAAAAAXI/aRLy_f3b0L8/s72-c/tumblr_kvda776WZv1qa3l7ao1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-4744534374148612039</id><published>2009-12-27T23:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T23:19:56.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for laughs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SzeEjkkAA_I/AAAAAAAAAXA/mHiIFJAjKhE/s1600-h/17070_219577218189_800218189_3079701_4941053_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419946423208641522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SzeEjkkAA_I/AAAAAAAAAXA/mHiIFJAjKhE/s400/17070_219577218189_800218189_3079701_4941053_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SzeEYIWVSYI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Kb-zkoUVCG4/s1600-h/17070_219577218189_800218189_3079701_4941053_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/strong&gt; ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;these two jokers just made my day. i just cnt stop laughing !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-4744534374148612039?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4744534374148612039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4744534374148612039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-for-laughs.html' title='Just for laughs'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SzeEjkkAA_I/AAAAAAAAAXA/mHiIFJAjKhE/s72-c/17070_219577218189_800218189_3079701_4941053_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-1500487993472281713</id><published>2009-12-27T22:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T23:30:33.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I'm liking what I see</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;alhamdulillah&lt;/em&gt;, praise to god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i got &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;straight A's&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;due to the results, the folks are talking me into boarding school. TKC Seremban to be exact. dad has his inside people, making me easier to attend that certain school. being here and there has thier pro's and con's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;boarding school would be great to gain self-reliance but the atmposhere would be all new and i cnt say tht i can cope wth. while here, at home is all familiar and my current school is already placed in a very high position (?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;going to sit this one out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i bought these pair of sunnies. rempit or not, i like them. my neon orange is hard to match with the clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Szd4SyseBNI/AAAAAAAAAWw/uz2RgCA8drs/s1600-h/25122009652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419932940804949202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Szd4SyseBNI/AAAAAAAAAWw/uz2RgCA8drs/s320/25122009652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-1500487993472281713?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/1500487993472281713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/1500487993472281713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-want-to-be-praised-by-my-new.html' title='I think I&apos;m liking what I see'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Szd4SyseBNI/AAAAAAAAAWw/uz2RgCA8drs/s72-c/25122009652.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-2247249962799132477</id><published>2009-12-18T15:40:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T14:04:42.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Syxl0wGL9qI/AAAAAAAAAWA/XZlYODwhNc4/s1600-h/lalala.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416816408758318754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Syxl0wGL9qI/AAAAAAAAAWA/XZlYODwhNc4/s400/lalala.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;clickclickclick to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH GOD!&lt;/strong&gt; sudden news for all 15 year old malaysians. really, everybody thought it will be handed out either on the 27th or 28th or even the end of december ! but it never occured to me to be this soon !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pray for me loves &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; , will be needing barrels of it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-2247249962799132477?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2247249962799132477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2247249962799132477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/12/fuckklpng-hosted-at-imageshackus.html' title='Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Syxl0wGL9qI/AAAAAAAAAWA/XZlYODwhNc4/s72-c/lalala.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-3526453563745414951</id><published>2009-12-17T00:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T16:17:54.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet me halfway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SykTZQqXBkI/AAAAAAAAAV4/uz3Oc7sUmn8/s1600-h/tumblr_ktnl86Yqse1qzmhamo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415881351580026434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SykTZQqXBkI/AAAAAAAAAV4/uz3Oc7sUmn8/s400/tumblr_ktnl86Yqse1qzmhamo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am now at kelantan. dad is on a business trip and mum thinks it's best for us to come here than being back home. the two kid sisters were so thrilled tht we are flying to our hometown, it's thier first time. truth be told, i am too cse it has been awhile since i last flew here hihi. OHH, the flight was delayed for seven friggin hours and i hv to sit between strangers. &lt;em&gt;niiiiceee oneee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday, lover boy and i get together before, again, he heads back to melaka. like i wrote/said in the previous post, we hv been far apart from each other. him and his studies, more over his final exam is coming up and me, i'm on one of my trips wth la familia. it's a sad position for both of us. haih. seriously cnt wait for his semester break ! come fast la pls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;ask me thousands or even millions of times, the answer will be the same. yes, i do love you (:&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/3753446539039543721-3526453563745414951?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3526453563745414951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3526453563745414951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/12/meet-me-halfway.html' title='Meet me halfway'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SykTZQqXBkI/AAAAAAAAAV4/uz3Oc7sUmn8/s72-c/tumblr_ktnl86Yqse1qzmhamo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-5035175175947256066</id><published>2009-12-14T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T20:47:59.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No tricks, no illusions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;there is no way under or over, just through. straight ahead and face the music, tht is wht life got instore fr you. fr &lt;strong&gt;us&lt;/strong&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/3753446539039543721-5035175175947256066?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/5035175175947256066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/5035175175947256066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-tricks-no-illusions.html' title='No tricks, no illusions'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-5124208028622768493</id><published>2009-12-11T14:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T22:57:52.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They got it going on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SyUAtMSYgXI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9m_cMkxdO98/s1600-h/tumblr_krxjzxnBlM1qzvd2ro1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414734903375331698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SyUAtMSYgXI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9m_cMkxdO98/s400/tumblr_krxjzxnBlM1qzvd2ro1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the plan of celebrating hajey's 15th (saturday) got cancelled on the last minute. hajey herself cnt make it fr some reason she cnt pass. sad cse i really hv it all planned out. next time perhaps, yes? soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i got ntg to do on tht day, got my arse to ou wth lover boy fr a movie marathon. dragged him out of bed in the morning to accompany me fr breakfast at kluang station. went to buy the tickets before we start munching, tht is new moon and couples retreat. i find new moon, was o-k-a-y. i admit it is better than twilight, but i still find it out from my edward i imagined when i read it. just so yknw i am neither team edward or team jacob, cse im team alice &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. while couples retreat, just one word, hillarious. am looking forward on watching zombieland next but apperantly we manage to watch just tht two, dad got his malay college old boys dinner at 7 so i hv to jet early. left the lover boy wth his frnds and thier activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i feel so cranky tday, idk why :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out wth la familia, tagged for some movie-watching (2days in a row? seems like i dnt hv a life) and grocery shopping. i'm starting to watch on wht im swallowing down and i've started back on jogging, cse i feel as if im gaining a spare tyre huh. watched princess and the frog. ooh ever notice tht this is the frst disney's black princess? and the story was ahhdorable. cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-5124208028622768493?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/5124208028622768493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/5124208028622768493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/12/they-got-it-going-on.html' title='They got it going on'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SyUAtMSYgXI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9m_cMkxdO98/s72-c/tumblr_krxjzxnBlM1qzvd2ro1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-6312093646119201830</id><published>2009-12-10T13:14:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T15:15:36.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You and me could write a bad romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SyCe0_A3F2I/AAAAAAAAAVA/FbaArJbnRQY/s1600-h/tumblr_kthp8fOqfV1qzz054o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413501385204766562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SyCe0_A3F2I/AAAAAAAAAVA/FbaArJbnRQY/s400/tumblr_kthp8fOqfV1qzz054o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; i finally got the stuff i ordered online, yes sirrryyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry for the pause of post. i just have nothing to blog abt. life has been the dull old self, day after day. nw, wld i feel to be in school grounds, wearing school uniforms and being in clss learning. thought tht the holidays wld be a blast, especially when the exam is all behind us. not to mention the results are coming out soon. good news or bad news ? im really not sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my body is not functioning parallel to my brain and to top that am having a wee cold myself. my brain is telling to bathe, and look what we have here, aliah's glued to the laptop and listening to bad romance over and over again. so into that song (another lady gaga's hypnotic songs zz)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss my lover boy so badly. it has been three weeks nw (?) he has been busy wth studies and i hv been away to singapore and half of peninsular malaysia, no joke. it has been hard fr us. we argued. i think we do tht alot these days, apperantly its just a small matter, mixed up wth a fifteen year old hormones. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;im so sry hunn, you really caught me in a bad timing. but hey, thts wht gfrnd-boyfrnd relationship alwaays experience &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or so i think so it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and i still love him to bits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am going out this saturday with the lover boy and some of mi frnds to celebrate hajey's birthday. will blog abt it soon. &lt;em&gt;promise promise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-6312093646119201830?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6312093646119201830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6312093646119201830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-and-me-could-write-bad-romance.html' title='You and me could write a bad romance'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SyCe0_A3F2I/AAAAAAAAAVA/FbaArJbnRQY/s72-c/tumblr_kthp8fOqfV1qzz054o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-1682062156946587045</id><published>2009-12-03T19:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T20:08:24.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Betty buzzkill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Sxepwypb8sI/AAAAAAAAAUw/FdDH_1A2u2w/s1600-h/tumblr_ktgjpzaoXn1qzudq4o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410980133003326146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Sxepwypb8sI/AAAAAAAAAUw/FdDH_1A2u2w/s400/tumblr_ktgjpzaoXn1qzudq4o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SxeoU8y1LcI/AAAAAAAAAUo/bphhSklW4Kk/s1600-h/tumblr_ktgjpzaoXn1qzudq4o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;grettings ! just got back from singapore. am a bit poofed and hungry. there's nothing to tell much except tht the atmosphere is more europian-ish nw, very modern. and the shopping was great. fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been in cheer for 2 years, paused on 2009 bcse of the whole pmr. i was looking forward on continuing next year but im having doubts. still in consideration but the practices are on hold. i really love cheer, especially doing stunts. last year was fun, tho. our stunts went down (hate to talk about it, zz), the whole ups and downs with the team members. it was all good. seriously, help me out here. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cheer or no cheer&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;im one day late, so sry. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;happy 15th to miss chatterbox, hajey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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/3753446539039543721-1682062156946587045?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/1682062156946587045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/1682062156946587045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/12/betty-buzzkill.html' title='Betty buzzkill'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Sxepwypb8sI/AAAAAAAAAUw/FdDH_1A2u2w/s72-c/tumblr_ktgjpzaoXn1qzudq4o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-1978061474688797434</id><published>2009-11-27T15:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T16:58:30.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You sure you're not one of the Adam's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Sw-UlBQDkvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/_Bw0IJQUQOY/s1600/tumblr_ks7astPDOM1qa9o8bo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408705041207104242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Sw-UlBQDkvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/_Bw0IJQUQOY/s400/tumblr_ks7astPDOM1qa9o8bo1_400.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Sw-HgD0KLeI/AAAAAAAAAUU/FUR4NjB1JOY/s1600/tumblr_ks7astPDOM1qa9o8bo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wishing all my fellow muslim friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILADHA&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm at mah hometown. the journey felt shorter ths time, took quite a long snooze in the car. anyway, watched a bunch of cows being slaughtered tday. and plus i get to see the inner parts of the body, had a tad of science experience there. i might say it is, squishy ? huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im heading to singapore on sunday, straight from here. if you cn see the map of southeast asia, kelantan is on the north of peninsular malaysia and singapore is way down south. looks like its going to be one long and crazy ride folks. being sardines for like, say about 15 hours tops in the car, i'm nt liking it one bit, except for the shopping mum promised. &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm missing new moon and ninja assasin. tsk tsk&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/3753446539039543721-1978061474688797434?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/1978061474688797434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/1978061474688797434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-sure-youre-not-one-of-adams.html' title='You sure you&apos;re not one of the Adam&apos;s'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Sw-UlBQDkvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/_Bw0IJQUQOY/s72-c/tumblr_ks7astPDOM1qa9o8bo1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-6157032655767565765</id><published>2009-11-24T23:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T23:25:38.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So not into you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Swv6jY-xlHI/AAAAAAAAAUM/HjceIkoU9pk/s1600/24112009238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407691263496524914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Swv6jY-xlHI/AAAAAAAAAUM/HjceIkoU9pk/s400/24112009238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hua ! ive updated my blogshop. go and check it out. but dnt just see, buy too (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mar-zi-pan.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;found out tht my clss fr next year is 4SD. if im nt mistaken, the same class wth hanis and nurul. the stream is science, sub-science B to be exact. the one where I.T. is included. frankly, im looking forward on changing clsses, not into I.T. stuff. my choice was either pure science or sub-science C, the one where there is accounts but i got this instead. got to wait for the results so i cn change clsses. if i excel tht is :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;heard tht the results are coming out on 27th Dec. is it?&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/3753446539039543721-6157032655767565765?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6157032655767565765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/6157032655767565765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-not-into-you.html' title='So not into you'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Swv6jY-xlHI/AAAAAAAAAUM/HjceIkoU9pk/s72-c/24112009238.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-8359064273764140159</id><published>2009-11-22T23:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T23:57:01.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nutella overdose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Swle9sTtdxI/AAAAAAAAAUE/10lRSmt95iE/s1600/tumblr_ksevi3NGe61qa9o8bo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406957241593853714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Swle9sTtdxI/AAAAAAAAAUE/10lRSmt95iE/s400/tumblr_ksevi3NGe61qa9o8bo1_400.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Swlcz8ww7cI/AAAAAAAAAT8/kFLtZT4KJbU/s1600/tumblr_ksevi3NGe61qa9o8bo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HUA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i ate a whole lot today but i dnt feel bloated or anything, huh. go figure. in the morning i ate toast wth some yummy nutella while doing my work. yeap, it's still undone. I'M HAVING THE TIME OF MY LIFE. detecting any sarcasm? haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to midvalley wth la familia minus aisyah. i miss her and today is her birthday !! she's fourteen and she catching up to my height, stop growing. seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SISTAH (!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;moving on, planned to watch 2012, again. like the days before, all of them are sold out until midnight. mum really wnt to watch the movie, the pirated dvd'd arent out yet, lol. so instead of waiting till midnight, we bought tickets fr tmrw, finally! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had lunch at the food court. firstly, i ate mee goreng mamak. its nt as good as the real mamak stall does it. when i finished it, find myself still craving for food, so i bought myself a plate of lasagna (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for dinner, went to the mamak stall. again, had me some mee goreng mamak. ths time, im satisfied wth the taste, haha. not forgetting roti tisu. god, tht food is like diabetes serve on a plate but you really cnt resist the taste. so crunchy, so sweet. yummmmmmmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these past days, i dnt seem to give damn abt my weight. i just eat whenever i wnt and whatever i wnt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i cn be one of those ppl, traveling to taste different kind of food like in the AFC or travel &amp;amp; living. haha, why not ey? maybe :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wishing &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;qudin&lt;/span&gt; a good luck ! his mid terms are tmrw. just do yr best b &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&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/3753446539039543721-8359064273764140159?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/8359064273764140159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/8359064273764140159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/11/nutella-overdose.html' title='Nutella overdose'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Swle9sTtdxI/AAAAAAAAAUE/10lRSmt95iE/s72-c/tumblr_ksevi3NGe61qa9o8bo1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-4205665877743144325</id><published>2009-11-21T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T23:55:38.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insert title here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SwgNDbFMIZI/AAAAAAAAATs/4mPQB7Zh-tA/s1600/IMG_3404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406585705118572946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SwgNDbFMIZI/AAAAAAAAATs/4mPQB7Zh-tA/s400/IMG_3404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;today is so bloody -boring.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;enough said&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/3753446539039543721-4205665877743144325?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4205665877743144325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4205665877743144325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/11/insert-title-here.html' title='Insert title here'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SwgNDbFMIZI/AAAAAAAAATs/4mPQB7Zh-tA/s72-c/IMG_3404.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-583963030436126716</id><published>2009-11-18T16:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T17:43:00.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I only go up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SwPBMzc3hhI/AAAAAAAAATk/S8qBgNLrC9w/s1600/tumblr_kt9wnbZq5P1qa3fbfo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405376403488605714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SwPBMzc3hhI/AAAAAAAAATk/S8qBgNLrC9w/s400/tumblr_kt9wnbZq5P1qa3fbfo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i woke up at 8 tday, my stomach was making those funny noises. unfotunately when i head up to the fridge there was nothing to munch on. have to remind mum to restock the fridge with some food, junk food to be exact. to put off the hunger, watched one of the dvd's dad bought last night, ghost of girlfriends past. if all men experience those incidents in the story, when three ghost visits and bam ! you cn change from a womanizer to some loyal guy. its like doing the world a favor, no more getting yr heart broken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to ou arnd noon with mum and anis. at first the plan was just to send aisyah there, but i keep on complaining abt my hunger until mum gave in. after satisfying my stomach, mum suggest on watching the movie 2012. sadly the movie was sold out and the only available was late cse we to pick up my sister from school, so we just walk around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sister's going to the breathtaking new zealand tmrw. will be sending her to KLIA tmrw evening. knw wht, i love airports. if any of my relatives are going overseas and needs to be sending to the airport, im up fr it. i remember when i was a kid i love running arnd the compound, i think i still am. haha. so yeah, the sister wouldnt be arnd for 2 weeks solid. anis, ain and i will be missing her, eventhough we dnt say it but i bet we will (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-583963030436126716?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/583963030436126716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/583963030436126716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-only-go-up.html' title='I only go up'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SwPBMzc3hhI/AAAAAAAAATk/S8qBgNLrC9w/s72-c/tumblr_kt9wnbZq5P1qa3fbfo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-4421901611464307260</id><published>2009-11-16T22:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T18:14:16.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To be or not to be</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cn i jump off a cliff or shoot myself in the head ? just to make all the pain go away.&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/3753446539039543721-4421901611464307260?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4421901611464307260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4421901611464307260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/11/cn-i-just-jump-off-cliff-or-shoot.html' title='To be or not to be'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-2392193492227942608</id><published>2009-11-15T17:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T17:23:47.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZZZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Sv_IafADgpI/AAAAAAAAATc/EyTTOqxd16M/s1600-h/tumblr_kt4h8p2gjz1qzfya1o1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404258435191767698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Sv_IafADgpI/AAAAAAAAATc/EyTTOqxd16M/s400/tumblr_kt4h8p2gjz1qzfya1o1_400.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm currently at starbucks. having quite a peaceful time, without the annoying sisters around. am having chocolate cream chip, yumm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;too lazy to elaborate about last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;will do next time, toodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-2392193492227942608?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2392193492227942608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2392193492227942608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/11/zzz.html' title='ZZZ'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Sv_IafADgpI/AAAAAAAAATc/EyTTOqxd16M/s72-c/tumblr_kt4h8p2gjz1qzfya1o1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-192357292349515281</id><published>2009-11-10T19:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T23:49:15.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever and Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Basking in the warmth of your smile&lt;br /&gt;And the music of your laugh&lt;br /&gt;I feel your tenderness&lt;br /&gt;And your oh so witty style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why god blessed me&lt;br /&gt;With such a girlfriend as you&lt;br /&gt;But it makes my pleasure complete&lt;br /&gt;And very happy too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The way you always know me&lt;br /&gt;And exactly what to do&lt;br /&gt;When my loneliness gets me down&lt;br /&gt;And I’m so very blue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The way you see into my soul&lt;br /&gt;And looked behind my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t have to hide my feelings&lt;br /&gt;And put on a disguise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you I learned to trust&lt;br /&gt;And as I person I have grown&lt;br /&gt;Who could have possibly told me&lt;br /&gt;How could I have known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That you would come in to my life&lt;br /&gt;And my beauty would start to bloom&lt;br /&gt;And like a pretty butterfly&lt;br /&gt;Come out of my cocoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To share your tender heart&lt;br /&gt;The warmness of your smile&lt;br /&gt;The courage of your wisdom&lt;br /&gt;For these I’d walk for miles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To be thinking of a time&lt;br /&gt;When you’d no longer be there&lt;br /&gt;For me to gaze upon in delight&lt;br /&gt;And all our feelings share&lt;br /&gt;Is not acceptable to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Because in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is where I want you to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Always and forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Qudin :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-192357292349515281?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/192357292349515281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/192357292349515281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/11/forever-and-ever.html' title='Forever and Ever'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-3182431003582303086</id><published>2009-11-05T13:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T16:57:44.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get dizzy with some weed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SvKSoK2A8yI/AAAAAAAAATE/qkYB6zfw4eI/s1600-h/tumblr_krsdrf7Kqr1qzur9fo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400540121973977890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SvKSoK2A8yI/AAAAAAAAATE/qkYB6zfw4eI/s400/tumblr_krsdrf7Kqr1qzur9fo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pointed out tht tdys going to be a holiday, free from work. hell i need it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i assume lover boy is in clss, right at ths moment; miles away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my days with mr. qudin has been super duper. full of ups and downs, like a roller coaster ride. a long one i might add. he has been by my side through out it all. he always keeps me safe and making sure i hv a smile plastered on my face, especially when i'm down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;even aftr all the fights we've been through, were still standing strong. look hw we've come through. frankly speaking he is funny-annoying, as some people might be familiar with, hihi. mr. qudin here is the combination of brother, friend and lover all wrap in one. i love him to bits and he's all mine and i miss you b.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-3182431003582303086?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3182431003582303086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3182431003582303086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/11/get-dizzy-with-some-weed.html' title='Get dizzy with some weed'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SvKSoK2A8yI/AAAAAAAAATE/qkYB6zfw4eI/s72-c/tumblr_krsdrf7Kqr1qzur9fo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-2621256365217894422</id><published>2009-11-03T17:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T17:44:22.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two thousand and late</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Su_7CJfT7bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/a5uAIW1IRc4/s1600-h/tumblr_kqqy8uQxuV1qzzzl7o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399810492566072754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Su_7CJfT7bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/a5uAIW1IRc4/s400/tumblr_kqqy8uQxuV1qzzzl7o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im in the middle of doing my work when the internet decided to be a bitch for a day. funny thing is it doesnt wnt to open up on the certain page tht i hv work. shit, i hv lots of things to finish. with the bitchy internet, thought i'd upload my dear blog. as you cn see post has been low of content. sadening. i think ill write whtever shit tht comes my mind, just the sake of updating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i borrowed a book from the public library, before PMR tht is. didnt hv the time to look at the due date, and the major exam is close, too close tht i forgot it even existed. the book entitled, Child C, a fictional story hw this lady torture orphans. she is sentensed to jail for 14 years, only. fourteen freakin' years. dang, she should be dead after all what she did to the kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;moving on, like i said, i forgot tht it existed. after several weeks after the major exam, i just found out today. haha. i'm way past due date, tht's going to be lots of cash im going to pay. somehw, i cldnt care less and i even thought of not returning the book at all. hihi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-2621256365217894422?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2621256365217894422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/2621256365217894422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/11/two-thousand-and-late.html' title='Two thousand and late'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Su_7CJfT7bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/a5uAIW1IRc4/s72-c/tumblr_kqqy8uQxuV1qzzzl7o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-7789068745780660069</id><published>2009-11-03T11:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T17:44:45.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat. Sleep. Shit. Die.</title><content type='html'>wht i need/want right nw:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;a bath&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;food&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;food&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;food&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cash (!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a fairy which could complete my work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hair pampering&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mani. &amp;amp; padi.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;new story books&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my boyf &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;btw, i hv tumblr nw. thought of giving it a try&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;obsessionissuchanuglyworld.tumblr.com&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/3753446539039543721-7789068745780660069?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/7789068745780660069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/7789068745780660069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/11/eatsleepshitdie.html' title='Eat. Sleep. Shit. Die.'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-3557155435547309133</id><published>2009-11-02T11:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T11:50:25.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me whisper in your ear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Su5W3B_zWgI/AAAAAAAAAS0/RYdxvORVGI4/s1600-h/tumblr_kp7bvxmwdg1qzeuf1o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399348506692639234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Su5W3B_zWgI/AAAAAAAAAS0/RYdxvORVGI4/s400/tumblr_kp7bvxmwdg1qzeuf1o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So the next time you forgot you’re Blair Waldorf, remember i’m Chuck Bass, and I love you.&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/3753446539039543721-3557155435547309133?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3557155435547309133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3557155435547309133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-next-time-you-forgot-youre-blair.html' title='Let me whisper in your ear'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Su5W3B_zWgI/AAAAAAAAAS0/RYdxvORVGI4/s72-c/tumblr_kp7bvxmwdg1qzeuf1o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-3506235238565094200</id><published>2009-10-28T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T17:16:46.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In for the kill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SugL72ZfC4I/AAAAAAAAASE/8OhTQqIURoQ/s1600-h/340679_x_210a3ea3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397577276246133634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SugL72ZfC4I/AAAAAAAAASE/8OhTQqIURoQ/s400/340679_x_210a3ea3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tony Roma's is so worth my long hours of work. thnks mama (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3753446539039543721-3506235238565094200?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3506235238565094200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/3506235238565094200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-for-kill.html' title='In for the kill'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SugL72ZfC4I/AAAAAAAAASE/8OhTQqIURoQ/s72-c/340679_x_210a3ea3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-4033229913325353904</id><published>2009-10-24T23:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T23:23:43.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherry cherry boom boom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SuMsE_xOxBI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OWv2ginRJZ4/s1600-h/tumblr_kqr7zlXK6i1qzzzl7o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396205242869007378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SuMsE_xOxBI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OWv2ginRJZ4/s400/tumblr_kqr7zlXK6i1qzzzl7o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel so like fashion backward. its has been quite some time i didnt shop. knw wht i wnt, mostly everything. especially shoes, shoes and more shoes &amp;amp;&amp;amp; rings! my all time favourite accesories. i like em biiiiiig (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the moment, will be listing down some stuff for amirah, my cousin since she'll be flying to bandung sooner or later. i bet the list will be long, longer than my essay for pmr, lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my purse is so thin that it will take some time to fatten it up good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going to start working with one of my uncle to gain money. it has everything to do wth recording and typing. me spending time infront of the laptop equals to increse in power of my specs. haiih. i was thinking of working wth contacts. coloured one to be exact but i really hate the trouble of putting it on. oh! plus the money i'll be earning from the beyonce thingy. wth it i cn survive 2 months tops. i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lately, ive been showered with ghost stories, the real ones. hence, ive been jumpy for a couple of days. cn't ignore the fact tht they trully exist, well not technically ghosts but satan. a few of them friends have experienced some scary incident and oh lord, hope i dnt bumped into one. i might sound a bit off but you'll never knw, right? ths is starting to give me goosebumps. i better stop :S&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/3753446539039543721-4033229913325353904?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4033229913325353904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4033229913325353904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/10/cherry-cherry-boom-boom.html' title='Cherry cherry boom boom'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SuMsE_xOxBI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OWv2ginRJZ4/s72-c/tumblr_kqr7zlXK6i1qzzzl7o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-8197825635150366792</id><published>2009-10-23T16:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T17:18:07.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the future</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SuF4x8-QDOI/AAAAAAAAARo/YTTN-zcEmGI/s1600-h/lovethesoldier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395726628142714082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SuF4x8-QDOI/AAAAAAAAARo/YTTN-zcEmGI/s400/lovethesoldier.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday was fun (!) it all started at school. we, the form threes were given a list of activities tht the school has laid out fr us. the whole thing is to ensure we come to school even after the big exam, didnt work out fr me but i was so damn bored tht i went to school and thts the only way to stop mum from nagging all day long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;moving on, had to perform a tradisional dance. i was in a group of seven and they're my bestbuds from primary. it has been a while since we last did anything together and i sure had a laugh. we didnt win because pn. S says tht we got the whole concept wrong. hw are we suppose to knw, it's an old old old song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;meet lover boy after school before he leaves to melaka. watched a dvd, forgetting sarah marshall. the movie is so touching minus all the sex, haha. his next semester is coming up and he is seldom coming back. will be missing him a bunch(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to see cuci the musical at istana budaya later tht night. had to wait half an hour hence from the technical difficulties and its thier first performance. i find the story was so long but it had some laughs, overall it was okay i might say. enjoyed it. bumped into a few of the dance instructers from the flash mob beyonce, boojae was one of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes ashne, i knw the beyonce concert is postponed -__-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-8197825635150366792?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/8197825635150366792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/8197825635150366792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-future.html' title='Back to the future'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SuF4x8-QDOI/AAAAAAAAARo/YTTN-zcEmGI/s72-c/lovethesoldier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-7204807215155028514</id><published>2009-10-20T23:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T17:20:46.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a survivor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/St3dh1I018I/AAAAAAAAARg/_Qb6xR18fcE/s1600-h/326009_almostbandw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394711501929240514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/St3dh1I018I/AAAAAAAAARg/_Qb6xR18fcE/s400/326009_almostbandw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;theres nothing good on the tele :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, attended leesa's open hse tday. tho the food looks delicious, i cnt even stuff any food down my throat result from my heavy breakfast at bangsar. later on tht day, lover boy and the others picked us up to hang at the curve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;imagine this, nine human beings cram inside a suzuki swift add on with some crazy driving. hectic i tell you. when the car pulled over, i would kiss the ground if i can. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooh ooh, a few of my frnds and i got to be one of the flash mob dancers for beyonce. look out fr us world !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-7204807215155028514?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/7204807215155028514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/7204807215155028514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-survivor.html' title='I&apos;m a survivor'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/St3dh1I018I/AAAAAAAAARg/_Qb6xR18fcE/s72-c/326009_almostbandw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-9220753801797787800</id><published>2009-10-17T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T17:22:33.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudden tingle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/StiegAcgwZI/AAAAAAAAARY/DyJ1WeXxShM/s1600-h/emo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393234826488758674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/StiegAcgwZI/AAAAAAAAARY/DyJ1WeXxShM/s400/emo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/3753446539039543721-9220753801797787800?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/9220753801797787800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/9220753801797787800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/10/sudden-tingle.html' title='Sudden tingle'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/StiegAcgwZI/AAAAAAAAARY/DyJ1WeXxShM/s72-c/emo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-8089408344223439133</id><published>2009-10-16T12:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T17:23:27.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got that boy from overseas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/StgIAl1kKSI/AAAAAAAAARQ/aDTMwGxOSSc/s1600-h/hugh_jackman_italian_vanity_fair_2008112108_1-jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393069360025970978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/StgIAl1kKSI/AAAAAAAAARQ/aDTMwGxOSSc/s400/hugh_jackman_italian_vanity_fair_2008112108_1-jpg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hugh jackman is one dreamy and sexy man. so yes! haha, notice this when i watch the movie australia followed by xmen origins. must be about his wild character, woots (!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's a few people at school has the same name as mine, but in a different spelling. there were times when somebody called out 'aliiaaahhhhhh !' and i'll be shouting back to answer but seems like tht certain someone was calling out some other aliah/alya/alia. some embarassement and i do get tht alot. well, i just cnt blame thier parents for giving them the name as same as mine haha but im already used to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my few days of freedom are relaxing, just like i wnt it to be, no chaos or whtsoever. i even had the effort to give mum a hand in the kitchen tday. i'm home with the 2 other sisters, one is on a deepavali break and the other just lazy, even the teachers at school knw she'll be absent on friday. all of my sisters are still in the week of exam while im free frm books, exams and anything tht has to do wth school (: i still cnt get over the whole freedom thing, and it feels so goooood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;my bangs is getting longer, i need a trim :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3753446539039543721-8089408344223439133?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/8089408344223439133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/8089408344223439133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-got-that-boy-from-overseas.html' title='I got that boy from overseas'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/StgIAl1kKSI/AAAAAAAAARQ/aDTMwGxOSSc/s72-c/hugh_jackman_italian_vanity_fair_2008112108_1-jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-7324211346206794669</id><published>2009-10-15T20:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T17:23:50.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chill for a bit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/StdMY8rLtKI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/jZ_66ttXSaE/s1600-h/tumblr_kr5nf9axHQ1qzzzl7o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392863070287279266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/StdMY8rLtKI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/jZ_66ttXSaE/s400/tumblr_kr5nf9axHQ1qzzzl7o1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i knw its kind of late to say this, but &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PMR IS SO OVER DUDE! OHYEAAAAHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;most of the peeps i knw is already out as soon as the last paper finishes while i just want to spend time with my bed and pillows. its not that i'm nt excited of the freedom tht i've yearn for in months but i'm poofed after all of the days and nights making love with the books. i deserve the hours of slumber (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i had the best time with my lover, bowl of fun. hadn't paid much attention to him through out the months of studies and with the exam over it felt different, in a good way i mean, that i cnt stop smiling ever so widely. plus i finally bought him a birthday present, am so sry fr the late gift but i hope he loves it. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'll be out and about soon, ring me if there's anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im off to the movies (!)&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/3753446539039543721-7324211346206794669?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/7324211346206794669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/7324211346206794669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/10/chill-for-bit.html' title='Chill for a bit'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/StdMY8rLtKI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/jZ_66ttXSaE/s72-c/tumblr_kr5nf9axHQ1qzzzl7o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-4202499080076593155</id><published>2009-09-25T01:50:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T09:10:16.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Sryr42ZEZsI/AAAAAAAAAQs/8ADnFPDe1eE/s1600-h/320522_Laura_Lysanne_22_Web_JipMerkies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385368247589955266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Sryr42ZEZsI/AAAAAAAAAQs/8ADnFPDe1eE/s400/320522_Laura_Lysanne_22_Web_JipMerkies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A Secret Place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a place that only we know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there, its just me and you, you and i. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;qudin love, i miss you ♥&lt;/em&gt;&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/3753446539039543721-4202499080076593155?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4202499080076593155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/4202499080076593155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/09/take-me-away.html' title='Take me away'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/Sryr42ZEZsI/AAAAAAAAAQs/8ADnFPDe1eE/s72-c/320522_Laura_Lysanne_22_Web_JipMerkies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-1989746111996063713</id><published>2009-09-24T22:11:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T09:10:57.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please press enter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SruSXVe055I/AAAAAAAAAQc/l4q1LyFcdEs/s1600-h/l_b1901c0efea4469eb9db46f7aeb87a8f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385058709052647314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SruSXVe055I/AAAAAAAAAQc/l4q1LyFcdEs/s320/l_b1901c0efea4469eb9db46f7aeb87a8f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i miss them friends. speaking of which here's one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ms. liloshini priya ----&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who just turn fifteen yesterday (!) woots. i just said yr full name, harhar. i am so sry tht i didn't wish you on the day itself but i promise ill make it up to you with a present, hokayy bby? (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can hear them kiddies screaming from here. they're watching that horror movie, jangan tegur &amp;amp;&amp;amp; congkak. they were screaming thier heads off when watching jangan tegur. cnt find wht's so scary abt it but i find it hillarious when they screamed lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's a bit change of plans. will be heading back to pj on a saturday rather than tmrw. the tire has gone flat and theres a big chance most of the shops are closed. yeaapp, will start the journey around three in the morning while everybody's fast asleep. further more i have my tuition on saturday. idk how i would be holding up through out the long hours. i dont even know if i'll make it in time :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;currently on msn with qudin. looks like he loves his big mac more than he loves me. don't you lover boy? ;p&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/3753446539039543721-1989746111996063713?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/1989746111996063713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/1989746111996063713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/09/press-any-key.html' title='Please press enter'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SruSXVe055I/AAAAAAAAAQc/l4q1LyFcdEs/s72-c/l_b1901c0efea4469eb9db46f7aeb87a8f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753446539039543721.post-8185128820061413280</id><published>2009-09-22T22:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T09:11:51.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Join me in the middle of ecstasy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SrjzOp5nG1I/AAAAAAAAAQM/AbyM-cOJx78/s1600-h/z138946834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384320787612638034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SrjzOp5nG1I/AAAAAAAAAQM/AbyM-cOJx78/s400/z138946834.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i'm signing in at kota bharu, kelantan. everyone's back for raya and wow its a full house. since our family arrived late at night and i just landed on anything i first laid eyes on. in my case, the couch and it was really trully uncomforting. i woke up with a back ache, sore eyes and my shirt and jeans all crumpled with a i-couldnt-care-less attitude lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;imagine yr in the car for 10hours, who wouldnt be exhausted after tht&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like any other eid years, went to loads of open house's and fill my stomach wth goodies. i'm gaining weight, fast. tmrw's agenda will be similar as tday's. another day, another time to fill mr. stomach hihi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel sorry for that lover boy back home. can't spend raya like always at his hometown. he's stuck at pj doing wht he does best, sleeping haha. one month of break and nothing to do, i cn feel how dreadfull he is with his friends absents. will be joining him sooner or later to break his boredom (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just found out ely b's here too at kota bharu heh&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/3753446539039543721-8185128820061413280?l=textmissing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/8185128820061413280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3753446539039543721/posts/default/8185128820061413280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textmissing.blogspot.com/2009/09/join-me-in-middle-of-ecstasy.html' title='Join me in the middle of ecstasy'/><author><name>aliahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17335772743501360832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/S5EuVYKgS9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Si9nZ06Vavs/S220/Picture+068.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEKUcpmJrRs/SrjzOp5nG1I/AAAAAAAAAQM/AbyM-cOJx78/s72-c/z138946834.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
