<?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-7849343464050956301</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:53:27.224+08:00</updated><category term='The history and The legendary'/><title type='text'>One word...Complicated</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-6166741948316216520</id><published>2008-12-27T16:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T16:29:02.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>booh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;have to be honest. im so not committed in having a blog. hahha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;busy with work, child, friends, boyfriend matter. blablabla... hahahhahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849343464050956301-6166741948316216520?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6166741948316216520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=6166741948316216520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/6166741948316216520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/6166741948316216520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/12/booh.html' title='booh!'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-3729531284254044075</id><published>2008-12-01T18:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T18:18:59.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Hie&lt;/span&gt;. i know &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ive&lt;/span&gt; not been updating quite lately. have to be honest. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; super lazy! going back and fro to grandma house. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ive&lt;/span&gt; not been going out for 1 week with &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; or even friends! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;tap on &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; back &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ayuni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;later &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; meeting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. chill for a while and go grandma house. AGAIN, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; right. again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; bored seeing hypocrite faces and evil means.whatever, like it or not, they still run through my blood. god gracious. i can't believe i said that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;congratulate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; twin sister, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt; Sara&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nyra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love you both like my own. May your &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;marriage&lt;/span&gt; last till the end of time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&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/7849343464050956301-3729531284254044075?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3729531284254044075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=3729531284254044075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/3729531284254044075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/3729531284254044075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/12/congratulations.html' title='Congratulations!'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-8478856056722885733</id><published>2008-11-17T16:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T16:25:26.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the ups and the down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Life has been complicated for me.H&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;onestly&lt;/span&gt;, i myself have no idea what i want and what to expect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;to this complication. i want to make it right. but how? nothing is that simple any more. i know that most of you don't understand . but those who understand the conflicts to my fairytale. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; it. i have no right to say anything to the person who has been supporting me since i was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lil&lt;/span&gt; girl. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; done the most sinful thing in my life. i deserve being deserted and shouted at. he can say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;harshful&lt;/span&gt; stuff to me. i listened. but day by day, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;grudges&lt;/span&gt; piled up. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sorry if one day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just gonna walk away. and i know i dun have the will to support the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Lil&lt;/span&gt; kid at home. but i want the best out of him.that is why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; still at home despite getting hurt all the time. i can't wait to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;successful&lt;/span&gt;, that day he's going to shut up and believe me. it doesn't matter anymore if anybody gonna love me or not. i don't give a damn.praying to god every &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;night&lt;/span&gt; without a miss so that one day, the light gonna shine upon me once again.Insyallah.Amin.&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/7849343464050956301-8478856056722885733?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8478856056722885733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=8478856056722885733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/8478856056722885733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/8478856056722885733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/11/ups-and-down.html' title='the ups and the down'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-6643624498896443533</id><published>2008-11-15T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T17:22:54.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello hello!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;im back passing-readers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i wanna give a special thanks to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;NUREEN ASHILA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;she's da one who did this blog.again and again.im just too busy and too lazy to bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;haha.nak simple kerja.starting from now i'm going to update again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;now.im at &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;LOVE's&lt;/span&gt; house.going out later meet &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;annbaby&lt;/span&gt; and her dearest.double date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;then going to meet &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yunishaphilip&lt;/span&gt; .her birthdae tomorrow.so, wanna mit her early.i miss her so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;chious people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;p.s:As promised, im going to update pictures of my new hairdo and gambar raya on my new post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849343464050956301-6643624498896443533?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6643624498896443533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=6643624498896443533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/6643624498896443533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/6643624498896443533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-hello.html' title='hello hello!!'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-6041190799454431805</id><published>2008-10-11T16:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T16:23:00.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new and everything else is new.</title><content type='html'>oh yah.. niwae... i've got a new hair cut!!&lt;br /&gt;will post the pics too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849343464050956301-6041190799454431805?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6041190799454431805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=6041190799454431805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/6041190799454431805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/6041190799454431805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-and-everything-else-is-new.html' title='new and everything else is new.'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-5019158437685365319</id><published>2008-10-11T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T16:17:58.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long gone..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;hey peeps... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ive&lt;/span&gt; been away for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;until, i myself forget my own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;user name&lt;/span&gt; and password.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;been very busy with my new life, N level, H&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ari&lt;/span&gt; R&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;aya&lt;/span&gt;, boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;its fair that i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;abandoned&lt;/span&gt; the blog and i did the same to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;friendster&lt;/span&gt; and emails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;its flooded with unnecessary stuff. will be back soon. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;, not to soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;but i promise its going to be better. new skin, new post, new pic, new song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;keep checking on me. lets make things easier, come back and read next month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;see ya soon beautiful creatures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849343464050956301-5019158437685365319?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5019158437685365319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=5019158437685365319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/5019158437685365319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/5019158437685365319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/10/long-gone.html' title='long gone..'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-1013835948391676077</id><published>2008-07-27T21:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:22:15.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blissful 31st!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Happy 31st Monthsary BabyLove!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(24/07/08)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Therefore i dedicate this song to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bd9d40db006403c1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbd9d40db006403c1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331423227%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D325060CBF49D5341225B72CBF27D76138BB710C4.3920CB1426D10172994294362865EC7DC9604F7F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbd9d40db006403c1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXm4OjZHXRAcVCqR-yDJKgXEtqUY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbd9d40db006403c1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331423227%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D325060CBF49D5341225B72CBF27D76138BB710C4.3920CB1426D10172994294362865EC7DC9604F7F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbd9d40db006403c1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXm4OjZHXRAcVCqR-yDJKgXEtqUY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;To watch video-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1) scroll down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;2) pause the playlist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;3) scroll up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;4) play video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Loads of Love Baby..and I'm sorry for updating late.very late.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 years 7 months and still counting....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849343464050956301-1013835948391676077?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=bd9d40db006403c1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1013835948391676077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=1013835948391676077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/1013835948391676077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/1013835948391676077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/07/blissful-31st.html' title='Blissful 31st!'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-8795662082875000787</id><published>2008-07-21T21:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T22:03:39.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The history and The legendary'/><title type='text'>Zaid 'Adli</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Though his too young to understand, i dedicate this song, or should i say a verse, to him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;well, those who understand why i dedicate this, good to know. Those who don't , act like you don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;okeh&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;atas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nama&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cinta&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hati&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ini&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mungkin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;terbagi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sampai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;nanti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hingga&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;mati&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;cinta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ini&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hanya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;untuk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;engkau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;atas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;nama&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;cinta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;kurelakan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;jalanku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;merana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;asal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;engkau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;akhirnya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;denganku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;ku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;bersumpah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;atas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;nama&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;cinta&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISWAAYi3_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/Qx6XWlK1Upw/s1600-h/Pix304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225466394503733234" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISWAAYi3_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/Qx6XWlK1Upw/s200/Pix304.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISWACP_ucI/AAAAAAAAAIE/G7H8z-ZD0yU/s1600-h/DSC00836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225466395004746178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISWACP_ucI/AAAAAAAAAIE/G7H8z-ZD0yU/s200/DSC00836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISWAA7WsBI/AAAAAAAAAIM/kaGOeD9ThrM/s1600-h/DSC00392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225466394649735186" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="200" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISWAA7WsBI/AAAAAAAAAIM/kaGOeD9ThrM/s200/DSC00392.JPG" width="131" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll forever be apart of me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause' you're my heart and soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh, how am i suppose to live without &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my heart and my soul...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/7849343464050956301-8795662082875000787?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8795662082875000787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=8795662082875000787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/8795662082875000787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/8795662082875000787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/07/zaid-adli.html' title='Zaid &apos;Adli'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISWAAYi3_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/Qx6XWlK1Upw/s72-c/Pix304.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-9016780926933043295</id><published>2008-07-21T21:23:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:48:00.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; July 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Went out with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mother&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zaid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt; Sara&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ibu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Easy said, went out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;'s family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Actually it was my shopping day, but mother decided to go out with &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;'s family. so the shopping was postponed to 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;20t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; July 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Went shopping with Mother then after that went to P&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;asir&lt;/span&gt; R&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; park, watch little cousins have fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISP0AWqI8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/3_hvnwZzC48/s1600-h/DSC01304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225459591267623874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISP0AWqI8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/3_hvnwZzC48/s200/DSC01304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISPzrqrN0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/BWH7298zB9s/s1600-h/DSC01301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225459585714435906" style="WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="200" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISPzrqrN0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/BWH7298zB9s/s200/DSC01301.JPG" width="130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISPzqnjKtI/AAAAAAAAAGM/0bJqPO0gzBQ/s1600-h/DSC01300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225459585432890066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISPzqnjKtI/AAAAAAAAAGM/0bJqPO0gzBQ/s200/DSC01300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISPz8PP8II/AAAAAAAAAGc/RzPiatzRGdE/s1600-h/DSC01302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225459590162804866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISPz8PP8II/AAAAAAAAAGc/RzPiatzRGdE/s200/DSC01302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISPz_PGrUI/AAAAAAAAAGk/f7Rx4-t-aPw/s1600-h/DSC01303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225459590967504194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISPz_PGrUI/AAAAAAAAAGk/f7Rx4-t-aPw/s200/DSC01303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISQl-LrJRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/lozszrhY65s/s1600-h/DSC01305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225460449678140690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISQl-LrJRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/lozszrhY65s/s200/DSC01305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISQmaG4EWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/VMz6BrExgoI/s1600-h/DSC01326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225460457174208866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISQmaG4EWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/VMz6BrExgoI/s200/DSC01326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISRG2NKLrI/AAAAAAAAAHk/oxDrKKr4tkU/s1600-h/DSC01328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225461014472568498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISRG2NKLrI/AAAAAAAAAHk/oxDrKKr4tkU/s200/DSC01328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISPz8PP8II/AAAAAAAAAGc/RzPiatzRGdE/s1600-h/DSC01302.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISRG6To9JI/AAAAAAAAAHc/leSKCIguVdY/s1600-h/DSC01327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225461015573492882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISRG6To9JI/AAAAAAAAAHc/leSKCIguVdY/s200/DSC01327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISQl9NPtlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/v3NznT93lOI/s1600-h/DSC01308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225460449416296018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISQl9NPtlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/v3NznT93lOI/s200/DSC01308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISQmCQ4RTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Oh3mmlESJ7I/s1600-h/DSC01309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225460450773714226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISQmCQ4RTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Oh3mmlESJ7I/s200/DSC01309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISQmNtP1_I/AAAAAAAAAHM/ic8YdoizgDE/s1600-h/DSC01318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225460453845489650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISQmNtP1_I/AAAAAAAAAHM/ic8YdoizgDE/s200/DSC01318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISQl-LrJRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/lozszrhY65s/s1600-h/DSC01305.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Shopped for new simple clothes and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Zaid's&lt;/span&gt; stuff for the mean time while waiting for Sister to be free and go shopping again, using Dad's money. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hahahah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISR_Jd5e8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/pT_CmUu7q3U/s1600-h/DSC01333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225461981715725250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISR_Jd5e8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/pT_CmUu7q3U/s200/DSC01333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Sister bought me Tee's at KL. Just Like the one i asked for.Simple and Crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISS4ilCalI/AAAAAAAAAH8/sT3qtV0x8xQ/s1600-h/DSC01334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225462967709100626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISS4ilCalI/AAAAAAAAAH8/sT3qtV0x8xQ/s200/DSC01334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; tilt you head &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;okeh&lt;/span&gt;? thank you!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking forward for the next shopping!&lt;/em&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/7849343464050956301-9016780926933043295?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/9016780926933043295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=9016780926933043295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/9016780926933043295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/9016780926933043295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-out.html' title='Day out!'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SISP0AWqI8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/3_hvnwZzC48/s72-c/DSC01304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-5605993424695344039</id><published>2008-07-18T19:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:04:31.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fucked up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today i went for my N Level Malay Oral. It was okeh. its about berjimat-cermat. i was like. hack! i wished it wasn't political or whatever too classy... but shoot.i wasnt lucky enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;and i blanked out for a while to think and translate the word "bill". until now i still can't think of the word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Minah Mode:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;kental and macam paham. thats the two word to discribe that biatch. sumpah sia dier kental..i bet after reading this ur gonna think the same wae to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;she's 15, wears specs, muka pecah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;she wants to hang out with the clans in school so she'd look cool. my god, she lagi rela jadi anjing and follow the clans around so she's accepted.what the fuch ah sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;abeh she ever said this to somebody...." aku budak airport nyer, lagi atas dari airport" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;What The Fuccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So just now, my oral started at 2.30pm but school ended at 12.35pm.Me and Ann went out to smoke. she was under the block with a mat ite.kental nak mampos. sama jenis dengan die.and there's also this gvss girl, but she's wearing homeclothes. just imagine, she go school and wear make-up. Fat and Short. pakaian step minah, macam debab tersumbat dalam aisbok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;after my oral, they were there too.When ann was on the fon with her mum saying "ibu, gosok kan baju kite, petang nanti kite keje." the mat kacau ann and said "keje je..skolah taknak" sumpah sia, ann tak menyusah kan korang! so, we went for a smoke again. atleast we respect the school uniform and smoke someplace people won't see. dorang, mcm paham. buat kecoh bawah blk.nak lepak pun tukar baju ah! abeh they stare us. carik pasal. tendang2 the lift we're in. kite turun, dorang takda... step berpecah.. me and ann dah jalan jauh sikit, baru kumpul balik. sungguh kental la sei. im not happy and ive never happy with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Bukan nak kerek ahh, but if she think she's fierce, tgk ah record sapa lagi rabak dan byk kat skolah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;and kalau betol dier fierce, dari sec 1 , i would know she exists in this world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So excited for monday! gonna fuck her upside down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;p.s: go rot and die fuckers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SICGr5dkJKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/DIyMUcBbbBY/s1600-h/810920748_a989421ad6_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224323656467096738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SICGr5dkJKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/DIyMUcBbbBY/s200/810920748_a989421ad6_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;a title="Middle finger and tank top bokeh[Day195]*" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chaparral/810920748/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849343464050956301-5605993424695344039?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5605993424695344039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=5605993424695344039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/5605993424695344039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/5605993424695344039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/07/fucked-up.html' title='fucked up'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SICGr5dkJKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/DIyMUcBbbBY/s72-c/810920748_a989421ad6_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-8795541869814385827</id><published>2008-07-14T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T08:28:30.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Picture Speaks a Thousands Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Its been a tiring week for  me and a painful week for &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;.I'll just update pictures that i have as picture speaks a thousand words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;9 July 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SHo-Cvg5B1I/AAAAAAAAAFc/MM7fcTR6skk/s1600-h/DSC01277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222554934724593490" style="CURSOR: hand" height="194" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SHo-Cvg5B1I/AAAAAAAAAFc/MM7fcTR6skk/s200/DSC01277.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SHo-C-prlHI/AAAAAAAAAFk/nBbme1z5ndU/s1600-h/DSC01282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222554938787992690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SHo-C-prlHI/AAAAAAAAAFk/nBbme1z5ndU/s200/DSC01282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SHo-C1AqHHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/nDuTcW8SK9E/s1600-h/DSC01291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222554936200010866" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" height="220" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SHo-C1AqHHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/nDuTcW8SK9E/s200/DSC01291.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SHo-DAIvqtI/AAAAAAAAAF0/IgZjDP2ckg0/s1600-h/DSC01295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222554939186719442" style="CURSOR: hand" height="228" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SHo-DAIvqtI/AAAAAAAAAF0/IgZjDP2ckg0/s200/DSC01295.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SHo-DLxdexI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZYuZpPUEnF0/s1600-h/DSC01299.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222554942310284050" style="CURSOR: hand" height="155" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SHo-DLxdexI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZYuZpPUEnF0/s200/DSC01299.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt; (4 period free..raining day.. what else in the mind, sleep,camwhore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 July 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SHo9oQXuoOI/AAAAAAAAAE8/iijRAJBOp1A/s1600-h/DSC00907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222554479688065250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SHo9oQXuoOI/AAAAAAAAAE8/iijRAJBOp1A/s200/DSC00907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SHo9ovp65cI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tMHieR_l29I/s1600-h/DSC00909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222554488085865922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SHo9ovp65cI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tMHieR_l29I/s200/DSC00909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SHo9ovYaDHI/AAAAAAAAAFM/av7CXpTEG2U/s1600-h/Skyd368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222554488012409970" style="CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SHo9ovYaDHI/AAAAAAAAAFM/av7CXpTEG2U/s200/Skyd368.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;(Hancock was superly funny and touching)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt; 19 July 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SHo9o7j6mNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FHkB1n-BfdE/s1600-h/Skyd371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222554491281905874" style="CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SHo9o7j6mNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FHkB1n-BfdE/s200/Skyd371.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;(open your eyes lah dehh.. see..Zaid can do better then you.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Till then...&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/7849343464050956301-8795541869814385827?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SHo-Cvg5B1I/AAAAAAAAAFc/MM7fcTR6skk/s72-c/DSC01277.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-1971114540043594793</id><published>2008-07-09T15:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T15:52:43.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i Hate u ok?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't Say You Understand While Actually You Don't.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Hypocrites are so unloved. Don't Be One When You Suck At It.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;-ayu-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849343464050956301-1971114540043594793?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1971114540043594793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=1971114540043594793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/1971114540043594793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/1971114540043594793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-hate-u-ok.html' title='i Hate u ok?'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-1032694701238662386</id><published>2008-07-03T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T21:50:49.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sad ... cause i didn't manage to visit &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;. Was super sick. Certainly an off day for school. Actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been sick for more than a month, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tahan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tahan&lt;/span&gt; till &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;todae&lt;/span&gt; i cannot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tahan&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bodoh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt;. i know. i slept for hours. a "cover-up sleep" for the time i didn't sleep when i got to know &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; was in an accident.I have to visit him tomorrow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Falling in Love with you is an extraordinary feeling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849343464050956301-1032694701238662386?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1032694701238662386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=1032694701238662386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/1032694701238662386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/1032694701238662386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/07/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-7414298424411330432</id><published>2008-07-02T22:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T21:52:47.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accident</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Just now at 2am was a nightmare to me. i got a call from &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;'s friend and he told me something that i don't wish to hear. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; had an accident! At that moment, i was lost, i thought it was just a dream. i thought it was a prank.But it wasn't. i feel like my heart is in my stomach when i heard that news.Everything that i did, went wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;i wanted to go to the hospital to see him badly, but its never possible for me to get out of the house in the middle of the night and i had to go to school in 4 hours time. the worry in me was so strong that i couldn't sleep throughout the night.i was like a zombie in school, couldn't stop my self from thinking about him.Was worried, sleepy, sad , and whatever else. i told him that I'm going to visit him and take care of him after my school end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;And yes, i did. So, i went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tampines&lt;/span&gt; interchange and get doughnuts to bring to his place. when i reach there ,i was dumbfounded looking at him with a fractured arm and "shifted" collarbone. i kept to myself for a moment because i can't imagine my life without him. seeing him like this got me worried like hell, what else if he goes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Touch wood&lt;/span&gt; la k. but all those did run through my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;roller coaster&lt;/span&gt; mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby.. do take good care of yourself alright baby. i miss you, and i still need you here with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; come and take care of you when ever i can alright baby. i need you to be strong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: i love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849343464050956301-7414298424411330432?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7414298424411330432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=7414298424411330432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/7414298424411330432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/7414298424411330432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/07/accident.html' title='Accident'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-979858056759786547</id><published>2008-07-01T23:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:53:45.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Oh god.. i can' t take this. i miss abah so much.Listening to this song, reminds me of him. i couldn't take control of my tears. i miss you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;(to listen: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;1) scroll down, pause the play list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;2) scroll up, play the video. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;its just the song with lyrics.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-87450766174592a1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=87450766174592a1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/979858056759786547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=979858056759786547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/979858056759786547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/979858056759786547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-miss-you.html' title='i miss you.'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-3236332737862068702</id><published>2008-06-29T22:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:55:31.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i did something selfish this morning. so i decided to make him something so that he would forgive me. i made him cupcakes. i was sick but yeah, whatever, i'd rather get forgiven rather than keep this fight going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SGeiGM5qC1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/b6pB0HjFH14/s1600-h/DSC00888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217316920757979986" style="WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="200" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SGeiGM5qC1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/b6pB0HjFH14/s200/DSC00888.JPG" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-baby, im sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&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/7849343464050956301-3236332737862068702?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3236332737862068702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=3236332737862068702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/3236332737862068702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/3236332737862068702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/06/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SGeiGM5qC1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/b6pB0HjFH14/s72-c/DSC00888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-3922585232237531465</id><published>2008-06-27T19:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T19:51:37.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Shop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; brought me to this ice-cream shop to eat ice-cream with waffle at simei.sooo hate the shop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Im so irritated with the worker,her customer service suck! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Well, i wanted to buy an ice-cream waffle . i told her nicely that i want waffle with mint ice-cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;she just look at me and jeling, she could at least say OK or nod her head OR smile! i was super irritated i purposely said WHAT THE F**K loudly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;then i went and sit beside &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Boyfie&lt;/span&gt;, i told him what happened. then he ask me to stop. and say something abt he works as an FnB too. bla bla bla. anger was lingering all over my body but i dun wish to argue coz i know it wont end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sialla... what the fuck. who cares if ur kedai is not like those high class restaurant. that doesn't mean you can give that face to the customer or even a bad service! we are the paying customer, u are the worker. so work like how u should! sorry ah, I'm not that kind of person to just shut my mouth when I'm not happy. serious sia.. kalau ada manager dier, pumpan tu dah kene rabak dah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm never gonna go to that kedai again ,though the waffle was nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Anyway, thanks &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;baybe&lt;/span&gt; for buying me the waffle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849343464050956301-3922585232237531465?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3922585232237531465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=3922585232237531465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/3922585232237531465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/3922585232237531465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/06/love-brought-me-to-this-ice-cream-shop.html' title='Stupid Shop!'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-6175637268073108162</id><published>2008-06-26T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T23:58:12.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iTude</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Baby, Thanks for buying me itude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Now we have the same!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;yey! haha! ok. im just happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-missing you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849343464050956301-6175637268073108162?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6175637268073108162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=6175637268073108162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/6175637268073108162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/6175637268073108162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/06/itude.html' title='iTude'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-7128783562456428713</id><published>2008-06-25T20:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:08:35.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Shopping! Yes. I shopped with dearest just now. Thanks baby for the sweater,hairband and the super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shiok&lt;/span&gt; drink! At last i got the sweater that i wanted. And baby, guess what, actually i love this Black sweater better then the other white sweater. i purposely ask u to choose which one you think i like and what would you get for me if i wasn't with you. Bingo! You chose the black one. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yey&lt;/span&gt;!  Your so clever. I'm touched that u know my taste well. And I'm happy that you get yourself a Tee, something useful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Having you to buy me this and the surprise u gave me at 12am was a great gift for our anniversary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I Love you Dear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SGJAjKRif7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/dEA0hnEVgz8/s1600-h/DSC00876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215802291245973426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SGJAjKRif7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/dEA0hnEVgz8/s200/DSC00876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SGJAi9L_77I/AAAAAAAAAEU/WBe_KpGaCb0/s1600-h/DSC00874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215802287733075890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SGJAi9L_77I/AAAAAAAAAEU/WBe_KpGaCb0/s200/DSC00874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SGJAjVUGN0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/B4yyhytaNng/s1600-h/DSC00878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215802294209492802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SGJAjVUGN0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/B4yyhytaNng/s200/DSC00878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-For the love we've shared...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SGI6Bri5fKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/5b0xdyS_dcI/s1600-h/DSC00874.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SGI6BlQJ29I/AAAAAAAAAEM/oLiQJbWG9IM/s1600-h/DSC00876.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/7849343464050956301-7128783562456428713?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7128783562456428713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=7128783562456428713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/7128783562456428713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/7128783562456428713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/06/thank-you-baby.html' title='Thank You Baby!'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SGJAjKRif7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/dEA0hnEVgz8/s72-c/DSC00876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-2253500883373538476</id><published>2008-06-24T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T22:20:27.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 30th Monthsary Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 year 6 month&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Dearest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm so happy to be with you despite all the shits that we have to face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He gave me a sweet surprise at 12am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ayu: Haha. u mesti takle bangun nye, to take da receipt..! (11.46pm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Love: Maybe, lau i tak angun i tk jumpa u k syg, i nid rest baby. (11.47pm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ayu: Haiya. i aru pk nk gv u a kis 4 our monthsary.(11.48pm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Love: Ala, u tk surprise langsunglah.(11.49pm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ayu: Haha. 2 bad.takpa ah. coz i tau. u wont wake up.takpa syg. i phm.(11.51pm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Love: Surprise me, men lyke surprises, yeah bb yeah.(11.52pm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ayu: Eh eh dekni. u patot surprise i. coz u didnt gv me anything on da dae i gv u my last gift 4 our 2 yrs. u lost it lagik ada. hw disappointing! (11.55pm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i was typing the anniversary wish halfway,and exactly 12 am. he called me... he asked me to look out the window!. he was there! yes he did surprise me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So in love with him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Once again, Happy 30th Baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thank you baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849343464050956301-2253500883373538476?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2253500883373538476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=2253500883373538476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/2253500883373538476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/2253500883373538476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-30th-monthsary-baby.html' title='Happy 30th Monthsary Baby!'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-469311468589086588</id><published>2008-06-22T19:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:12:48.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it Again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Whats wrong with me.. procrastination is all i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;procrastinate is my middle name,i think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;20th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Today is suppose to be the day for cousin outing, but some have silat and camps so, i Meet my &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; instead! wee~ sanggup bangun pagi just to teman me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;thanks darling. after that meet parents and babyboi ...we spent time at Ehub.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;makan at BBQ chicken.Sungguh Sedap.! Those who love chicken would love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;21th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Had soooo much fun. Gi town with &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;. its been quite sometime not going there. went there for a purpose, which was to find a baby black tee. at last.. don't have. who cares... it was fun after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;20th &amp;amp; 21st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SF5N05VAyoI/AAAAAAAAADc/7d_Z-eizv2E/s1600-h/love+on+bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214690989679102594" style="WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" height="193" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SF5N05VAyoI/AAAAAAAAADc/7d_Z-eizv2E/s200/love+on+bike.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SF5N1ldnHLI/AAAAAAAAAD0/tMakCJpcqAM/s1600-h/DSC00861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214691001526328498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SF5N1ldnHLI/AAAAAAAAAD0/tMakCJpcqAM/s200/DSC00861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SF5N1BH3fPI/AAAAAAAAADk/FXTaTy6Y9Xw/s1600-h/DSC00858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214690991771450610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SF5N1BH3fPI/AAAAAAAAADk/FXTaTy6Y9Xw/s200/DSC00858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SF5N1dzkGvI/AAAAAAAAADs/ar3spSWs1SQ/s1600-h/DSC00860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214690999470922482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SF5N1dzkGvI/AAAAAAAAADs/ar3spSWs1SQ/s200/DSC00860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SF5N1872pdI/AAAAAAAAAD8/nSn4KOO0zko/s1600-h/DSC00866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214691007827191250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SF5N1872pdI/AAAAAAAAAD8/nSn4KOO0zko/s200/DSC00866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;till then~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849343464050956301-469311468589086588?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/469311468589086588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=469311468589086588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/469311468589086588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/469311468589086588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-did-it-again.html' title='I did it Again...'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SF5N05VAyoI/AAAAAAAAADc/7d_Z-eizv2E/s72-c/love+on+bike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-4679755001662671538</id><published>2008-06-19T16:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:11:37.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I wish upon a star...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;- Go rollerskating with Love.&lt;br /&gt;- Go watch latest movie with Love&lt;br /&gt;- Go Swimming with Love&lt;br /&gt;- Eat Seoul Garden with Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;- Hoodies.(Thanks to baby).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 2 dresses&lt;br /&gt;- 2 Tee&lt;br /&gt;- 1 jeans&lt;br /&gt;- 1 heels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;- 1 slipper&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;- Rihanna Concert Live DvD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;- Revlon Colourstay Minerals Foundation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;- Cousins outing&lt;br /&gt;- To kill 'the kepokias' in my family.&lt;br /&gt;- To get away from the family.&lt;br /&gt;- Pay back my kakak sedara $100.&lt;br /&gt;- Love, attention, Money from parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;( the maroon ones are the granted wish)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849343464050956301-4679755001662671538?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4679755001662671538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=4679755001662671538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/4679755001662671538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/4679755001662671538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/06/wishes.html' title='Wishes'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-4964123783286834237</id><published>2008-06-17T23:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T00:10:13.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Squeezed into One.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#339999;"&gt;14th June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#339999;"&gt;Went to Hannah Montana Roadshow with sister. You might say we're childish.But who cares, there is still a kid inside us. HaHHa! It was fun. I got 11 3-D Goggles for the Hannah Montana Concert.Can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFfZzhYs5NI/AAAAAAAAAC0/6q_HgfKQls8/s1600-h/14062008258.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212874572863169746" style="WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" height="200" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFfZzhYs5NI/AAAAAAAAAC0/6q_HgfKQls8/s200/14062008258.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFfZy1rnrtI/AAAAAAAAACs/JFA7bPwSZS4/s1600-h/sista.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212874561131359954" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" height="178" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFfZy1rnrtI/AAAAAAAAACs/JFA7bPwSZS4/s200/sista.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#339999;"&gt;15th June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#339999;"&gt;Went out with &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Teman him go escorting pengantin with his "people". Super banyak la motor. Just to let you know, i hate bikes which makes loud irritating noises.i would swear those bikes like nobody business.But what the hack, had to keep my mouth shut on that day. just imagine there were more then 50 bikes..horning,perah-ing,shouting...asap all over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#339999;"&gt;dah la macam nak sakit. those pollution and noises making me more sick! but it was super fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#339999;"&gt;my first time. sure wanna do it again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFffT43sIoI/AAAAAAAAADU/a8f1ewXMGPA/s1600-h/DSC00846.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212880626481111682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFffT43sIoI/AAAAAAAAADU/a8f1ewXMGPA/s200/DSC00846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFffTgy7ouI/AAAAAAAAADM/qdQShlvACeY/s1600-h/DSC00844.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212880620018705122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFffTgy7ouI/AAAAAAAAADM/qdQShlvACeY/s200/DSC00844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFffTeVTbkI/AAAAAAAAADE/_oc4QL50iM4/s1600-h/DSC00842.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212880619357564482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFffTeVTbkI/AAAAAAAAADE/_oc4QL50iM4/s200/DSC00842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFffSDZpfBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jYaLUDuGtso/s1600-h/DSC00841.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212880594948160530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFffSDZpfBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jYaLUDuGtso/s200/DSC00841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#339999;"&gt;That's the clearest pic i have..ill upload more if i have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#339999;"&gt;Guess what. i was sick that night! High Fever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#339999;"&gt;very very High! Macam nak mati, takla bedek tuu..haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;p.s: Love, i miss u soo much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#339999;"&gt;That's all for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#339999;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;oddles yaw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849343464050956301-4964123783286834237?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4964123783286834237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=4964123783286834237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/4964123783286834237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/4964123783286834237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/06/all-squeezed-into-one.html' title='All Squeezed into One.'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFfZzhYs5NI/AAAAAAAAAC0/6q_HgfKQls8/s72-c/14062008258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-7016070619843258183</id><published>2008-06-13T00:07:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T00:53:12.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been Quite some Time..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Its been quite sometime not updating stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;so.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna summarise &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; into small-small paragraph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;That time when i was watching Star Movies. There's trial of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Spider man&lt;/span&gt; 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And there was this part where Peter Parker aunt said to him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" A Man Have To Put His &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wife First Before Himself."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i was like , oh my god. that was really true. and hopefully my future husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;will put me First before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;First of all.. i wanna thank &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shamira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for doing the blog skin before this new Skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;but it was too cramped up into one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;column&lt;/span&gt;, so i asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nureen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;since N&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ureen&lt;/span&gt; knows me better..she knew my taste. and she did it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thank you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Nureen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Shamira&lt;/span&gt; Was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; adorable. she was so scared that i didn't like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i like it but not to the extent of love. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; the kind of person who wants perfect,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;but i still &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Second...yesterday i went to meet Love. Just hang out at Starbucks with his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;After that meet mom at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Whitesands&lt;/span&gt; to eat since i haven eat since morning, and by then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;it was 6.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt; i got a cute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Lil&lt;/span&gt;' handmade rose,...which was done by Victor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;( Starbucks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Stirrer&lt;/span&gt; was the stem, Paper was the Rose) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFFMXzbWJUI/AAAAAAAAACE/TWGTK5eC-RY/s1600-h/DSC00818.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211030215669982530" style="CURSOR: hand" height="126" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFFMXzbWJUI/AAAAAAAAACE/TWGTK5eC-RY/s200/DSC00818.JPG" width="117" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt; Thanks Vic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Just now i went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Kenduri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Arwah&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;the moment i reach there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Hussien&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ajak&lt;/span&gt; me go TM, cause he wanted to get jeans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;so, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;singgah&lt;/span&gt; and meet love for awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i bought him a Hp &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;key chain&lt;/span&gt; .Alphabet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;key chain&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;He got A for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Ayuni&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Adli&lt;/span&gt;. I got Z for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Zabid&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Zaid&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Manage to capture a few pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFFPyL3mi-I/AAAAAAAAACM/k1hRYmUuaj4/s1600-h/DSC00833.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211033967442430946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFFPyL3mi-I/AAAAAAAAACM/k1hRYmUuaj4/s200/DSC00833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFFPygt3T-I/AAAAAAAAACU/2tcmdoNoCXs/s1600-h/DSC00836.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211033973038731234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFFPygt3T-I/AAAAAAAAACU/2tcmdoNoCXs/s200/DSC00836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFFPzOrjTTI/AAAAAAAAACc/q6M8xyk5xeY/s1600-h/Photography0426.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211033985377062194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFFPzOrjTTI/AAAAAAAAACc/q6M8xyk5xeY/s200/Photography0426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFFPzpusyOI/AAAAAAAAACk/teTS_JAav_8/s1600-h/DSC00826.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211033992638023906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFFPzpusyOI/AAAAAAAAACk/teTS_JAav_8/s200/DSC00826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFFPzpusyOI/AAAAAAAAACk/teTS_JAav_8/s1600-h/DSC00826.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;i need my bed so badly now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849343464050956301-7016070619843258183?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7016070619843258183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=7016070619843258183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/7016070619843258183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/7016070619843258183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-been-quite-some-time.html' title='Its been Quite some Time..'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFFMXzbWJUI/AAAAAAAAACE/TWGTK5eC-RY/s72-c/DSC00818.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-8904650988794444162</id><published>2008-06-08T03:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T00:23:33.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out And Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Had super fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Just got home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Went out with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kak lela,abg zizul, sis, kakak sedara and nizam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Places that we went...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Leisure park, Airport T3, Mustafa Centre and Simpang Bedok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;It was almost midnight and then my dad and my aunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;bodek2&lt;/span&gt; my abg sedara to bring us jalan2, since he's fetching his wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;so apa lagi, siap lincah kadok nyer kes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;malas nak pakai make-up, contact lens and whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;just slack to the core.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;here's some picture...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a picture speaks a thousand words&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SErnYFAOM_I/AAAAAAAAABU/f7kaxijGhqk/s1600-h/DSC00045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209230319853384690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SErnYFAOM_I/AAAAAAAAABU/f7kaxijGhqk/s200/DSC00045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SErnZYDiqfI/AAAAAAAAABc/MhI2PFHtJko/s1600-h/DSC00058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209230342147451378" style="WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" height="200" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SErnZYDiqfI/AAAAAAAAABc/MhI2PFHtJko/s200/DSC00058.jpg" width="195" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SErnb-hSlUI/AAAAAAAAABs/0aHRieiyguo/s1600-h/DSC00065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209230386832512322" style="WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="200" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SErnb-hSlUI/AAAAAAAAABs/0aHRieiyguo/s200/DSC00065.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SErndF2HFiI/AAAAAAAAAB0/htTt3ripaqw/s1600-h/DSC00066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209230405978756642" style="WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SErndF2HFiI/AAAAAAAAAB0/htTt3ripaqw/s200/DSC00066.jpg" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SFAKzZLfz7I/AAAAAAAAAB8/0V4QgLxo9ho/s1600-h/DSC00042.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SErnZ3-3GGI/AAAAAAAAABk/iwQyVHp86JA/s1600-h/DSC00059.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;thats all folks.&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/7849343464050956301-8904650988794444162?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8904650988794444162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=8904650988794444162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/8904650988794444162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/8904650988794444162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/06/outting.html' title='Out And Away'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SErnYFAOM_I/AAAAAAAAABU/f7kaxijGhqk/s72-c/DSC00045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-3145825564453960308</id><published>2008-06-05T18:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T00:26:27.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Hottie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SEe75R3J6SI/AAAAAAAAAA8/_mhLwlkIGjo/s1600-h/teuku-wisnu-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SEe77BLWGxI/AAAAAAAAABE/ufyn0RItL1E/s1600-h/teuku-wisnu-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208338116679965458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="200" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SEe77BLWGxI/AAAAAAAAABE/ufyn0RItL1E/s320/teuku-wisnu-7.jpg" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Teuku Wisnu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SEe79qPVj1I/AAAAAAAAABM/AoxER-6t1Ek/s1600-h/teuku-wisnu-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208338162062298962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="225" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SEe79qPVj1I/AAAAAAAAABM/AoxER-6t1Ek/s320/teuku-wisnu-8.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SEe7rIrdLZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1pREBSYAIjs/s1600-h/teuku-wisnu-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;he's such a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heartthrob.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;he is one hottie that i can never have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;if Love can adore &lt;strong&gt;Dayang Nurfaezah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i can adore &lt;strong&gt;Teuku!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7849343464050956301-3145825564453960308?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3145825564453960308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=3145825564453960308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/3145825564453960308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/3145825564453960308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/06/teuku.html' title='That Hottie!'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SEe77BLWGxI/AAAAAAAAABE/ufyn0RItL1E/s72-c/teuku-wisnu-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-4565203732954430900</id><published>2008-06-04T19:14:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T18:21:27.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SEZ-AMxS4GI/AAAAAAAAAAk/F42sSx5TxT8/s1600-h/Skyd286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207988560993640546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" height="244" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SEZ-AMxS4GI/AAAAAAAAAAk/F42sSx5TxT8/s320/Skyd286.jpg" width="379" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SEZ59__z_5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/tYhsULKg698/s1600-h/Skyd286.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Went out with Love yesterday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Though we didn't go and do much stuff such as watching movies or whatever yesterday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;but it was a blast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Being with him is all i want and need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Having him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of me eating dinner already makes me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Yesterday was the day he sang me With You-Chris Brown at esplanade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;i can't stop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;smiling&lt;/span&gt; throughout the whole song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;melting and keep having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;goosebumps&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;never gonna forget that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;its been quite sometime not meeting him. the feeling that i had yesterday was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;indescribable&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so in love again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Love, if you are reading this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;i just wanna tell you that everything is gonna be alright.&lt;br /&gt;ignore the shits, ignore the blames, ignore the hatred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;ignore everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;no one can pull us down. and i mean it,nobody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;hold on strong like how u always told me to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;we're gonna pull this through together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;i will always love you till the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;p.s: i love you boo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/7849343464050956301-4565203732954430900?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4565203732954430900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=4565203732954430900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/4565203732954430900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/4565203732954430900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/06/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SEZ-AMxS4GI/AAAAAAAAAAk/F42sSx5TxT8/s72-c/Skyd286.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-4253288473899813711</id><published>2008-06-01T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T22:50:10.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I just got back from chalet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;my god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;super super tired! the chalet is actually 4 days 3 nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;and i only stay over for 1 night... and tonight is the 3rd night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I'll update about the chalet soon. need my bed badly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849343464050956301-4253288473899813711?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-8164223445495548910</id><published>2008-05-30T00:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T00:20:46.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Penat la Kan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;i just got back from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kenduri&lt;/span&gt;. and its midnight again.&lt;br /&gt;another tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;saw all those faces that i don't wish to see. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ergh&lt;/span&gt;. disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;one of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kepokia&lt;/span&gt;..said that this person &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kepala&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;angin&lt;/span&gt; will never change.&lt;br /&gt;well, she should see who she is first before talking about others.&lt;br /&gt;her mouth is too much. i remember she saying that after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;arwah's&lt;/span&gt; gone,&lt;br /&gt;she wants to change. change &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kebabai&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mulut&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tetap&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;penuh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ngan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dosa&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now my mom brought my sister graduation picture because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;arwah's&lt;/span&gt; wife wants to see it. everybody wants to see it except for that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;kepokia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(the one i mentioned on top)&lt;br /&gt;she gave a dirty look and ignore that picture when people show it to her.&lt;br /&gt;i bet she's jealous. she's one &lt;strong&gt;arrogant&lt;/strong&gt; person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, highlight of the day.&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Urut&lt;/span&gt; session the kids have.&lt;br /&gt;Seven of my nieces went around the house and ask who wants &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;urut&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;at first it was free. suddenly they came up with this idea to ask us to pay.&lt;br /&gt;and pretend they open up this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;urut&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;first they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;urut&lt;/span&gt; one of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;auntie&lt;/span&gt;. and she paid &lt;strong&gt;$1 each.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second, my sis. &lt;strong&gt;$1 each&lt;/strong&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;third , me. but i only have to pay &lt;strong&gt;50 cents&lt;/strong&gt;. because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; still a student.&lt;br /&gt;its super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;shiok&lt;/span&gt; la.&lt;br /&gt;just imagine, u lie on this mattress and 7 people massage at different places.&lt;br /&gt;such as&lt;strong&gt; hands, legs, back and head.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;i also over heard that they want to open up a spa. traditional &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;urut&lt;/span&gt; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;how adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right, i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all for now. have to &lt;strong&gt;recharge my self for tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;have to wake up in the morning wrap presents for my nephew birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;then go raffles to order &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;balloons&lt;/span&gt;. and go aloha, decorate the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;so exited. but its gonna be another long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849343464050956301-8164223445495548910?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-8630465980679264117</id><published>2008-05-27T17:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T00:16:11.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Stop, Stop Punishing Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;yesterday was a &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hell day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;my love life is &lt;strong&gt;complicated.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;hate and anger is the word to discribe my family feelings towards &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;him. and that's his feelings towards my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;all this started ever since "that" happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;im not even allowed to meet him animore. but i really miss him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;so i risk it. but end up.some mulut murai..saw me on the bike with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;tak sempat pergi mana2 pun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;its different now.. last time.. i can just go out with him anytime im free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;now.. haram. i have to lie just to meet him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;and oh yah, the day before yesterdae. i dream about getting caught being with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;and it did happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;my dad ask my sis to send me to my aunt's place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;and there...i saw that mulut MURAI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;i just feel like punching her face. &lt;strong&gt;suka nar jaga tepi kain orang.kain sendiri tak terurus&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;grrr.so mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;my dad threw a solid toy on my leg. and the bruise is &lt;strong&gt;obvious&lt;/strong&gt;! that is just 0.01%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;of what i should get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;when i got home. he scream at my face. i see hell. i just deny that..that wasn't me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;swear and swear and swear and he sort of believe me. but i know he is stil doubting me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;yesterdae, he said this to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt; if one more time you lie to me, ayah akan sumpah adik. ayah tak kesah. i don't care if&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;i lose u!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my heart breaks into million pieces.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;well,let the rest of the story be a secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;first i lost my dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;second...i almost lost my boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;third i lost my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;fourth..i lost my sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;she wants to live on her own. she dont wants to know anithing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;or other words..nak enjoy,nak susah..apaper sendiri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;used to be so close. but i dun see it animore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;i have nobody now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;my secondary family? no way. i simply &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hate them to the core.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;im just so confuse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;if i have the money..i will leave this family for sure. go far far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;since they don't need me in this family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;i am no longer the daughter in the family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;so.. it doesnt matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;aniway...kakak..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;if you are reading this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS for your GRADUATION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;you've made ayah proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;atleast he got someone in the family to be proud of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849343464050956301-8630465980679264117?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8630465980679264117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=8630465980679264117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/8630465980679264117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/8630465980679264117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/05/punishment.html' title='Just Stop, Stop Punishing Me'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-5583672775910903671</id><published>2008-05-26T13:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T00:15:18.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiotic Bit*h</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday was such a tiring day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Woke up early in the morning to go my aunt's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;house. she's going umrah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;there were 1 van, 5 cars, 5 bikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;just to send her. im sure gonna miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;after that went to rumah arwah abah.And got home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;after midnight. super tired la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;but it was a fun day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;so many things is happening to my family in 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;first..me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;second.atiqah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;third.&lt;em&gt;abah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fourth.&lt;em&gt;mak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;talking about atiqah. ran away from home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;gosh..thats the most stupidest thing ever man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't know what the hell is wrong with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;yes, its true that she have low IQ. but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;common la.. such unappreaciative biatch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i face so much.. but i don't run!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she run just because of freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;FREEDOM HOTAK KAU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;she is my cousin. but what she did to this family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;make me hate her to the core.the first time she ran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;i found her. i took her home. second time. my uncle took her home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;third time, my sis found her, she took her home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;now.. gone with the wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;don't she read the newpaper, berita harian or whatever about abah?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;abah..he is the one who took care of her when she was small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mak&lt;/em&gt;.. she was the one who took care of her during her schooling years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;and yet she busted both!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;i swear she's gonna regret her whole life for what she did. &lt;em&gt;Abah&lt;/em&gt; took care of her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;.he gave her his everything.. but what she give in return? nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;she wasn't even there when dorang nak kebumikan abah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;she wasn't even there when &lt;em&gt;mak&lt;/em&gt; was at the airport going to umrah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;so cruel! i hate her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;infact, my cousin's hate her too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;ish.. if i see her. im gonna hit her with all my energy !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;i have the right to hit her. i am not her parents. but im her aunt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;(HER CLOSEST ONE SOMMORE!! ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;her parents gave me the authority to do things as long as its for her own good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;she run away three times...sikit pun tak kene sentuh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;bebual baik-baik pun tak guna. tangan jugak nak kene jalan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;k k.. im overreacting... (breathe in...breathe out...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;k im cool now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;please lah..who ever who know that idiot cousin of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;please ask her to come back&lt;/span&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/7849343464050956301-5583672775910903671?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5583672775910903671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=5583672775910903671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/5583672775910903671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/5583672775910903671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/05/tiring.html' title='Idiotic Bit*h'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-5445500408527909162</id><published>2008-05-24T15:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T15:19:23.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SDfAxe43d6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1NFr3vFeJJs/s1600-h/lloovve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203839850787600290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" height="203" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SDfAxe43d6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1NFr3vFeJJs/s320/lloovve.jpg" width="158" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy Anniversary my love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;its been &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 years and 5 mths&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; facing happiness and hardship together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;im glad that wé're strong as ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you&lt;/strong&gt; love!&lt;/span&gt;&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/7849343464050956301-5445500408527909162?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5445500408527909162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=5445500408527909162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/5445500408527909162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/5445500408527909162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JGZ7hO4sY6I/SDfAxe43d6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1NFr3vFeJJs/s72-c/lloovve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-1129574423193284688</id><published>2008-05-24T14:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T00:13:46.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He died as a hero.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I love him so much.&lt;br /&gt;forever i will.&lt;br /&gt;though now i lose him. he will always be fresh in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he is and forever will be a part of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he, my uncle. who passed away in a tragic way.&lt;br /&gt;he was in the N&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ewpaper&lt;/span&gt;, B&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;erita&lt;/span&gt; H&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;arian&lt;/span&gt; and Straits Time.&lt;br /&gt;the one who &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;drowned in the sea at marina south.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summary of it...&lt;br /&gt;his instruction saved my family lives. but he didn't survive&lt;br /&gt;tragic sinking. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in the boat there were 12 of my family members&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3 children. and 1 pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;my uncle has history of heart problem.&lt;br /&gt;he managed to yell out instruction to my family members and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;whistled&lt;/span&gt; his heart out till he's so weak.luckily. my &lt;em&gt;abg sedara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to hold him or else,i think he will lie there on the seabed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to know the story ..&lt;br /&gt;go read straits time page 1 and 2 (&lt;em&gt;home)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berita harian page 2.&lt;br /&gt;newpaper page 6 and 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ustaz who mandi kan jenazah.said that drowning is also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mati syahid&lt;/span&gt;. im somehow pleased to hear that.&lt;br /&gt;actually, yesterday was the day &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he suppose to go operation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heart thinggy, but he passed away before the operation .&lt;br /&gt;my grandfather said that, maybe he really doesn't want the operation.&lt;br /&gt;he's willing to go. last time, when his children and my uncles wanted&lt;br /&gt;to search a GOOD heart specialist, he scolded them. he don't want an&lt;br /&gt;operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so sad to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;i can never imagine how the victims feel.&lt;br /&gt;its just a big lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all this is happening too fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still can't believe it. i keep hearing his voice and imagining&lt;br /&gt;him walking around the house and smoking in my balcony.&lt;br /&gt;i remember the last time i saw him was&lt;br /&gt;at my house. we kindda argue cause&lt;br /&gt;he wanted to watch Animal Channel&lt;br /&gt;and i wanted to watch Sensasi.&lt;br /&gt;but at last he managed to make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the kenduri arwah.&lt;br /&gt;that was the last time for me to see his peaceful face.&lt;br /&gt;it that kind of situition, he still have a smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;that smile shows everything.&lt;br /&gt;he use to kiss my forehead all the time.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my first and my last kiss on his forehead&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;my first and last time to kiss his leg.&lt;br /&gt;i lose control of myself.i was so weak when i saw him yesterdae.&lt;br /&gt;when i kissed him. my aunt, dad, cousin had to hold me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's the closest uncle amoung all.&lt;br /&gt;i really love him. i miss him. everything about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you abah!&lt;br /&gt;may you rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you died as a hero. u saved 11 lives&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849343464050956301-1129574423193284688?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1129574423193284688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=1129574423193284688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a new life. a new blog. a new email.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a new everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my life has officially change to the worse.things happened..and i cant be the same like last time.I've lost my freedom.I've lost the trust from my parents. and i feel like I've lost my own dad.i feel disowned.i lost everything that I've got.i used to be the 'baby' in the family.money, love, care, happiness all showered on me. i got the attention more thenmy sister does.now.. all gone. a sudden change. so not ready for that.Was pampered for 15 years.. and suddenly..gone.i can never look back. I'm like a wilted flower.so hurt deep within.now..i have to work hard for my future. want to be successful.. no slacky-macky,dilly-dally and whatever else. im doing the best for us.if only..all this thing inside me would just come out as one word&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;dad..i want to be your 'baby' again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849343464050956301-4298562476401507379?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4298562476401507379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=4298562476401507379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/4298562476401507379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/4298562476401507379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/05/changes.html' title='.Changes.'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849343464050956301.post-2481779764802216948</id><published>2008-05-22T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T19:47:24.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pocketful of sunshine</title><content type='html'>the sun is on my side.&lt;br /&gt;take me for a ride.&lt;br /&gt;i look up to the sky.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll know i'll be alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849343464050956301-2481779764802216948?l=my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2481779764802216948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849343464050956301&amp;postID=2481779764802216948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/2481779764802216948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849343464050956301/posts/default/2481779764802216948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-bittersweet-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/05/pocketful-of-sunshine.html' title='pocketful of sunshine'/><author><name>wanting for more</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229820919630736941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
