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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-5176050990156179743.post-8647594376510378386</id><published>2009-11-07T21:44:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:16:09.502-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='h i a t u s'/><title type='text'>afterall,its ashlynn cinta.. the one that u once adore , love , and hate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Svep-NOMe7I/AAAAAAAAA3w/P6XgSAH0b54/s1600-h/black..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Svep-NOMe7I/AAAAAAAAA3w/P6XgSAH0b54/s400/black..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401973164220382130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;back from kenduri&lt;br /&gt;(07-11-09)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my last entry post for this  blog;&lt;br /&gt;will be gone or away for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it hurts me to feel this pain again &amp;amp; again.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts me to hear you say things again &amp;amp; again.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts me to hear people say things this &amp;amp; that,&lt;br /&gt;it hurts me to go through this again.&lt;br /&gt;it seems like nothing can be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna hear any story again.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wana hear u dating or having one night stand with a girl.&lt;br /&gt;you love ur girlfriend so much but ur leaving her bcos of people around.&lt;br /&gt;thats ur reason.&lt;br /&gt;and you dont even know whats have been really going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes people, is my life.&lt;br /&gt;i decide things, people can just give advise and cant force me to do this or that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you just dont respect me.&lt;br /&gt;call me names, as much as you  or people around want.&lt;br /&gt;call me a bitch, as much as you want.&lt;br /&gt;a slut?&lt;br /&gt;just name it.&lt;br /&gt;shoot it, bring it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive enough of all this thing.&lt;br /&gt;my heart feel so pain, really painful.&lt;br /&gt;hate me, love me?&lt;br /&gt;you decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna have a life with the one i love,&lt;br /&gt;far away from all this thing.&lt;br /&gt;who?&lt;br /&gt;who can it be?&lt;br /&gt;no one,? lifes still goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont own any enemy in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mark this;&lt;br /&gt;i dont fall in love easily.&lt;br /&gt;sorri people. this blog will be dead for now.&lt;br /&gt;so long, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-8647594376510378386?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8647594376510378386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-last-entry-post-for-this-blog-will.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/8647594376510378386'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-6388386702546304092</id><published>2009-11-07T01:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T05:09:01.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;time checked:&lt;br /&gt;2:36pm.&lt;br /&gt;its saturday today, a day that i gona thought i would spend my day with him earlier on  but i guess i'll be rotting at home.&lt;br /&gt;im stuck. i hate this feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna feel the love that ive once had before for him.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go down the dancefloor.&lt;br /&gt;and dance with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im just totally speechless now.&lt;br /&gt;i miss him.really.miss the old us.&lt;br /&gt;i was just thinking,&lt;br /&gt;what is he doing?&lt;br /&gt;is he dating with girls?&lt;br /&gt;holding hand and kissing with girls?&lt;br /&gt;talking on the phone with girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurt.&lt;br /&gt;like totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for your info people,&lt;br /&gt;he wasen in  a wrong.&lt;br /&gt;maybe our thinking fo one another is different.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad off to work i guess.mum still at work.&lt;br /&gt;and im at home with sister and babygirl.&lt;br /&gt;i went to the doctor the other day,&lt;br /&gt;and the doctor say that i have throut infection.lucky there wasen any sign of tb.&lt;br /&gt;due to.&lt;br /&gt;-smoking too much.&lt;br /&gt;-drinking too much cold water.&lt;br /&gt;-not enuff sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, whenever im gona cough im gona have this fear feeling.&lt;br /&gt;and ytd night, it was blood again.&lt;br /&gt;it was painful.&lt;br /&gt;zana was like yelling away and ask me to stop smoking.&lt;br /&gt;but i ignore...&lt;br /&gt;i refuse to eat my medicine too.&lt;br /&gt;down with fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;and will me somewhere you can find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-6388386702546304092?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6388386702546304092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-checked-236pm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6388386702546304092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6388386702546304092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SvQx_S0af1I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/zZnA6rmeEDY/s400/Pictures1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400996816577265490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i just got back from plaza singapura , had dinner over secret r with family accept for dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too full now, and feeling so angry and sad now.&lt;br /&gt;ive just finish my conversation with mum.&lt;br /&gt;and just as i got home,&lt;br /&gt;i was shocked to see someone facebook, status appeared single.&lt;br /&gt;personal msg,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Liars. hypocretes. used. mind gamed. play backed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;my feels proves me right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;here i am,gona spend my time blogging before i go off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People wonder, "are you still with roy",  " is he ur boyfriend?"&lt;br /&gt;proudly to say yes he is my boyfriend despite of all those up and down.&lt;br /&gt;i am a very very strong girl indeed.&lt;br /&gt;at times i do fall, i fall so hard but i keep feelings tomyself.&lt;br /&gt;i got no one to turn too. ive lost alot of people.&lt;br /&gt;i believe in love, u have to sacrifice something to gain something.&lt;br /&gt;some people who are deeply in love even throw away everything they had in life just for the sake of their boyfriend or girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;and ive once even say to my friend about a friend who did dat,&lt;br /&gt;" yela tgh bercinte mestila lupe kwn.cube kalau tk bercinta mesti carik kite balek".&lt;br /&gt;you know, i always think that this people are silly and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;but when it comes to me, for the first time in mylife.&lt;br /&gt;i did that. I throw away push away all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well you can say, &lt;b&gt;love is blind.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got alot alot of bad feedback.&lt;br /&gt;but i just smile and keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;at first i dont even care nor bother.&lt;br /&gt;everyone thought i live happily ever after with my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;you know, alot alot alot of people asked me this just as i started a new relationship with roy.&lt;br /&gt;1. hey, da tak dgn fad?&lt;br /&gt;2. hey da ade boyfriend baruu ehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;3.lynn im happy to see u finally  give someone a chance to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you know,  i never like dating.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even date with alot alot alot of guy.&lt;br /&gt;but roy was there when i fall right after i break off with fad.&lt;br /&gt;we are this lame called "ttm" before we're attached.&lt;br /&gt;and we're attached on 211009.&lt;br /&gt;we're so close, everything was going so well when we're friends.&lt;br /&gt;when we're in terms of t.t.m.&lt;br /&gt;but right after that,&lt;br /&gt;things didnt stay as how it does during the first start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres  alot of up n down.&lt;br /&gt;i cried everynight.&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel im appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first, i was deeply inlove with him.&lt;br /&gt;but im afraid to really commit bcos im afraid to feel the pain again.&lt;br /&gt;i love him so so much.&lt;br /&gt;but just as day passes by, things are going down the road.&lt;br /&gt;we're getting real shaky.&lt;br /&gt;just very very shaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you know,&lt;br /&gt;i keep things to myself .&lt;br /&gt;i am a strong girl indeed.&lt;br /&gt;you ppl can never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a mistake when i was with him.&lt;br /&gt;i club with no permission , in silence and got caught.once.&lt;br /&gt;i dance with a guy infront of him in anger. but i wasen officially his yet  at that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this two mistake ive made is a very very very big mistake for him.&lt;br /&gt;he always thought im a bitch ever since than.&lt;br /&gt;he always think that i will bitch behind his back.&lt;br /&gt;i'll turn slutty behind his back.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts me so so somuch when my boyfriend always think im doing that thing that i didnt do at all.&lt;br /&gt;i still smile, and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;but deep down inside i cried.&lt;br /&gt;hurt.&lt;br /&gt;the cut was just so deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel that we're really boyfriend and girlfriend after all.&lt;br /&gt;after thinking back and look at it.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt give it a best shot.&lt;br /&gt;but afterall, ive done alot of thing.&lt;br /&gt;ive tried my best.&lt;br /&gt;but not the very best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind sacrifice-ing for someone i love , for someone i am with.&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind getting all those bad name, bad feedback from people around.&lt;br /&gt;yes it do hurt.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont mind bcos im doing something for myself,&lt;br /&gt;for my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, for those who know me well...&lt;br /&gt;im well mixed with the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;im used to be social.&lt;br /&gt;im used to be around with guys, my guyfriends.&lt;br /&gt;but the thinking that he have towerds me is just so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i dont bother about other people.&lt;br /&gt;as i only bother about him.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont feel appreacited by someone at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost everyday, every second im with him.&lt;br /&gt;i always got all those scolding,all those idiot words came from him.&lt;br /&gt;a twinny winny thing can cause hatred feelings that he had fo me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still smile and continue on breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told me.&lt;br /&gt;he wanna be friends with me yesterday instead of being bf/gf.&lt;br /&gt;he told me he wanna marry me last few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;he used to tell me that no matter what, he still want to be with me.&lt;br /&gt;we'll go through everything together and face every thing togather.&lt;br /&gt;to even win my parents heart back.&lt;br /&gt;and now, his status appear to be single in facebook .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and where should i stand now?&lt;br /&gt;for once, it hurt me so deep.&lt;br /&gt;so so deep.&lt;br /&gt;i swear to god, ive tried my best.&lt;br /&gt;i swear , i didnt even played behind his back.&lt;br /&gt;but that dosen mean, im a great good girlfriend now.&lt;br /&gt;if i am a greatgood girlfriend now, this wont happen.&lt;br /&gt;and this mean, ive fail in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yet till today,&lt;br /&gt;he still think im like that.&lt;br /&gt;im feeling so hurt now.&lt;br /&gt;but i cant even cry.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts just so so much.&lt;br /&gt;yet very very deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SvQx_3EUSxI/AAAAAAAAA3g/kXc8_WhMCX4/s1600-h/us+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SvQx_3EUSxI/AAAAAAAAA3g/kXc8_WhMCX4/s400/us+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400996826307644178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to my dearest rofian if you are reading this.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt expect ytd to be our last meet up  &lt;b&gt;maybe&lt;/b&gt;, i tot i have a great good night but indeed i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;maybe what u said once to me is true.&lt;br /&gt;i dont deserve you.&lt;br /&gt;you dont deserve to get all this pain from me.&lt;br /&gt;ur facebook clearly show me that ure proud to be single.&lt;br /&gt;a minit u call love, another minit u call hatred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna be ur enemy.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna be a girl that u gona hate so much at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna say much.&lt;br /&gt;im speechless. im sad. im all torn apart. im angry. i dont feel appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i miss the first old us.&lt;br /&gt;the lovey dovey us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember the first time i cried infront of you.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe he wasen meant for me.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i wasen meant for him.&lt;br /&gt;but fo me, nothing in this world is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;is whether we want it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterall,&lt;br /&gt;i love you rofian.&lt;br /&gt;afterall, ive tried my best to commit after i left fadhli.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i would be a happy woman.&lt;br /&gt;who gona leave happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;but im wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not old lynn that people once knew when im with faizul for three years.&lt;br /&gt;ive changed so much when im with fadhli after faizul left me. 1yr2mth with him.&lt;br /&gt;and ive change alot and got a lot of improvement after fadhli left me when im with fian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when fadhli left you,&lt;br /&gt;you are a strong girl right lynn.&lt;br /&gt;and now, im sure u can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;if you think im a bitch,&lt;br /&gt;ure totally wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im gona miss you.&lt;br /&gt;miss the feeling of love.&lt;br /&gt;a love on e dancefloor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its complicated and confusing.&lt;br /&gt;why.why.why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-e9.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-7371721843577129515</id><published>2009-11-05T02:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T03:47:16.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SvKQRd_uDVI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/FUsiH2VfIcU/s1600-h/friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SvKQRd_uDVI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/FUsiH2VfIcU/s400/friend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400537532954709330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday update.&lt;br /&gt;since the girls wanted to meet shakz.. we went over for shakz arwah dad kenduri.&lt;br /&gt;reach her place arnd 7pluspm waited and waited for munnie.&lt;br /&gt;it have been some time we've last meet each other.&lt;br /&gt;afah cuden make it. the rest didnt even contact nor bother.&lt;br /&gt;and am glad dat shakz is doing kinda okayy.&lt;br /&gt;a lil catch up.&lt;br /&gt;and forever the non-stop laughing session.&lt;br /&gt;not to forget dearest syaqinah was there too.&lt;br /&gt;went off around nearly 11.&lt;br /&gt;and shall meet up with the girls pretty soon,&lt;br /&gt;but when.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;im always the free woman now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;maklumla tk bekerja mah now&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;i love and miss you girls so much.&lt;br /&gt;pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SvKQROF-wbI/AAAAAAAAA3I/ISmH9TXWnJA/s1600-h/us12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SvKQROF-wbI/AAAAAAAAA3I/ISmH9TXWnJA/s400/us12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400537528686002610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SvKQQhRaBkI/AAAAAAAAA3A/jeeVeIJVj-U/s1600-h/us6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SvKQQhRaBkI/AAAAAAAAA3A/jeeVeIJVj-U/s400/us6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400537516654331458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SvKPg5uL1zI/AAAAAAAAA24/eCICbtYPPPw/s1600-h/us5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SvKPg5uL1zI/AAAAAAAAA24/eCICbtYPPPw/s400/us5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400536698583766834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SvKPgdZyIII/AAAAAAAAA2w/3puOlJO-dF8/s1600-h/us3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SvKPgdZyIII/AAAAAAAAA2w/3puOlJO-dF8/s400/us3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400536690982002818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SvKPgHjmsGI/AAAAAAAAA2o/uU6GNwJHvzY/s1600-h/us4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SvKPgHjmsGI/AAAAAAAAA2o/uU6GNwJHvzY/s400/us4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400536685117616226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SvKPf4rBtdI/AAAAAAAAA2g/xi5s5zqbuAE/s1600-h/us2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SvKPf4rBtdI/AAAAAAAAA2g/xi5s5zqbuAE/s400/us2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400536681122215378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SvKPfrxKEII/AAAAAAAAA2Y/i40TfNtVM3c/s1600-h/Pictures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SvKPfrxKEII/AAAAAAAAA2Y/i40TfNtVM3c/s400/Pictures.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400536677658267778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay dah-dah.&lt;br /&gt;dats all.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SvJ_LOUFZnI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/3y1F47fsTq4/s1600-h/me+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SvJ_LOUFZnI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/3y1F47fsTq4/s400/me+love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400518733968270962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;like i always wonder,  if this is really true love.&lt;br /&gt;if this is really love.&lt;br /&gt;whether u really love me.&lt;br /&gt;vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts me so much when i cried.&lt;br /&gt;but i always told myself, everything will be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can never know how i feel deep down inside.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe i dont feel you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: its blood again. i need the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-7371721843577129515?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7371721843577129515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/like-i-always-wonder-if-this-is-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/7371721843577129515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/7371721843577129515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/like-i-always-wonder-if-this-is-really.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SvKQRd_uDVI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/FUsiH2VfIcU/s72-c/friend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-2404860242246894549</id><published>2009-11-03T12:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T00:44:15.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was shock when i cough out and i saw blood.&lt;br /&gt;yes blood.&lt;br /&gt;red red blood,like alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-2404860242246894549?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2404860242246894549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-was-shock-when-i-cough-out-and-i-saw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/2404860242246894549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/2404860242246894549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-was-shock-when-i-cough-out-and-i-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-7077211067743343742</id><published>2009-11-02T10:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T10:44:01.607-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;011109&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;was having gathering for granny 72th birthday on mum side.&lt;br /&gt;and  got a call from mama ati,&lt;br /&gt;it was very shocked news tho that papa usop just pass away on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may u rest in peace papa usop.&lt;br /&gt;and the last time i see him and talked to him was on his 50th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;he called me and talked to me regarding some family issue.&lt;br /&gt;you know, they are the closest to mum and dad.&lt;br /&gt;it was really sad tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i just got back.&lt;br /&gt;im tired now and need some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Idk why his giving me attitude.&lt;br /&gt;hurt.hurt.speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw to this someone,&lt;br /&gt;i really really really hate you so much.&lt;br /&gt;seriously i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;all the best anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girls, please take care of ur boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;dont let ur boyfriend play behind ur back or fuck other girls behind ur back.&lt;br /&gt;does that call love then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this dosen refer to my dearest .&lt;br /&gt;but well this is common now adays .dont you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-7077211067743343742?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7077211067743343742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/011109-was-having-gathering-for-granny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/7077211067743343742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/7077211067743343742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/011109-was-having-gathering-for-granny.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-4152021134407781176</id><published>2009-11-01T00:22:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T01:21:58.404-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Su0UweCe5ZI/AAAAAAAAA2I/k9sD3-_AsQU/s1600-h/kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Su0UweCe5ZI/AAAAAAAAA2I/k9sD3-_AsQU/s320/kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398994351216846226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;saturday.&lt;br /&gt;he was working in saturday. and since his bike were park at my carpark..&lt;br /&gt;and he have to go home to get his bike key and come down to my plc,&lt;br /&gt;i pick him up under his void-deck.than bused down to my plc to take his bike.&lt;br /&gt;it was raining cats n dog.&lt;br /&gt;loud storm.&lt;br /&gt;but still, i went over to his plc to pick him up.&lt;br /&gt;and just b4 i left home,i was in tears.&lt;br /&gt;i was so sad.&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel appreciated at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday.&lt;br /&gt;Went  out of the house at 4plus pm.&lt;br /&gt;went to far east plaza and had early dinner at  nana thai with dearest.&lt;br /&gt;just as we step out far east, it was raining so heavily.&lt;br /&gt;damn heavy i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;and helmet were hang on dearest bike.&lt;br /&gt;it means that, helmet gona be very very wet and full with rain water lor.&lt;br /&gt;gah!&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the rain to stop, went over to ion armani exchange.&lt;br /&gt;do some shopping there with dearest and somehow i am very very very geram giler to see theres another colour of the orange top that i bought at vivo ax. i tell you, vivo ax top will only display one colour while ion ax will have 2 - 3 colours . geram giler or what.&lt;br /&gt;get a top at mng.thanks dearest.&lt;br /&gt;and it was a last minit plan to hit the club.&lt;br /&gt;friday night?i have to say my first time hiting the club on friday night.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went off from town at 10plus .over to my plc to get my heels cause i was wearing high heel slippers.&lt;br /&gt;then down to powerhouse.&lt;br /&gt;it was raining heavily just as we reached kitchen station.&lt;br /&gt;rainy day. bad day. but once we're in and we'r out, no more rain already.&lt;br /&gt;so, it means that helmet are wet like againnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!&lt;br /&gt;gahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went we're queing , i was happy that i hear rnb song cause we both tot that it gona be HIS song.&lt;br /&gt;house. my godd. but when we're in,&lt;br /&gt;told you. it was fucking bored cause it was halloween idk what.and the songs were damn bored accept for some song that we're deeply in loe happily dancing away.&lt;br /&gt;dearest working-mate were inside there.met them forawhile b4 they went off.&lt;br /&gt;left me and dearest.&lt;br /&gt;dance, dance , dance.&lt;br /&gt;arnd 2plus 3 we went off,getting bored with the song and the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Su0QZ-1zjOI/AAAAAAAAA2A/8GpK-Xud_Fg/s1600-h/ax+guy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Su0QZ-1zjOI/AAAAAAAAA2A/8GpK-Xud_Fg/s320/ax+guy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398989566838541538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Su0QFX_e5cI/AAAAAAAAA14/uK22sXdgqdg/s1600-h/on+e+dancefloor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Su0QFX_e5cI/AAAAAAAAA14/uK22sXdgqdg/s320/on+e+dancefloor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398989212812764610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah (:&lt;br /&gt;i did enjoy my day with dearest.it was 4pm-4am day with him.&lt;br /&gt;tiring and fun even tho at times it was&lt;br /&gt;b&lt;br /&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;r&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;n&lt;br /&gt;g&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;been so long we've last spend our day like this.&lt;br /&gt;only if the feelings would stay on,&lt;br /&gt;it would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday.&lt;br /&gt;went out at 7plus pm to meet dearest at arab st since he'll be picking me from there.&lt;br /&gt;got disturb by this cb keling pundek in e bus.&lt;br /&gt;i was so scared i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;dearest say i look diff and so wasen me on dat day.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;all those argument as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;went to find work over marina.&lt;br /&gt;meet up with afah baby.&lt;br /&gt;been so long than.&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry honey.&lt;br /&gt;i know what ure trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;i feel guilty somehow,idk why.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Su0OaIi1jbI/AAAAAAAAA1o/RI5tVd03oc4/s1600-h/afah+n+lynn+part+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Su0OaIi1jbI/AAAAAAAAA1o/RI5tVd03oc4/s320/afah+n+lynn+part+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398987370420080050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Su0Nlv_z0eI/AAAAAAAAA1g/q2Y_Z9krqA0/s1600-h/us+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Su0Nlv_z0eI/AAAAAAAAA1g/q2Y_Z9krqA0/s320/us+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398986470477517282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Su0NlQxSeDI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/oay_-IO7AMU/s1600-h/afah+n+lynn+part+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Su0NlQxSeDI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/oay_-IO7AMU/s320/afah+n+lynn+part+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398986462095112242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Su0Nlv_z0eI/AAAAAAAAA1g/q2Y_Z9krqA0/s1600-h/us+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Su0Nlv_z0eI/AAAAAAAAA1g/q2Y_Z9krqA0/s320/us+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398986470477517282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Su0Nk3k0uSI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/wJ0WWVzykhg/s1600-h/afah+n+lynn+part+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Su0Nk3k0uSI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/wJ0WWVzykhg/s320/afah+n+lynn+part+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398986455331944738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures with sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Su0NktoVdJI/AAAAAAAAA1I/H9NIiyzrOdE/s1600-h/wannie+lynn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Su0NktoVdJI/AAAAAAAAA1I/H9NIiyzrOdE/s320/wannie+lynn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398986452662318226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are making me feel so lazy for now.&lt;br /&gt;for this and that.&lt;br /&gt;when can things end and get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday.&lt;br /&gt;going off to granny plc over amk for some celebration.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait !&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling so giddy right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-4152021134407781176?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4152021134407781176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/4152021134407781176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/4152021134407781176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Su0UweCe5ZI/AAAAAAAAA2I/k9sD3-_AsQU/s72-c/kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-6017778309952039896</id><published>2009-10-30T03:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T05:02:37.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Suqrl7R8r_I/AAAAAAAAA1A/8DBpquWAu3w/s1600-h/me+alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Suqrl7R8r_I/AAAAAAAAA1A/8DBpquWAu3w/s320/me+alone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398315771413442546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe i deserve to face all this thing that had happen in n my life. Readers might always been wondering,"when can i see her happy.when can i see beautiful colours in her life n blog, her happy life and all". (: Readers who keep track about my life in my blog, previous blog and all those old blog.. people might say im a strong girl. But seriously, its never easy to face all this thing. The only person who can understand what i actually want and how much hurt or happy i am is only me. Sometimes in life, u just have to fake things .&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i am very very very degil. I never give up on the things that i want.On the things that i want to find out . How silly or ugly i may look, i never ever give up.&lt;br /&gt;Sampai org kate,"berbueh org nasihatkan kau tapi kau tknk dgr. Niairi kau ckp ni,tapi the next day kau buat lain". Alot alot of people say that to me. People who love me and dont want to see me suffer always gave advise.But it hurt and sadden them so much when i didnt even heed their advise.&lt;br /&gt;And the silly thing that i've done recently is going m.i.a from everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I know this is so hurtful.So not the right thing to do, i receive all those words like sombong la and all those etc from friends, i simply just ignore and just smile. Deep in my heart, i know what im doing.&lt;br /&gt;People say,sometimes u need so sacrifices something in ur life to gain something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah, things are making my head spin like hell right now.&lt;br /&gt;But here im blogging,and smile-ing away looking back at how lifes have been for me.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Right now, im half way through my journey. Sooner or later i know i'll get out from this trap oh feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People change so much for love dosen they?&lt;br /&gt;Love can always make us really go gugu-gaga right.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;ive quit all those silly things ive done before in the past.all those few years back.&lt;br /&gt;I know, ive change alot .. in a way , a good thing in my life.&lt;br /&gt;patience is there in me, i a am a very very very patience girl now.&lt;br /&gt;instead of the used to be hot tempered lynn last time.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;but can you just see it.?&lt;br /&gt;see what ive sacrifices and the changes in me.?&lt;br /&gt;bad to good.&lt;br /&gt;do you see that?&lt;br /&gt;no ?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how nice if you can see how my heart and the inner side of me is like.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;everyone make silly mistake.&lt;br /&gt;and im not the kind of person who would stay, just want to make used of people.&lt;br /&gt;or play arnd with people feelings.&lt;br /&gt;that is so wasen me.&lt;br /&gt;ilove&lt;b&gt;you.&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;will be back alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-6017778309952039896?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6017778309952039896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/maybe-i-deserve-to-face-all-this-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6017778309952039896'/><link 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hello lovely-readers.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry im so moody today and i got no mood to update.&lt;br /&gt;maybe at the end of this week, or tomorrow or whatsoever than i'll find a time to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moody.&lt;br /&gt;moody.&lt;br /&gt;very moody.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously,gahhhhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be back anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;stay tune okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SulOG-UcOpI/AAAAAAAAA04/ki3PkhuyBFs/s1600-h/ur+gf+can.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SulOG-UcOpI/AAAAAAAAA04/ki3PkhuyBFs/s320/ur+gf+can.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397931510095166098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hello im ashlynn.&lt;br /&gt;hehehhehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for those who've just broke-up with their boyfriend/girlfriend,&lt;br /&gt;or for those who've just started of with a new relationship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whats yours will always be yours.&lt;br /&gt;and goodluck yea.&lt;br /&gt;whats mine than?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-6530219387568008231?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SulOG-UcOpI/AAAAAAAAA04/ki3PkhuyBFs/s72-c/ur+gf+can.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-6510244770052553658</id><published>2009-10-28T09:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T09:19:22.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SuhD9xIZEII/AAAAAAAAA0o/I3kik42OHaU/s1600-h/ur+gf+can.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SuhD9xIZEII/AAAAAAAAA0o/I3kik42OHaU/s400/ur+gf+can.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397638881843155074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;okay.hie.&lt;br /&gt;im very very moody t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oday.&lt;br /&gt;i got no mood today.&lt;br /&gt;at all.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;no mood.&lt;br /&gt;no moood.&lt;br /&gt;no mood!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;pictures of today.&lt;br /&gt;i really need a new job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SuhDzBvGc4I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/Y0FC9PgLuWc/s1600-h/ASHlynn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SuhDzBvGc4I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/Y0FC9PgLuWc/s400/ASHlynn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397638697321919362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SuhDzrviW-I/AAAAAAAAA0g/E7qtgsJkB9M/s1600-h/wannie+lynn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SuhDzrviW-I/AAAAAAAAA0g/E7qtgsJkB9M/s400/wannie+lynn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397638708598037474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ilove myhair alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-6510244770052553658?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6510244770052553658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6510244770052553658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6510244770052553658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SuhD9xIZEII/AAAAAAAAA0o/I3kik42OHaU/s72-c/ur+gf+can.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-6809842664032012086</id><published>2009-10-27T01:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T01:50:31.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SuaFedKny8I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/r8-qzv4JCQk/s1600-h/babylove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SuaFedKny8I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/r8-qzv4JCQk/s400/babylove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397147961721867202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;it hurt me so much when u say,&lt;br /&gt;" lucky ure not my girlfriend now "&lt;br /&gt;tears fall right after u said that, and i just cant stop crying and crying.&lt;br /&gt;why? why now, why the sudden words?&lt;br /&gt;everything was going smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;and i am trying my best to  bring us back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive just mention..&lt;br /&gt;it have been so long uve last tell me u misses me so much,&lt;br /&gt;i was very very happy you know.&lt;br /&gt;even tho i am very very sad in the inside.&lt;br /&gt;i miss everything about you.&lt;br /&gt;but now you said that on the phone directly like that.&lt;br /&gt;what are you trying to say?&lt;br /&gt;trying to tell me?&lt;br /&gt;when u change ur status to single,right till now,&lt;br /&gt;do u really mean it  right after what uve said to me baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else im supposed to do after all of the things that ive done and sacrifice alot just for you and our relationship.?&lt;br /&gt;i didnt asked much, but cant you even just see what ive done?&lt;br /&gt;see the change in me baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what you've been thinking about me is just so so wrong baby.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even fling behind ur back or have any intention of doing that.&lt;br /&gt;baby, its something that i really didnt do.&lt;br /&gt;figure out what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hurts me really.&lt;br /&gt;and i just cant stop crying now.&lt;br /&gt;no one, can feel what i really feel deep inside my heart.&lt;br /&gt;what i really been through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when im sad, and cry and cry and cry.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even have a shoulder to lean on even tho ure by my side, even ure on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-6809842664032012086?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6809842664032012086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-hurt-me-so-much-when-u-say-lucky-ure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6809842664032012086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6809842664032012086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-hurt-me-so-much-when-u-say-lucky-ure.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SuaFedKny8I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/r8-qzv4JCQk/s72-c/babylove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-6718820067561551659</id><published>2009-10-26T02:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T02:19:58.218-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;sometimes , some people are proud to say that they are single when they are actually attached. and sometimes, some people are proud to say that they are single right after break up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true or not.&lt;br /&gt;this thing have been coming across me recently when i just realize this shit is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i always wanted to go to blogger.&lt;br /&gt;and continue blogging.&lt;br /&gt;but something is pulling me BACK..&lt;br /&gt;than when i wanna start blogging or updating, i'll go blank!&lt;br /&gt;really. haiya...&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;sooner or later,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back blogging okay.&lt;br /&gt;for sure i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;anyway, it have been sometime..&lt;br /&gt;ive last hear him say..&lt;br /&gt;he misses me.&lt;br /&gt;and somehow when he say,&lt;br /&gt;"u jgn nak mentel eh" otf few minits ago was cute.&lt;br /&gt;been so long than.&lt;br /&gt;will things be back like per-normal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-6718820067561551659?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6718820067561551659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/sometimes-some-people-are-proud-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6718820067561551659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6718820067561551659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/sometimes-some-people-are-proud-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-8197654428568002689</id><published>2009-10-24T07:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T02:24:33.747-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SuLfMDh3dmI/AAAAAAAAA0I/fY2FQOEZPzE/s1600-h/Armani+exchange.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SuLfMDh3dmI/AAAAAAAAA0I/fY2FQOEZPzE/s400/Armani+exchange.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396120701742052962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as u can see my blog are no longer private now.&lt;br /&gt;and anyway, im back from OVERSEAS?HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-8197654428568002689?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SuLfMDh3dmI/AAAAAAAAA0I/fY2FQOEZPzE/s72-c/Armani+exchange.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-5687806929225753597</id><published>2009-10-20T04:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T04:31:00.128-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;many things happen along the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;too many things to note down, just too many things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whats life without all those ups and down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but mine was terrible. i just dont know how to explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;maybe im the one who put myself in a mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;things just wont end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tomorrow marked our 1monthsary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yeah , just a new born baby. for you, 1monthsary might be like, "alaaahhh kental nye baru 1mth". but seriously, being ttm is much more diff when we're togather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;many many things happen in our relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;good to bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bad to good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;good to bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bad to worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just so many ups and down. And through all those ups and down, i cant deny that my relationship with roy is much much way different from what i ever experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;u might say im silly , to continue this relationship or whatever. But you people cant never know what i feel. We are really in a rocky right now. I was in anger and cant tolerate much more ytd to even asked for a break-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;look at my life now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i feel as if i have nobody, bcos he have always be there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i lost alot of friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;family? i dont wanna say much abt that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;eVerything i do, reminds me of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here and there, on the road. EVerywhere. Even food, my room. anywhere name it, we are always togather at once second and cant eVen let go of each other for a minit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;now things is fading away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im left with nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i need an air to breathe. i need some place to be alone for the time being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im just lost. and i dont know whats my life gona be in time to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont need another men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;or search for another men,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;eVen tho if we're really seperated, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;losing alot of people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i just wanna be alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to my dearest boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;u can haVe every words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but i just wanna tell you that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when im with u, im totally someone different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and ive never eVer gaVe up tho we been tru alot of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but if u think, there's someone else deserVe you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rather than me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'll be just fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and to all those msges that ive sent to my friends earlier on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im not going abroad or whateVer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but do remember me when im gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;misses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and on the other hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ive quit my job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6mth ive been over dhl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for sure, im gona miss everyone there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-5687806929225753597?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5687806929225753597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/many-things-happen-along-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/5687806929225753597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/5687806929225753597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/many-things-happen-along-way.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-2157296855057590211</id><published>2009-10-06T07:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T07:16:02.464-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i just feel that this keepon happening again and again.Things are getting much more worser for me. Never been good or better.&lt;br /&gt;I know, ive been going m.i.a from everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Can i just say i miss everyone of you.&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are changing now.Just everything.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel that im lost right now.&lt;br /&gt;like totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying wont solve any problem.&lt;br /&gt;But thats the least i can do. Am just feeling totally restless.&lt;br /&gt;cant even think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be just fine . pretending im not.&lt;br /&gt;Worse come to worse,&lt;br /&gt;im still with my boyfriend, dearest muhammad rofian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my life are like those movie drama.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-2157296855057590211?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2157296855057590211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-just-feel-that-this-keepon-happening.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/2157296855057590211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/2157296855057590211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-just-feel-that-this-keepon-happening.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-2841894511559419026</id><published>2009-09-26T09:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T09:37:15.694-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;kepada semua org-org yang selalu pegi kat website ni tapi tkde update je kan, mintak maaf ye banyak-banyak. kite busy keje la awak, plus comp down laa (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so sinceee saye skg da kat page niii, saye blog sikit-sikit okayy (: sorryyy yee .hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;time checked: 9:32pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;im over at fadilah , cousin place for jalan rayaaaa. Her new born baby was cute.alhamdulillahhh (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;short n simple; life have been up and down. But im still with baby of cause. Actually i got lotsaaaa things to update but im rushing here. Cant wait to meet baby later for midnight movieeee!!!!!! yey yey yey!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and i hope everything gona be fine between you &amp;amp; me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;b, i love youuu sooo soo much k .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dont leave me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and to all, thanks for ur wishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-2841894511559419026?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2841894511559419026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/kepada-semua-org-org-yang-selalu-pegi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/2841894511559419026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/2841894511559419026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/kepada-semua-org-org-yang-selalu-pegi.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-6028867734881440076</id><published>2009-09-22T12:22:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T13:13:17.993-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SrkCdmWUxTI/AAAAAAAAAz4/Xwev-lDUCKw/s1600-h/me2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SrkCdmWUxTI/AAAAAAAAAz4/Xwev-lDUCKw/s400/me2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384337537031783730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;time checked:1250am now.&lt;br /&gt;blogger its being a bitch and facebook is being like pussy.&lt;br /&gt;just lag like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i just got from work at 1150 around there.Am just totally shagged now. I force myself to go to work.My mind was just being disturbed. It been so long i felt crazy. Crazy over love, love like this that i have. It seems like boyfriend is leaving me. He've been ignoring my msges and call and im just really sad and just veryvery sad. At times i just cant forgive myself for hurting him.  But ive realise my mistake. I love him so much. And when im starting to change, things just wont allow me to prove to the other party that i can be a good gf in my next r's. Sigh.what im suppose to do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having a badheadache now.&lt;br /&gt;just too much thinking, worries and feeling guilty plus stress.&lt;br /&gt;seriously it have been long, since ive last felt this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was early for work just now.&lt;br /&gt;reason bcos i cabbed down to pasir ris and took the train frm there to my work place. My colleage have been asking me, why i look so tired and sad. I didnt even talk to any of them accept for cheryl. When they asked me, i just keep quiet and do my work.I was on my mp3 all the way from 6-8.00. can u just imagine that. the more im feeling giddy than.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calls and msges have yet to be reply from dearest.&lt;br /&gt;im just so sad.&lt;br /&gt;i talked to cheryl, told her how much i miss him. been talking abt him and i just do feel good. I feel like going out from work, just so stress on it.&lt;br /&gt;but still, at the end of the day; i smile bcos i manage to hit my target  .&lt;br /&gt;0.72 and its already above 0.7&lt;br /&gt;im happy for myself and hopefully i can do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out of work at 1045am alone,&lt;br /&gt;just when i went step out..i just hope that i will be seeing a gileria bike waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;my baby. :(&lt;br /&gt;but nahh :(&lt;br /&gt;walk home alone while cheryl stay and went home with the rest of my working mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the train.&lt;br /&gt;the bus ride just make me feel giddy.&lt;br /&gt;the mp3 song that is played, make me feel just so sad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whenever i checked my hp,&lt;br /&gt;no msges or call from him.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should i do now?&lt;br /&gt;its this going away baby.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;please forgive me. i need you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;anyway, heres a lil update b4 im off to bad.i cant tolerate this stupid headache already.&lt;br /&gt;1st day of raya, was okay. I didnt get much duit raya. Dosen even reach 20bucks okay! :( but im happy when i was over amk, mum side. all those kecoh sedare-mare and all my cousin. Kecoh gilerrrrr. and kak enna and boiboi was there.!&lt;br /&gt;very happy!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than off to bukit batok.dad side.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much.im not close with them. And my mood was totally down.&lt;br /&gt;actually i dont feel like celebrating raya. i mean, the mood wasen really there.&lt;br /&gt;than, thats all.&lt;br /&gt;im lazy to update.&lt;br /&gt;and i guess that will be all.&lt;br /&gt;pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SrkCc_UYuWI/AAAAAAAAAzw/wWE0GW8doyM/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Srj9_8XYIeI/AAAAAAAAAxI/shQT9MzTAyk/s400/DSC00848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384332629499191778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Srj9-kYXonI/AAAAAAAAAxA/UODd4hyB2KU/s1600-h/DSC00852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Srj9-kYXonI/AAAAAAAAAxA/UODd4hyB2KU/s400/DSC00852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384332605881033330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Srj9-CWE09I/AAAAAAAAAw4/qpf9U8YnIyM/s1600-h/DSC00855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Srj9-CWE09I/AAAAAAAAAw4/qpf9U8YnIyM/s400/DSC00855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384332596744606674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Srj99V7JEYI/AAAAAAAAAww/_zDO_mRrf8s/s1600-h/shakz+n+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Srj99V7JEYI/AAAAAAAAAww/_zDO_mRrf8s/s400/shakz+n+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384332584820478338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done.&lt;br /&gt;baby,please forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="UIIntentionalStory_Header"&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;                 &lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/muhammad.rofian?ref=mf" onclick="'ft("&gt;Muhammad Rofian&lt;/a&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;.baby i love you!but i refuse to stay...paying for HIS mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;facebook. what you mean by this.&lt;br /&gt;and girls been giving you weird comment on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;tell me .&lt;br /&gt;whats next.&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou.please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-6028867734881440076?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6028867734881440076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-checked1250am-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6028867734881440076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6028867734881440076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-checked1250am-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SrkCdmWUxTI/AAAAAAAAAz4/Xwev-lDUCKw/s72-c/me2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-5734574338899700609</id><published>2009-09-22T01:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T02:32:33.601-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SrhoAqfrgHI/AAAAAAAAAwo/lz4UnNDVXKk/s1600-h/kisses2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SrhoAqfrgHI/AAAAAAAAAwo/lz4UnNDVXKk/s400/kisses2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384167715137880178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Love like this.&lt;br /&gt;This might be a shocking news to some of you.  That you can never imagine that we can be together. And so here is the story ,that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gona&lt;/span&gt; update . It might be kinda long post and if you people think its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gona&lt;/span&gt; be a waste of time reading, click the x button on the right hand side okay. (:&lt;br /&gt;As mention, this guy here i know was four years back than. To make it short, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;keepon&lt;/span&gt; lost contact here and there and yeah, we kip in contact back like again starting from this year.and only get to see each other and getting closer and closer this year.&lt;br /&gt;all along, we're just like girlfriend and boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;we're like , what you called it, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ttm&lt;/span&gt;?yeah.&lt;br /&gt;but we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wasen&lt;/span&gt; officially together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the first starting, it was hard for me to love someone.&lt;br /&gt;After the ex boyfriend leave me. i told myself i wont allow another men to enter my life.&lt;br /&gt;but i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I only decided to meet him, this year . and yeah, i still remember i cry like mad when i was talking to him when the ex bf says shit that hurt me so deep. The beginning of our contact. he was there, there for me and talked to me. I went out with him and his friends and my friends, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sheesha&lt;/span&gt;, clubbing,chill.name it just everywhere ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later, the love started to develop.&lt;br /&gt;Our relationship started to get closer.&lt;br /&gt;But fighting is a never ending story in our relationship that's called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ttm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i cant lie to myself that at times i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know when this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;gona&lt;/span&gt; end,&lt;br /&gt;he love me just so much.&lt;br /&gt;he love me just so deep.&lt;br /&gt;and honestly, the love is just right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;infront&lt;/span&gt; of my eyes . i could see the love the he had for me.Its so clear and just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everyday fighting.&lt;br /&gt;small &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;twinny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt; thingy. I hate it so much. But how hard we fought and stuff like that, my love for him  stays.  I love him and yes i really do.&lt;br /&gt;The ex boyfriend u see came &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;poping&lt;/span&gt; up here and there, like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; once ever mention; i only want him to learn his mistake. I want him to know how to treasure the one that love him.&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of the day, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;amin&lt;/span&gt;... he realise it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;satisfied. But nothing can bring us back. I know many of u might think we'll be back together knowing that he've realise his mistake and stuff like that.. Its true that u can never know, i can never kno w who is the men im gona be with at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it can never be fadhli.&lt;br /&gt;Because the love wasen there. Like ive told you, its fading at the first sight. And its gona right now. Everything is just memories now, and i'll leave it just memories for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love towerds rofian.&lt;br /&gt;i cant describe it. i love being in his arms. The love that he've gaven me is just so different from what ive ever feel.He's just so sweet and romantic when it comes to love.but  at times, i was thinking." does he really love me?" "do he have girls everywhere as in GIRLS not girlfriends(kawan perempuan)". that kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;But i know, i trusted him.&lt;br /&gt;For all along 6-7 weve been ttm,&lt;br /&gt;sometime ive longg to be his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the men that love me just so much,and just so deep is just right infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;I know, we always fight over small thing.&lt;br /&gt;Be it like reply to guys text, or whatever that related to guys.&lt;br /&gt;even tho sometimes mum says,"nk marah/attention ikot tempat"&lt;br /&gt;i know he is like that because he love me so much.&lt;br /&gt;and all those fighting things come from me.&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i told him, im letting he go.&lt;br /&gt;its a mistake that ive made.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so uneasy than. guilty and regret..is all over me.&lt;br /&gt;he ignore all my text/call till the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21/09/09&lt;br /&gt; was first day of raya. you know, i cant take it anymore and decided to give him a call then.he picked up, and i told him how much i misses him . you know, the feeling of love and miss is just very strong.&lt;br /&gt;and i meet him at bukit batok at night.&lt;br /&gt;and he come over to my place.&lt;br /&gt;and we wend down to macdonald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and half way tru under my void-deck,&lt;br /&gt;he hug me.&lt;br /&gt;i hug him so tight and i just feel so guilty and angry for my wrong doing all this while.&lt;br /&gt;i hug him so tight.and he whisper to my ears saying that he love me.&lt;br /&gt;i almost cry but i hold my tears.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt let him go , and  when i hug hi m and look into his eyes..&lt;br /&gt;that is when he propose me to be his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;i hug him tightly,tears really going to roll down from my eyes you know.&lt;br /&gt;i was just so happy. happy that i cant even look at him.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i was feeling over the moon that point of time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i have someone to be call my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;its a new life and a new beginning for me than.&lt;br /&gt;i leave all my past and everything behind and its the story of me and him now.&lt;br /&gt;will we last?&lt;br /&gt;will history repeat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now,&lt;br /&gt;my dearest boy is far away from me now.&lt;br /&gt;after knowing abt the ex bf thingy.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;to my dearest muhammad rofian,&lt;br /&gt;i love you so much.just so muchhhh. I know you love me baby. please dont leave me. and i never want to leave you. I know ive do alot of shit that hurt you, and now it seems that u cant forgive me. I want to be with you, not other guys or fadhli or whoever. I want a new life and new beginning with you. I wanna sooth ure pain, i wanna make u feel love and just everything. Please forgive me. Its just ytd ....&lt;br /&gt;am i still ure girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;im sorry baby.please forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-5734574338899700609?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5734574338899700609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-like-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/5734574338899700609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/5734574338899700609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SrhoAqfrgHI/AAAAAAAAAwo/lz4UnNDVXKk/s72-c/kisses2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-4814811109072186712</id><published>2009-09-21T10:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T10:48:56.367-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SreR9lRKFgI/AAAAAAAAAwg/kehkprH4V0M/s1600-h/DSC00831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SreR9lRKFgI/AAAAAAAAAwg/kehkprH4V0M/s400/DSC00831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383932366706841090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salam lebaran buat semuaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;will update soon okay.very tired now and sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw guess what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21/09/09&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SreR8zles_I/AAAAAAAAAwY/V-a41jlLPQ4/s1600-h/iloveyou+fian2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SreR8zles_I/AAAAAAAAAwY/V-a41jlLPQ4/s400/iloveyou+fian2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383932353370305522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love myboyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;his mine, and im his now.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;will update soon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yes,iloveyourofian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-4814811109072186712?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4814811109072186712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/salam-lebaran-buat-semuaaaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/4814811109072186712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/4814811109072186712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/salam-lebaran-buat-semuaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SreR9lRKFgI/AAAAAAAAAwg/kehkprH4V0M/s72-c/DSC00831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-7395622889729492062</id><published>2009-09-19T09:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T09:11:28.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;m sorry and i know this is the first time im saying that im letting you go.&lt;br /&gt;its not that i want it but i have too.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wana say things again &amp;amp; again because im getting sick of saying it again &amp;amp; again.&lt;br /&gt;things just wont get over and done, but things will always keepon repeating and the reason will always bcos of me.&lt;br /&gt;i know u wanna feel love over a minor or a small tweenie minny thing.&lt;br /&gt;it was good enough that i didnt play you out.&lt;br /&gt;reason of our fighting is always bcos of me.&lt;br /&gt;simple mistake like guys who comment me of fb tagged, smses , saw outside will be a mistake too.&lt;br /&gt;im tired.tried of all this.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be happy and love.&lt;br /&gt;and yesh, i know we're not string attach but we're just like bf/gf .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its true i'll regret&lt;br /&gt;bcos u are the men who love me just so much and i bet i cant find a man who loves me so much like you.&lt;br /&gt;its bcos of ure attitude i dont like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's just so many memories of us.&lt;br /&gt;be it here or there.&lt;br /&gt;everywhere, there will be us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if we'll see each other again in future.&lt;br /&gt;but i hope u'll find a gal dat is ure cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;someone who can gave u whatever you want.&lt;br /&gt;esp love and attention.&lt;br /&gt;im not like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but remember, who say i dont love this boy call muhammad rofian.&lt;br /&gt;i love him so much but not so deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its never easy love.&lt;br /&gt;this happen before raya.&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to all, slamat hari raya maaf zahir dan batin.&lt;br /&gt;salah silap, terkasa bahase ke..mintak maaf byk2 yer.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-7395622889729492062?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7395622889729492062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-m-sorry-and-i-know-this-is-first-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/7395622889729492062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/7395622889729492062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-m-sorry-and-i-know-this-is-first-time.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-7343212272732279815</id><published>2009-09-18T01:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T02:03:13.062-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SrMh4HMsTGI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/-jVaUrHyyBc/s1600-h/family+raya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SrMh4HMsTGI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/-jVaUrHyyBc/s400/family+raya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382683227526548578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last year.&lt;br /&gt;i hope everything will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;lagu raya is up;this are my fav lagu raya.&lt;br /&gt;sedih okay.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-7343212272732279815?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7343212272732279815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/7343212272732279815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/7343212272732279815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-year.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SrMh4HMsTGI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/-jVaUrHyyBc/s72-c/family+raya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-3703629744413044479</id><published>2009-09-15T01:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T01:54:28.757-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i really dont know whats happening now.&lt;br /&gt;and i lost the mood to raya.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe im not gona raya this year.&lt;br /&gt;i just hate to see &lt;b&gt;his face&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be strong mum.&lt;br /&gt;i'll always be by urside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cant stop crying.&lt;br /&gt;call me emotional or whateverr you want.&lt;br /&gt;im just too sad and too stress about this and dearest mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilove&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-3703629744413044479?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3703629744413044479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-really-dont-know-whats-happening-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/3703629744413044479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/3703629744413044479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-really-dont-know-whats-happening-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-8368337080486648638</id><published>2009-09-13T16:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T17:02:11.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;like i said, there's still things that i still need to find about you.&lt;br /&gt;and im glad that mum are much much much much more closer with me now on hearing my problems that i got with you. how do i face it and whats in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;and if you people notice something if you read my blog and keep track on my entry,&lt;br /&gt;i am a very very very &lt;b&gt;fickle minded&lt;/b&gt; person.&lt;br /&gt;just very.&lt;br /&gt;and i am very weak, easy to forgive people.&lt;br /&gt;but on the other hand, im strong too at times.&lt;br /&gt;alaah whatever la.&lt;br /&gt;but really,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i dont give a damn about guys now adays. you wanna leave, gooo! you wana stay, than stay. im not gona force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;further more,&lt;br /&gt;who say woman cant survive without guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;winkwink.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, HAPPY 22ND BIRTHDAY TO SAFARI!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-8368337080486648638?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8368337080486648638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/like-i-said-theres-still-things-that-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/8368337080486648638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/8368337080486648638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/like-i-said-theres-still-things-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-8425014789823037660</id><published>2009-09-12T03:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T03:51:00.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yesterday was my off day. So instead of staying at home, i decided to go bugis to jalan-jalan with sister. Since mum finished work at 5.30pm and dad is working night shift , i asked mum out too.So me n sister meet mummy at bugis junction around 6.45pm (:&lt;br /&gt;My plan was to get heels somewhere charles and keith for raya and my raya bag which actually this bag at forever 21. So since nothing caught my eyes there, bugis just nothing much.. we just jalan2 only.&lt;br /&gt;Sister break fast at raffles banquet , and i had nasi ayam for me.&lt;br /&gt;Bugis was pack ytd. bcos of the bazaar i think.&lt;br /&gt;we tot of dropping there but nahhhhh too lazy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time checked was 9pluspm.&lt;br /&gt;i was mumbling bcos mr rofian keepon sms-ing me things that sakitkan hati you know.&lt;br /&gt;and mum keepon saying , "alaahh buat bodo je la dgn dier.dier tu angin"&lt;br /&gt;and he still can tell me, " i wanna go meet chicks la ok"&lt;br /&gt;wahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;drop by OG bugis and thats when i finish my cash there,bought the guess bag and i wanted to get my ck perfume . i tell you, i was very piss la okay. I just bought it like last month and now finish already bcos zana used it everyday laa.kanasai right.&lt;br /&gt;for me, i need bodyspray and perfume and its a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt; for me.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i just got myself this bodyspray and afah shud know what is it.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;even tho fian seh, "bauuu vs punye mcm bau pompan pelacur" bcos most of the bapok he know use it mahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that,when to bugis street bk there.&lt;br /&gt;and this someone plan wanted to surprise me with mum pon bocuii lor.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and i saw mr rofian sitting outside bk .&lt;br /&gt;so mum n rofian plan this ahh.&lt;br /&gt;terimekasih byk2 ehhh.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder, nak jumpe chicks.&lt;br /&gt;so im e chicks or what?&lt;br /&gt;urghhhH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cab down to mustafa.&lt;br /&gt;for my FINALLY THOSAI!&lt;br /&gt;YEYYYYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;and blablablaaa reached home around 10plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dearest mr rofian shave off his hair right i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;but still got hair la abit2 yg kat atas tuu.&lt;br /&gt;so here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SqtPaQAvJZI/AAAAAAAAAwI/mbChOTqygKo/s1600-h/the+oh+so+boy+look.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SqtPaQAvJZI/AAAAAAAAAwI/mbChOTqygKo/s400/the+oh+so+boy+look.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380481492217439634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;tadaaa!&lt;br /&gt;he look so "boy" right. and thats what mum said lor.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;today is saturday.it seems like the buke puasa outing with the mighty are cancel.&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow is CLEANING DAAYYYYYYYY with the family.&lt;br /&gt;and next week mon-fri i'll be working full from 5pm-11pm.&lt;br /&gt;take note okay babygirls.&lt;br /&gt;saturday eve of raya.&lt;br /&gt;sunday, hari raya?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the girls mesti da nak highlight rambot laaa reborn la kan.&lt;br /&gt;i plan to highlight you know but cancel, im dying black.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till than,&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-8425014789823037660?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8425014789823037660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/yesterday-was-my-off-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/8425014789823037660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/8425014789823037660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/yesterday-was-my-off-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SqtPaQAvJZI/AAAAAAAAAwI/mbChOTqygKo/s72-c/the+oh+so+boy+look.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-7126579088030287761</id><published>2009-09-09T05:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T08:09:45.449-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was thinking about two dearest people.&lt;br /&gt;someone that have gone far far away from my life.&lt;br /&gt;A friend , that will always be close to heart..&lt;br /&gt;i miss her.&lt;br /&gt;i miss him.&lt;br /&gt;and i know nothing can bring them back.If one day i have a chance to seek for forgiveness, i would.Even tho it wasen my mistake that things are gone, i would want to seek for forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;ilovethemsosomuch.&lt;br /&gt;and i miss them like..only god knows how much i miss them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Yesterday, my heart was torn into pieces when i read the msg that you send to someone.&lt;br /&gt;asking people, would you be mine.&lt;br /&gt;and you say that, that was just a joke.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i dont know the real you yet.Because i know there's things that i still need to find about you.&lt;br /&gt;This was the second time. But i was telling myself, if really we're not meant for each other and you would really want to go away from me and you reallyreallyreally mean it, i wont stop you.&lt;br /&gt;You told me about my mistake than, about me dancing with guys infront of you in club.&lt;br /&gt;You told me how hurt you feel when you saw the picture of me taken with my bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;i truely know how you feel, but i have my own limit.&lt;br /&gt;i dont asked someone to be mine. Or even confess to someone else that i love someone else or whatever. i dont know but im just confuse.im hurt. and i just feel that there's something about you that i dont know..&lt;br /&gt;But i know deep down inside you love me.&lt;br /&gt;i forgive you, and i hope you forgive me too for all my mistake that ive hurt you, like you said...&lt;br /&gt;just so deep.&lt;br /&gt;is there still hope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the dearest exboyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;many people think that we'll be back. How nice if we can but i doubt i cant give him any try in future.&lt;br /&gt;he did claim that he regret, he dont want me to go away from his life.&lt;br /&gt;im glad that somehow god do hear my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;his eyes are wide open now.&lt;br /&gt;and that is all i ever want and asked for.&lt;br /&gt;i just want him to know that i love him so much. so much that anything else when we're togather for 16mth. I just want him to realize his mistake. and im happy and sastified, somehow he's realizing it now one by one.&lt;br /&gt;Fadhli, i know you can never read this.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna say, treasure the gal that love you so deep down inside now . She's just right infront of ur eyes now, and its no longer me. Things are going far far apart now. I cant deny that i miss youu at times. i miss the old us. But life move on for us. We're all grown up now...Even if one day we're togather, in future yes or no, im sure i cant give you what ive gaven you before.and everything will just be back to square one.&amp;amp; It wont be the same like it was before...&lt;br /&gt;i wanna see you happy remember?&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna see you suffer.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, im drifting away from you now. Its not that i purposely leave you knowing that ure in dilema and what so ever, but i have to. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dearest mr fizzow.&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry. I just dont feel the love. And i know uve always been showing ure care and concern to me. I can see that ure trying ur best tho at times.&lt;br /&gt;i know ure a nice great men even tho we might not know each other for long.&lt;br /&gt;But for me, i cant be with someone new.&lt;br /&gt;Even if rofian left me, i cant because.....&lt;br /&gt;you wont know what im feeling.&lt;br /&gt;i know i didnt give you any hope.&lt;br /&gt;and i like i told you before, its not that i dont wanna start a new chapter . its just that i cant.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i cant give myself another try now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be a happy happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;you if think that im strong enough to face all this, its easier to be said than done.&lt;br /&gt;my love life is becoming like one drama now.&lt;br /&gt;and i told someone,&lt;br /&gt;" i think i can write a story in a book about my experience in love."&lt;br /&gt;at times its very challenging .&lt;br /&gt;but well, life.&lt;br /&gt;u can never run from reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time checked: 8:06pm&lt;br /&gt;im supposed to work just now but last minit they say no need to come.&lt;br /&gt;and im going out later. waiting for someone to fetch me, idk what took him so long.&lt;br /&gt;next week, i might be working fullshift already.&lt;br /&gt;and looking at the calender, NEXT WEEK DA HARI RAYA ALREADY LOR.&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-7126579088030287761?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7126579088030287761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-was-thinking-about-two-dearest-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/7126579088030287761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/7126579088030287761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-was-thinking-about-two-dearest-people.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-6837283536973404096</id><published>2009-09-08T02:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T02:43:50.618-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SqX4fnmkdMI/AAAAAAAAAvo/qtXKEYiqhb0/s1600-h/iloveyou+fian2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SqX4fnmkdMI/AAAAAAAAAvo/qtXKEYiqhb0/s400/iloveyou+fian2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378978552054314178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;i was toasting on bed till 6plus am until i receive a call from rofian. And as you know, we have been shaky. Less communication and everything was drifting apart. I didnt give a call like i always do and stuff like that. He called me at 630am, and he say he wanna meet me bcos his at TOA PA YOH.&lt;br /&gt;and i know he've make a mistake. thats why he wanna come and meet me.&lt;br /&gt;his like that,so far if he is guilty and everythg he'll tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came down n meet him.&lt;br /&gt;on what he've told me, i was very very very very upset.&lt;br /&gt;yet till now idk whether its true or not.&lt;br /&gt;baik2 puase, i keepon smoking to kill the airrrr errrr. mengamok la kan.&lt;br /&gt;than he hug me and i cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not that i dont love him.&lt;br /&gt;we spend alot of good great time 2gather.&lt;br /&gt;its just that his attitude.&lt;br /&gt;my attitude.&lt;br /&gt;just two diff world cant click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything was gg smooth after that.&lt;br /&gt;went up arnd 8plus. than 10plus me n fian accompany mum to geylang.&lt;br /&gt;finally got my 2 baju rayaaa.&lt;br /&gt;was having fun.&lt;br /&gt;esp when mum was inside rh collectioon for nearly 1 hr or plus?&lt;br /&gt;mum talking to the sales girl: lawa tk.jappp eh i nk kluar nak tunjuk anak boy i kat luar dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alaah gerammmm!&lt;br /&gt;mummy love fian so much.&lt;br /&gt;ermmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last2 go to pasar geylang than cab back down to hougang.&lt;br /&gt;fian wanna cut his hair.&lt;br /&gt;so, take his last picture with his highlighted hair since he start working with his dad on monday which is ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SqX4fAU3BCI/AAAAAAAAAvg/lrvpN5HQc2Q/s1600-h/iloveyou+fian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SqX4fAU3BCI/AAAAAAAAAvg/lrvpN5HQc2Q/s400/iloveyou+fian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378978541511050274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SqX4gZAYtpI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Iz0Bd7dv5_4/s1600-h/cinta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SqX4gZAYtpI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Iz0Bd7dv5_4/s400/cinta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378978565315933842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SqX35_zwUxI/AAAAAAAAAvY/iowIVbgWI2c/s1600-h/fian+n+wannie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SqX35_zwUxI/AAAAAAAAAvY/iowIVbgWI2c/s400/fian+n+wannie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378977905717039890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SqX35AhnrrI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/1ltMUGF0Jxc/s1600-h/baby+n+wannie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SqX35AhnrrI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/1ltMUGF0Jxc/s400/baby+n+wannie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378977888729542322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tadaaa!&lt;br /&gt;and when he shave his hair off.&lt;br /&gt;i cant stop looking at him. he loook so like badboy you know. he look better and smart!&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;i dont have the picture with me.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;at night,&lt;br /&gt;that was when things get shaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he saw the picture of me and my bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;he was against it. he call me this and that.&lt;br /&gt;even tho i feel that, mcm merepek dier marah.&lt;br /&gt;but i truely understand his feelings.&lt;br /&gt;its okay. i dont know whats next.&lt;br /&gt;he told me he'll be meeting me later , i mean err after work.&lt;br /&gt;we shall see whats next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;the ex bf text me the other time saying,&lt;br /&gt;" please jgn pegi jauh dari hidup i lynn.i maseh perlukan you"&lt;br /&gt;okay i know this is so melayu. but errrrrr...i just find that that is just words.&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im off to bath than work.&lt;br /&gt;pay day ! yey yey yey!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-6837283536973404096?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6837283536973404096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6837283536973404096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6837283536973404096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SqX4fnmkdMI/AAAAAAAAAvo/qtXKEYiqhb0/s72-c/iloveyou+fian2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-5802812065916231355</id><published>2009-09-07T02:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T02:16:03.174-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only if you know what im going through,&lt;br /&gt;see the feelings , us , goodterms?just wont stay long.&lt;br /&gt;will be back for a proper update once im free.&lt;br /&gt;takecare people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-5802812065916231355?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5802812065916231355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/only-if-you-know-what-im-going-through.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/5802812065916231355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/5802812065916231355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/only-if-you-know-what-im-going-through.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-1173310493032731040</id><published>2009-09-06T13:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T13:16:54.919-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SqPuT3Uqo6I/AAAAAAAAAuw/TupThr2m0Do/s1600-h/iloveyou+fian2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SqPuT3Uqo6I/AAAAAAAAAuw/TupThr2m0Do/s400/iloveyou+fian2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378404405046059938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he is still there.&lt;br /&gt;and im still loving him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;complicated people? you'll never understand until the truth is out one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-1173310493032731040?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1173310493032731040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/he-is-still-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/1173310493032731040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/1173310493032731040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/he-is-still-there.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SqPuT3Uqo6I/AAAAAAAAAuw/TupThr2m0Do/s72-c/iloveyou+fian2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-8022671769656796292</id><published>2009-09-06T10:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T10:57:21.544-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;space.&lt;br /&gt;i need space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-8022671769656796292?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8022671769656796292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/space.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/8022671769656796292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/8022671769656796292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/space.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-3212195713322320459</id><published>2009-09-03T13:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T13:56:44.421-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sp__jlwKyeI/AAAAAAAAAuo/TwzL25pDvHA/s1600-h/me+at+homeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sp__jlwKyeI/AAAAAAAAAuo/TwzL25pDvHA/s400/me+at+homeee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377297466998311394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;time checked: 1:39am.&lt;br /&gt;i got back from work at 12.15am.&lt;br /&gt;just as i reach my doorstep,&lt;br /&gt;i hear screaming like, "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"&lt;br /&gt;i was fucking shocked i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;imagine la, 3 bitch screaming like mad.&lt;br /&gt;macam nampak hantu pulak ehhh.lol.&lt;br /&gt;check-check, zana friends are watching wujud 3 with mummy.&lt;br /&gt;yek elehhh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was very disappointed with work just now.i really thought i could aim my target 0.7 but end up i only get 0.66 after all those fast typing speed.i was like telling myself, "brape laju lagik ni aku nk kene type". very very disappointed i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, to dear fizz; im sorry if whatever i said in blog or whatever hurt you. im so sorry. i really dont know la but im just really sorry okay.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i planned to find a new job soon after raya. Maybe back on retail line. Maybe.idk. But i just really think that i need a new job. and anw, im loving my colleague at work .&lt;br /&gt;the hi ace girls, cheryl, farhana,aniqah,lenny,and siti&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;maybe we shall have a chill session okay.&lt;br /&gt;again , im the planner!&lt;br /&gt;urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know,&lt;br /&gt;ive been missing alot of people.&lt;br /&gt;ive been wanting to meet them but i just feeling-feeling busywoman la kadang2 kan.&lt;br /&gt;like zulfadli, anna bona, my dear apishfarrell, my dear elle ervina.&lt;br /&gt;i promise i'll meet you guys soon. just very very soon okay.&lt;br /&gt;and to anna bona,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;aku ni feeling2 busywoman aje la dol&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im dying my hair black dis weekend.&lt;br /&gt;and im getting it highlighted next week, most probably after i get my pay.&lt;br /&gt;yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 1:52am now,&lt;br /&gt;i think that will be all .&lt;br /&gt;i wanna have some rest now and off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;im totally t i r e d okayyyy! very! and am working tomorrow !&lt;br /&gt;that will be all than.&lt;br /&gt;nights sayang-sayang.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me : zana, tadi g geylang ade belikan i ayam percet and charkueh tak?&lt;br /&gt;zana: alamak lupee laa!&lt;br /&gt;me : alaahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;mummy: i belikan you tuuu. i tau u suke, tadi walk pass geylang nampak charkueh i buy for you pasal i know you suke.see i automatic kan.&lt;br /&gt;me: beli eh? yey!! terime kaseh la banyak-banyak!&lt;br /&gt;mummy : abeh tadi kat keje buke ape?&lt;br /&gt;me: urm. biscuit pocky aje.&lt;br /&gt;mummy: wahh tu je?boleh kurus la you nampak nye nanti. Puase. abehhhh sahur pon tk.makan nasi pon tk byk kadang2 tk mkn.&lt;br /&gt;me : eh boleh kurus eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOLEH KURUS KE?&lt;br /&gt;nak kurus!&lt;br /&gt;im stress about my fats now.&lt;br /&gt;really! stress so much about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-3212195713322320459?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3212195713322320459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-checked-139am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/3212195713322320459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/3212195713322320459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-checked-139am.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sp__jlwKyeI/AAAAAAAAAuo/TwzL25pDvHA/s72-c/me+at+homeee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-6874473992315519759</id><published>2009-09-02T11:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T11:51:44.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here's a story about a guy that ive been seeing this few month.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sp6M_K7Yb0I/AAAAAAAAAug/3kFTMCKZRcA/s1600-h/with+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sp6M_K7Yb0I/AAAAAAAAAug/3kFTMCKZRcA/s400/with+love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376890022020017986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okay to get it started, he is roy. But i prefer to call him fian instead.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; This guy, i know him last few years back when i was ermmm....15years old?&lt;br /&gt;Yup. he was my online friend you know. Last time, we did keep in contact. Somehow, we're very very very close that point of time. He have always be my "phone friend" and at that point of time maybe we're into each other. Something like that. Haha.Silly.&lt;br /&gt;But than, we lost in contact when i was with maman after breaking up with faizul. You know, he was just my msn buddy and my phone buddy.So feeling-feeling there only okay.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to meet me alot of time. But well, knowing im attach and ups n down during my r's. I didnt. Didnt at all till he's attached . And yeah, we didnt talked much on msn neither do we still contact tru phone.&lt;br /&gt;So he have been appearing online and offline in my msn.&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt care at all.&lt;br /&gt;like you know, when u people see me online at msn and ignore?&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till this year, we keep in contact somehow tru msn.&lt;br /&gt;And we become close back like before.&lt;br /&gt;and im nineteen this year.and he's 23 this year.&lt;br /&gt;So long after four years.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he came when fadhli left me in the month of feb.&lt;br /&gt;He was there for me, still on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;i remember, i cry like mad . He was there consolling me and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;And we decided only to meet up somewhere during march i think.Im not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;So long after 4 years, he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friendship started to get close and closer ever since we meet.&lt;br /&gt;A stranger, to a friend, a friend to closer friend..and more more closer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by, we're togather.&lt;br /&gt;But we're not string attached.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of love started to develop, just everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He love me so much.So deep.&lt;br /&gt;But he always told me that he didnt feel the love that i had for him.&lt;br /&gt;He always complain that whatever ive gaven fadhli, the concern love and everything..&lt;br /&gt;didnt have on him.&lt;br /&gt;Its not that i dont want, maybe i just cant or its a matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows how much im deeply inlove with the ex boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roy have always been a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;He love me so much...&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;just so deep,&lt;br /&gt;till he became toooooo possesive, im not comfortable with that.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;Everything i do , seems to be a heartaching thingy for him.&lt;br /&gt;Everything i do seems to be so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is where,&lt;br /&gt;everyday fight keepon happening.&lt;br /&gt;everyday misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;more to come, even vulgarities .&lt;br /&gt;pushing.&lt;br /&gt;and screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know where ive gone wrong.&lt;br /&gt;But i know, he dont like the way i are.&lt;br /&gt;Both fian and me got two different concept.&lt;br /&gt;and that is where, we notice that we cant click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant deny that i love himmm.&lt;br /&gt;he is just so sweet at times.&lt;br /&gt;and at that point of time, wherever we go ..we'll always stick togather.&lt;br /&gt;likewise, clubbing?wherever i club,&lt;br /&gt;he'll always be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happen.&lt;br /&gt;everyday misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;fighting.&lt;br /&gt;make our love fade towerds each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, my feelings towerds him is fading.&lt;br /&gt;But i cant lie to myself that..&lt;br /&gt;i just feel that i can love nobody like how much ive deeply inlove with fadhli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vulgarities hurt me so much.&lt;br /&gt;The way he treat me.&lt;br /&gt;i just cant take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;and that is when i started to drift apart bit by bit from him.&lt;br /&gt;Theres so many memories.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe we arent meant for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not a baby.&lt;br /&gt;i know what im doing.&lt;br /&gt;i know what im doing is right or wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i want people to respect me.&lt;br /&gt;i want a happy life.&lt;br /&gt;thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have my family and friends around me .&lt;br /&gt;i have my work to do, and still searching for a good work.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna feel as if im under control.&lt;br /&gt;i still wanna enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;name it, club.drink or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i have my limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind you,&lt;br /&gt;im not a bitch like all those bitches at the lorong.&lt;br /&gt;I have my dreams, and target in life.&lt;br /&gt;i have my responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just this and that.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant ran away from problem that im facing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its hurting at times.&lt;br /&gt;knowing that i always hurt you, and presure youuu like uve mention..&lt;br /&gt;i have feelings when u said that.&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know whats next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need air to breathe now.&lt;br /&gt;and space.&lt;br /&gt;its fading now, or can i say its gone.&lt;br /&gt;remember, &lt;b&gt;i do love you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time checked: 11:44pm.&lt;br /&gt;i guess im going offline for awhile and back online in e morning.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;so long..&lt;br /&gt;much love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working tomorrow and friday.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-6874473992315519759?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6874473992315519759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/heres-story-about-guy-that-ive-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6874473992315519759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6874473992315519759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/heres-story-about-guy-that-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sp6M_K7Yb0I/AAAAAAAAAug/3kFTMCKZRcA/s72-c/with+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-1306837366586244628</id><published>2009-09-02T06:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T06:47:49.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ive been fasting for urm 4days already and im very happy.&lt;br /&gt;due to menses, thats e reason why i didnt puasa for the first few days.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im craving for shaker fries.&lt;br /&gt;urm plus dengdeng.&lt;br /&gt;plus ayam percet.&lt;br /&gt;plus plus, urm cheeseburger.&lt;br /&gt;can someone get me any of this?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time checked: 6:45pm.&lt;br /&gt;feeling so fresh now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-1306837366586244628?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1306837366586244628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-been-fasting-for-urm-4days-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/1306837366586244628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/1306837366586244628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-been-fasting-for-urm-4days-already.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-7795584762387298683</id><published>2009-08-29T02:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T03:02:39.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i dont know when i can really WOKE UP and stand up and tell myself,&lt;br /&gt;" okay.ive to stop all this fucking shit".&lt;br /&gt;i think i know whyyyy my friends is angry with me for my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;kepale ade batu&lt;/i&gt; thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just not easy.&lt;br /&gt;and i badly want to end this.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;but.....&lt;br /&gt;just alot of but.but and but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lynn, lynn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;tsktsktsk&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anw, i have fun sahur-ing with kin &amp;amp; aminah.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;anw, happy 19th birthday kin!&lt;br /&gt;love korg-korg still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;too many things to catch up with aminah until i feel so lazy to tell her stories on what have bee happening.&lt;br /&gt;hah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-7795584762387298683?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7795584762387298683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-dont-know-when-i-can-really-woke-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/7795584762387298683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/7795584762387298683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-dont-know-when-i-can-really-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-3649161872711197179</id><published>2009-08-25T06:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T07:59:21.267-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='(:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;love is fading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tell me how about that, if someone say that to you again &amp;amp; again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love?&lt;/span&gt;ape eh love?&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-3649161872711197179?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3649161872711197179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-is-fading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/3649161872711197179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/3649161872711197179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-is-fading.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-3008761568154637332</id><published>2009-08-21T03:26:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T11:09:57.187-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so here it goes, my blog is finely private now.&lt;br /&gt;so i can just blog according to what i like and everything.:)&lt;br /&gt;and you know, my blog i know there's so many unwanted ppl who read.&lt;br /&gt;l&lt;br /&gt;errr yes dats why im privatising it..&lt;br /&gt;and even if i were to unprivate this blog one day.im sure they gona go to you know add in all those code upstairs to archieve and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the other day i was on webcam with apish bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;and he just look so mat with his kening and i like to disturb him you know.&lt;br /&gt;but i cant deny la dat sometimes he look hensem.&lt;br /&gt;sometime aje.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so here are the webcam pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/So5NX5nqULI/AAAAAAAAAt4/hfH4lPq9VE8/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 485px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/So5NX5nqULI/AAAAAAAAAt4/hfH4lPq9VE8/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372316478499082418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/So5NXSXO_zI/AAAAAAAAAtw/Xy8hcIVSBdM/s1600-h/masai3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 465px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/So5NXSXO_zI/AAAAAAAAAtw/Xy8hcIVSBdM/s400/masai3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372316467961200434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/So5NW39mVSI/AAAAAAAAAto/P5bifDFylzY/s1600-h/apsih.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 462px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/So5NW39mVSI/AAAAAAAAAto/P5bifDFylzY/s400/apsih.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372316460874356002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/So5NWpmVoOI/AAAAAAAAAtg/KShUTqu1hbc/s1600-h/bestie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/So5NWpmVoOI/AAAAAAAAAtg/KShUTqu1hbc/s400/bestie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372316457018695906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay dat will be all.&lt;br /&gt;and that boy paitau me when i wanna meet him up. betol-betol mcm cheebye.Part i cannot he can, part i can he cannot.always like dat! aiyaaaa.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, thursday.&lt;br /&gt;i finally visit granny over at amk with mum and sister.&lt;br /&gt;it have been so long since we've last visited her due to certain matter.&lt;br /&gt;i miss her just so much you know.&lt;br /&gt;of cause, im close to her and miss herr so muchh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;h.&lt;br /&gt;and when i went der, my auntie was there.&lt;br /&gt;u know, beside mummy side.. there's only like 5 family.&lt;br /&gt;and im close with most of them and all the aunties and uncle that never look down on me .&lt;br /&gt;or talk bad about me unlike so other "relative".&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/So5NG0RCFDI/AAAAAAAAAtY/1SShZ-WhEm4/s1600-h/chubby+urgh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/So5NG0RCFDI/AAAAAAAAAtY/1SShZ-WhEm4/s400/chubby+urgh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372316185004217394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay la see up there. i told you right im putting on weigght.&lt;br /&gt;my face. and arms all FATS. everywhere FATS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;stress nye akuuuuuuu!! and ytd i bought this black hair dye.&lt;br /&gt;idk when to dye it black bcos i know im gona get my hair highlighted soonnn.&lt;br /&gt;and see, my hair grow long already. :)&lt;br /&gt;tapi mcm feeling-feeling nk cut pon ader.errr.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;went to ion for actually this job walk in.&lt;br /&gt;but than, tak jadi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so me n afah baby slack at lido mac thereeee and chill until 6plus pm then we both went off to our own seperate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/So5M3ksoBcI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/7EAAqpbEHpQ/s1600-h/afahla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/So5M3ksoBcI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/7EAAqpbEHpQ/s400/afahla.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372315923126945218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/So5M24RovrI/AAAAAAAAAtI/RRm_Obnonhk/s1600-h/afa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/So5M24RovrI/AAAAAAAAAtI/RRm_Obnonhk/s400/afa2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372315911202586290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/So5M2vCIirI/AAAAAAAAAtA/SzCsmZXmfVs/s1600-h/afaaahhh%21%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/So5M2vCIirI/AAAAAAAAAtA/SzCsmZXmfVs/s400/afaaahhh%21%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372315908721642162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to my dear afah baby,&lt;br /&gt;thanks so much for everything.&lt;br /&gt;for every single thing.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously,&lt;br /&gt;i love you just so much okayyy.&lt;br /&gt;and , bf kau pon da nak baleekkk kan. happy-happy selalu eyy.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;anyway, on last friday. The ex boyfriend come and meet me over my crib. &amp;amp; you know, errrr i told myself how im gona face him and all. Firstly he come with reason . So yeah, just when he step in my hs, i was still dolling up going to fetch babygirl over serangoon. SO this mr mcm buat rumah sendiri karoake terpekik terlolong gituhhh. and you know , my cd karaoke right.. dier yg slalu susun tauu. den when he open it , its like all mix up ..and he said,&lt;br /&gt;"ni sape ni karaoke tk tau nk simpan balek. tk tau simplan jgn karaoke laaa. buat penat je org susun" than he laugh. You know what im trying to say?bcos he know my friends, roy and all come karaoke what... and i tell you ahhh, the feelings that i have apon looking at hime &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;is like, " errrrrrrr kite da mcm kawan"... but sadly, we feel as if we're friends now you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he offered me, sending me over to serangoon. And errr, ya i ride on his bike. And that bike of his used to you know belongggg to only ME. But i know his gf or whoever ride on it already. And than when he open his box, i saw my helmet.i was so fucking sad i tell you. until i say, " wahhhhh ni helmet mcm kenal. rinduuu sehh.mesti pompan2 laen da pakai"..den i jst smilee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he send me over to serangoon. take babygirl , and you know babygirl an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;d this ex bf are so close you knoww. very very very close.&lt;br /&gt;and i can see that they both misses each other so much. im so sad ok. just very sad. but i pretend nothing happennn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went off by cab. he say he wanna go home already.&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly, when i turn behinde he was like tailing me.&lt;br /&gt;i signal and asked him, ""nak pegi mane?"""&lt;br /&gt;den he say, he's follwoing me back home.&lt;br /&gt;:)&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: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;releks.&lt;br /&gt;we're nt togather okay.&lt;br /&gt;and you know to my surpise, when i drop off the cab.. i saw mum.&lt;br /&gt;mum saw the ex bf. she was like yelling why his here and all. urghhhhhhhhh.and mum askd him to come up.&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: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;they had their conversation.&lt;br /&gt;the conversation was just so sad.&lt;br /&gt;i feel the hurt but somehow im cool with it.&lt;br /&gt;just as he wnet off and say some words to my mum,&lt;br /&gt;i know he wanna cry.&lt;br /&gt;and when i send him o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ff,&lt;br /&gt;he cried and he leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you know boy, i just hope that ure happy with you life now.&lt;br /&gt;I know you love my family, like u said.&lt;br /&gt;and you know how does my family treat you.&lt;br /&gt;we're just so close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;remember all those car ride, lorry ride. Almost all my cousin, my aunties and uncle all know youuu.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i just hope that u wont regret.&lt;br /&gt;Since u declare to my mum dat ure attached , i know somehow ure making this decision mcm ter ragu2. i know thebest thing about you fadhli.&lt;br /&gt;u can run as far as you wanna go,&lt;br /&gt;but still, i knw the best about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;well babe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you can have him now.i know sooner or later u will sure gona read this.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way u act as if ure not with him.&lt;br /&gt;like keeping something away from me.&lt;br /&gt;i told you im cool; but why u wanna act as if you know..&lt;br /&gt;""nola we're nt togather" something like that and all.&lt;br /&gt;i really hate it , when u say u feel me.&lt;br /&gt;u dont feel me babe. u dont feel me.&lt;br /&gt;if you feel me, you wont make him fall for you.&lt;br /&gt;and worse still, you wont fall someone who is attach at that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;common, when he just broke off with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e.&lt;br /&gt;and ure trying to win his heart.&lt;br /&gt;further more , when i get to know you love reading my blog.&lt;br /&gt;babe, dont say you feel for other woman; where else you dont.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;you can have him now.&lt;br /&gt;by all means.&lt;br /&gt;his urs now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im cool.no worries.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;i told my mum, and even to him.&lt;br /&gt;" i leave this all to fate. kalau ade jodoh, ade. kalau takde. den takde. Nk pakse2 buat ape. And fadhli, you know that i love you so muchhhh. And you know that so well. At that point of time, im still ur gf i still have my right to fight for my right, bt why didnt i? bcos i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; find it pointless to be or love someone that already love someone else. This happen not only once okay. After u left, it took me 3 days okayyy. i suffered , i cry like hell. but after that 3 days.. i look up high; and see. im cool now. no worries . im giving you what you want.and i still know the best abt you. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats e reason ppl.&lt;br /&gt;im cool now.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SpAJFTJw6xI/AAAAAAAAAuA/KERcdou7Yl4/s1600-h/fad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SpAJFTJw6xI/AAAAAAAAAuA/KERcdou7Yl4/s400/fad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372804342098225938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;before me, he was with his ex gf for 3yrs.&lt;br /&gt;and than its me, for 1yr6-8mth.&lt;br /&gt;well, of cause he can forget us girls easily.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;(but remember, we once had something 2gather that i'll never forget. that hurt me the most and will always hurt me whenever i think of it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for mr.r , my dearest muhd rofian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this guy here wasen my boyfriend. But we're just in a lovely-dovey boat. So called like " ttm " . haha. okay this sound totally like a bullshit . but that explain our errrrr status .&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere there's us now.&lt;br /&gt;and you know this boy here love me so muchhhhhhh. Being too over possesive even !&lt;br /&gt;and he keepon complaining that i didnt give him love, attention and everything like what ive gaven fadhli.&lt;br /&gt;its not that i dont want or i didnt tried but maybe i just cant.&lt;br /&gt;and you know, roy and me are like in two different world.&lt;br /&gt;he expect me more to be like his dream girl.&lt;br /&gt;where'else, this is me. and no one can change me accept me.&lt;br /&gt;and that is the main thing that always make us fight, make me cryyy. make me feel so hurt and everything. worse still, i feel as if im suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roy is a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;but the only thing i cant cope is just his attitude.&lt;br /&gt;is just different from the others.&lt;br /&gt;mum seems to likes him so much.&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes i find it so sedih that even mum side him so much.&lt;br /&gt;and you know like i said,&lt;br /&gt;this is me.&lt;br /&gt;no one can change the way i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know,&lt;br /&gt;everyday fight, tears and all..&lt;br /&gt;i know make the love sour.&lt;br /&gt;make him even hate me more.&lt;br /&gt;make me even give up on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c'mon.&lt;br /&gt;its nearly  5-6mth im single .&lt;br /&gt;accept for that 2weeks i got back with e ex bf.&lt;br /&gt;i wasen in a rush for a relationship either.&lt;br /&gt;im cool.&lt;br /&gt;and at times of cause i still feel the hurts,&lt;br /&gt;the miss feeling.&lt;br /&gt;urghhhhh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know,&lt;br /&gt;i dont cre what people wanna look apon me as.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care how ugly people wanna say i am.&lt;br /&gt;or what so ever.&lt;br /&gt;this is me.&lt;br /&gt;and will always be me.&lt;br /&gt;if you say you can find better girls ,&lt;br /&gt;tell you; i bet i can find better guys too.&lt;br /&gt;but too sad, i dont date guys easily.&lt;br /&gt;or even fall for guys easily haaa.&lt;br /&gt;*wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you count my date?&lt;br /&gt;I DONT EVEN DATE PEOPLE NOW.&lt;br /&gt;but can u count my guy friends now?&lt;br /&gt;its countless, bcos thats e way i are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not that im choosy, like bennie always think.&lt;br /&gt;im not. its just that i dont feel good in dating or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;but in mixing with strangers, im gooood with dat.&lt;br /&gt;dating? HELL NO!&lt;br /&gt;lol!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so , see.&lt;br /&gt;if one day mr r really leave me.&lt;br /&gt;as in walk away; of cos la i feel the hurt bcos walaupon mcm mane tom n jerry kite ni kan,&lt;br /&gt;we always togather you know. be it with my friends, his friends, my family. we're always togather.&lt;br /&gt;but if he wanna leave, by all means.&lt;br /&gt;im not stopping.&lt;br /&gt;and i got this feelings, sooner or later we'll lost in contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told my mum,&lt;br /&gt;"MUMMY! PUASE TERINGATKAN FADHLI KAN"&lt;br /&gt;and she just smile.&lt;br /&gt;" confirm i will feel the pinch. bcos last year puase n raya, im with him. but this year....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH NO WORRIES.&lt;br /&gt;IM COOOL YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;slamat berpuasa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PANJANG KAN ENTRY NI.&lt;br /&gt;heheheheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, the most hurtful things is when.. someone gave you so much hope.&lt;br /&gt;telling you this and that , promise you this and that but at the end of the day. booom! its all a lie.&lt;br /&gt;you know, im a cool person.&lt;br /&gt;tell me about it, once .. there were a friend of mine is dating with my ex bf which have been with me for 6mth. Just during olden days.&lt;br /&gt;but i came right up to them and just told them, the best woman wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its true, that perasaan manusia kan takboleh dikawal or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;But common,&lt;br /&gt;before you do something, just think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not as bad as what people think.&lt;br /&gt;c'mon, different people have their each and different way.&lt;br /&gt;ikot kan hati, in whatever shit that happen..&lt;br /&gt;i would already bcome a tarzen you know.&lt;br /&gt;but , im a cool cool person now.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time checked: 11:08pm&lt;br /&gt;im feeling shitty now.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5176050990156179743-3008761568154637332?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3008761568154637332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-here-it-goes-my-blog-is-finely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/3008761568154637332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/3008761568154637332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-here-it-goes-my-blog-is-finely.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/So5NX5nqULI/AAAAAAAAAt4/hfH4lPq9VE8/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-8842109340722912965</id><published>2009-08-21T03:20:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T08:57:00.530-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i dont fall inlove easily and give the best to someone easily.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tolong tinggal kan email-email anda di tagboard saya..&lt;br /&gt;sebelom blog saya di private kan pada malam ini .&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;anw,&lt;br /&gt;selamat berpuasa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;hello i dont want to go date. &amp;amp; of cause im still straight and still loves boys. (eh munnie.lol) but i dont want and i cant. ohgod.dont force me. i really appreacite it alot tho that u've been waiting for me, boy.&lt;br /&gt;friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;im not playing hard to get, or you know just whatever you guys wana say. Name it. Its just that im not that kind, i dont and i just dont feel comfortable with it.i dont want you guys to feel usedddd or whatever at the end of the day. please understand me. friends?:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;me: let my heart you know terbukak sendiri. its not that i name guys all the same. its just that i cant bring myself to it.you just wont understand me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;someone : what makes you think i dont understand you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;me : i dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;someone: see, and again im telling you i wont give up on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;me:but till when ?it have been years now. there's still alot of girls out there.c'mon.Maybe they deserve better.move on. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;someone : until i lost trust in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/5176050990156179743-8842109340722912965?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8842109340722912965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/tolong-tinggal-kan-email-email-anda-di.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/8842109340722912965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/8842109340722912965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/tolong-tinggal-kan-email-email-anda-di.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-8774202493034011276</id><published>2009-08-19T11:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T12:00:38.141-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im gona be okay'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sowg0pLj74I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-twFa5hrq-A/s1600-h/afahh2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sowg0pLj74I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-twFa5hrq-A/s400/afahh2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371704544325791618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay for you info.&lt;br /&gt;my blog will be back to private and will stay as private for long.&lt;br /&gt;bcos i wanna blog a longggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg entry and you know.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheheheheheheheheheh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;take care people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-8774202493034011276?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8774202493034011276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-for-you-info.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/8774202493034011276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/8774202493034011276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-for-you-info.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sowg0pLj74I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-twFa5hrq-A/s72-c/afahh2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-6009108822092282390</id><published>2009-08-16T11:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T11:33:16.732-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SogmnJvCfdI/AAAAAAAAAsg/rfH6g2pm-Os/s1600-h/just+finish+bathing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 119px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SogmnJvCfdI/AAAAAAAAAsg/rfH6g2pm-Os/s400/just+finish+bathing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370585009709284818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay just finish bathingggg.&lt;br /&gt;im off to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;WORK TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;nights babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-6009108822092282390?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6009108822092282390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-just-finish-bathingggg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6009108822092282390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6009108822092282390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-just-finish-bathingggg.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SogmnJvCfdI/AAAAAAAAAsg/rfH6g2pm-Os/s72-c/just+finish+bathing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-2813477626695428955</id><published>2009-08-16T07:25:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T07:55:19.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;Here are the overdue pictures during last 2 weekends or last weekend i think.&lt;br /&gt;Like finally, got it from afah baby.&lt;br /&gt;So, to recall it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was onfriday.&lt;br /&gt;Went out with afahbaby to town for actually shopping session bt nothing caught our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Went out the house at 6pluspm.&lt;br /&gt;Than meet shakz n her friend for a while at lido and they left when we're having our dinner over ljs..&lt;br /&gt;Then munnie baby came around 8plus 9 and join us.&lt;br /&gt;Than , roy and his schmate usop join us.&lt;br /&gt;Chill over mac cafe till morning.&lt;br /&gt;Than off to boders to wait for roy friend, fir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than slack till2plus a.m.&lt;br /&gt;The boys went off to buy durian.&lt;br /&gt;so they ride their bikes while we bus down nr over my cribbb.&lt;br /&gt;Than, the boys came.&lt;br /&gt;had durian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy happy happy times.&lt;br /&gt;That days were full with laughter i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;So kekek eyy.&lt;br /&gt;Overoll, have a lot of fun with them.&lt;br /&gt;The pictures, the jokes, the tom n jerry.&lt;br /&gt;Just everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss them so much now.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;so here is the PICTURESSSSS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SofvvQDMXII/AAAAAAAAAsI/BXXJtLDLUbU/s1600-h/ash177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SofvvQDMXII/AAAAAAAAAsI/BXXJtLDLUbU/s400/ash177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370524675703856258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAREHA AND ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sofvp7X5WAI/AAAAAAAAAsA/qG8EYuGDDvg/s1600-h/ash200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sofvp7X5WAI/AAAAAAAAAsA/qG8EYuGDDvg/s400/ash200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370524584254199810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOWN DOWN DOWN THE ROAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SofuMB1S4KI/AAAAAAAAAr4/xEYhlYfLkac/s1600-h/ash299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SofuMB1S4KI/AAAAAAAAAr4/xEYhlYfLkac/s400/ash299.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370522971080417442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUNNIE BABY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SofuL5rkj1I/AAAAAAAAArw/KlixQyWvOQ8/s1600-h/ash288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SofuL5rkj1I/AAAAAAAAArw/KlixQyWvOQ8/s400/ash288.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370522968892149586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUNNIE AND AFAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Soft93aXgQI/AAAAAAAAAro/6xYUV_cG5g0/s1600-h/ash277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Soft93aXgQI/AAAAAAAAAro/6xYUV_cG5g0/s400/ash277.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370522727764951298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY NI SENGAJE EHH DIER POST MEREPEK.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Soft9UFVyvI/AAAAAAAAArg/62JWfxruX7M/s1600-h/ash266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Soft9UFVyvI/AAAAAAAAArg/62JWfxruX7M/s400/ash266.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370522718281517810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, post mcm mat pls.&lt;br /&gt;tadaaaaaaaa!!. yikesss!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Soft8-cuAdI/AAAAAAAAArY/1mv52L18nmk/s1600-h/ash255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Soft8-cuAdI/AAAAAAAAArY/1mv52L18nmk/s400/ash255.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370522712473993682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my babygirls....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Soft8rjry3I/AAAAAAAAArQ/zPGJr1FV6FA/s1600-h/ash244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Soft8rjry3I/AAAAAAAAArQ/zPGJr1FV6FA/s400/ash244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370522707402935154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoftrNOGptI/AAAAAAAAArI/e5dIpk6MdmE/s1600-h/ash211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoftrNOGptI/AAAAAAAAArI/e5dIpk6MdmE/s400/ash211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370522407201580754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over at mac cafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoftqgudxGI/AAAAAAAAArA/6quLt1uBvk4/s1600-h/ash166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoftqgudxGI/AAAAAAAAArA/6quLt1uBvk4/s400/ash166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370522395257717858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoftqGjS2tI/AAAAAAAAAq4/GPrtBAjVhsk/s1600-h/ash133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoftqGjS2tI/AAAAAAAAAq4/GPrtBAjVhsk/s400/ash133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370522388231543506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Softp8343xI/AAAAAAAAAqw/jjsoLaaJdP4/s1600-h/ash122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Softp8343xI/AAAAAAAAAqw/jjsoLaaJdP4/s400/ash122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370522385633566482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoftUD051MI/AAAAAAAAAqo/R0Ip_1xWvV8/s1600-h/ash33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoftUD051MI/AAAAAAAAAqo/R0Ip_1xWvV8/s400/ash33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370522009542972610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoftT1tRVeI/AAAAAAAAAqg/AQoZ-uKhk44/s1600-h/ash99.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoftT1tRVeI/AAAAAAAAAqg/AQoZ-uKhk44/s400/ash99.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370522005752862178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sofw1f0giYI/AAAAAAAAAsY/LURv-BNntN0/s1600-h/us+bertige.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sofw1f0giYI/AAAAAAAAAsY/LURv-BNntN0/s400/us+bertige.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370525882528074114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SofwQFArv8I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/oIyVE1WSbto/s1600-h/munnie+n+afah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SofwQFArv8I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/oIyVE1WSbto/s400/munnie+n+afah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370525239676223426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoftTc1V3vI/AAAAAAAAAqY/2EmPW-QLmA4/s1600-h/ash88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoftTc1V3vI/AAAAAAAAAqY/2EmPW-QLmA4/s400/ash88.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370521999075827442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoftSz-LGsI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/P4YEnw_akhM/s1600-h/ash77.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoftSz-LGsI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/P4YEnw_akhM/s400/ash77.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370521988107016898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sofs7oBbOOI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Lh8eBAmewpA/s1600-h/ash66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sofs7oBbOOI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Lh8eBAmewpA/s400/ash66.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370521589762439394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sofs7HAd0VI/AAAAAAAAAqA/56xborcdsQE/s1600-h/ash55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sofs7HAd0VI/AAAAAAAAAqA/56xborcdsQE/s400/ash55.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370521580900045138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sofs69jDZBI/AAAAAAAAAp4/bYTGUgBFl0Q/s1600-h/ash44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sofs69jDZBI/AAAAAAAAAp4/bYTGUgBFl0Q/s400/ash44.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370521578360759314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sofs6TtH3DI/AAAAAAAAApw/_STy6C1fmb4/s1600-h/ash23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sofs6TtH3DI/AAAAAAAAApw/_STy6C1fmb4/s400/ash23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370521567128706098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sofs5-l-W6I/AAAAAAAAApo/pT-G9oQhVis/s1600-h/ash22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sofs5-l-W6I/AAAAAAAAApo/pT-G9oQhVis/s400/ash22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370521561461578658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;okaylah dats all.&lt;br /&gt;yg last2 tu,malas nak caption.&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;dats all dearest readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i checked my weight just now,&lt;br /&gt;and i lost 2kg.&lt;br /&gt;and that is very very very weird.&lt;br /&gt;Bcos i know im putting on so much weight now.&lt;br /&gt;Even the people around me say so.&lt;br /&gt;Im fat, my arms. my legs no more sexy already.&lt;br /&gt;and im seriously fucking stress about that.&lt;br /&gt;fattttt!.&lt;br /&gt;tell me about it.!&lt;br /&gt;2kg down?&lt;br /&gt;NOOO THAT IS WEIRD!&lt;br /&gt;ARGHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-2813477626695428955?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2813477626695428955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/2813477626695428955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/2813477626695428955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SofvvQDMXII/AAAAAAAAAsI/BXXJtLDLUbU/s72-c/ash177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-5132389045832497533</id><published>2009-08-15T09:03:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T09:53:56.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Soa9Uzm0cZI/AAAAAAAAApY/FBTSlTrLptE/s1600-h/gap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Soa9Uzm0cZI/AAAAAAAAApY/FBTSlTrLptE/s400/gap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370187770833957266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How do i just start now.....&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;somehow i just wished i could run awayy from everything and from everyone. My body was weak just now; i feel like im falling sick just now . It was just so weak that i cuden bearly wake up, and after what had happen right infront of my eyes.. i was crying like mad. I just feel that i could just ran away from my house. After one.. came rolling in another one. I was just too stressed. I just need someone to talk to, someone who can understand me you know. AGain, ive been asking myself why things just keepon poping in my life. Why i must face all this trouble. How could i ever face myself,mylife; After &lt;b&gt;what had happen&lt;/b&gt;. But i remain calm. B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ecos i know this is a test from god. I know god is watching.And at times i know he want me to stand up for my right and learn from my mistake that ive make all along. You know, talking is easy. But none of you can feel what im going through. Even if you say &lt;b&gt;you feel me&lt;/b&gt;, you can never know how hard ive &lt;b&gt;been through.&lt;/b&gt;(like again).&lt;br /&gt;Some people are just so selfish. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They only think about themself&lt;/span&gt; , about their &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;own happiness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just totally speechless.&lt;br /&gt;again, im cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i just want people to be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;its okay about me.&lt;br /&gt;and i just dont wanna people to worry what i'll go through and how much ive go through.&lt;br /&gt;bcos i know &lt;b&gt;they&lt;/b&gt; dont think about me.&lt;br /&gt;to get it highlighted : &lt;b&gt; ive suffered alot indeed&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But i just smile as if everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;:).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Soa9Va0M1-I/AAAAAAAAApg/oLgLpJKZTxE/s1600-h/babies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Soa9Va0M1-I/AAAAAAAAApg/oLgLpJKZTxE/s400/babies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370187781359065058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyway, this  picture is taken last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;sister, ur camera sucks okay . and i noe i look so masai here and up der.&lt;br /&gt;yikeeeesss!!!!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-5132389045832497533?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5132389045832497533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-do-i-just-start-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/5132389045832497533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/5132389045832497533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-do-i-just-start-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Soa9Uzm0cZI/AAAAAAAAApY/FBTSlTrLptE/s72-c/gap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-7822913223263126374</id><published>2009-08-14T10:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T10:23:13.651-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You know, when the elderly started to get into teens matter ..&lt;br /&gt;for once, i was shocked; but i just keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are gone,&lt;br /&gt;you are always welcome back.&lt;br /&gt;And again for once; ive never hate anyone of you...&lt;br /&gt;who have make me suffered alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jodoh tk akan kemane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who know you the best, will always be the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;appreciate what you have,&lt;br /&gt;and appreciate the one that is right infront of ur eyes,the one who love you just so much.&lt;br /&gt;remember; org yg jahat mcm mane pon, satu hari akan come to their sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mum: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thanks alot. i lovee you mum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no worries.im cool.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-7822913223263126374?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7822913223263126374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-know-when-elderly-started-to-get.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/7822913223263126374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/7822913223263126374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-know-when-elderly-started-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-737063737928925414</id><published>2009-08-13T02:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T02:50:57.372-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoO1YwfgOxI/AAAAAAAAApQ/dvOKpCD51c0/s1600-h/my+mr+r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoO1YwfgOxI/AAAAAAAAApQ/dvOKpCD51c0/s400/my+mr+r.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369334617694288658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He's that guy; (:&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As said, i'll still go to chalet and even tho things really cock up ,&lt;br /&gt;i still went to chalet and meet them there.&lt;br /&gt;U knw, i went out of hs at 815pm okay.&lt;br /&gt;and than, i tot he finish sch at 9pm,&lt;br /&gt;so i took the cab instead all the way to bukit batok rather than u noe take the bus and mrt.&lt;br /&gt;But end up, he only appear at 1045pm ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was very very angry and remain cool walaupon kene maki kan..&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;than receive a call frm my dad.&lt;br /&gt;than my mum.&lt;br /&gt;than zana.&lt;br /&gt;wahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, i was happily cool and just chill outside mrt and smoke smoke smoke.&lt;br /&gt;until i have to went to his place..&lt;br /&gt;blablabla..&lt;br /&gt;took the mrt to pasir ris.&lt;br /&gt;one end to e other end or what.&lt;br /&gt;bcos his bikebreak down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoO1XoA-KII/AAAAAAAAApA/mHgaL6JRqJU/s1600-h/simple+us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoO1XoA-KII/AAAAAAAAApA/mHgaL6JRqJU/s400/simple+us.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369334598238873730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;at that point of time everything was okayy.&lt;br /&gt;And we only reached the chalet at 1.15-1.30am lor.&lt;br /&gt;the pictures at zana camera.&lt;br /&gt;and im lazy to upload .&lt;br /&gt;shall see how.&lt;br /&gt;blablablablablablabla.&lt;br /&gt;and so, i overnight and only reach home at 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;than......&lt;br /&gt;accompany him to get his hair highlighted at 6pluspm.&lt;br /&gt;and darling, u can say goodbye to black hair ehh.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoO1YYWKmpI/AAAAAAAAApI/5Ph5nwVlJ0s/s1600-h/my+mr+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoO1YYWKmpI/AAAAAAAAApI/5Ph5nwVlJ0s/s400/my+mr+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369334611212671634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but i still prefer his black hair.&lt;br /&gt;but his so called blonde highlighted make him look hot only if he were sleeveless.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;and i still like spike hair.&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT MUMMY?&lt;br /&gt;MUM: ya, bcos we both got e same taste!&lt;br /&gt;yey!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i sukee skali ur ic photo you know.&lt;br /&gt;heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time checked: 2:49pm.&lt;br /&gt;long hours to goooooooo..&lt;br /&gt;feeling sleepy now.&lt;br /&gt;yawn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-737063737928925414?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/737063737928925414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/hes-that-guy-tuesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/737063737928925414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/737063737928925414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/hes-that-guy-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoO1YwfgOxI/AAAAAAAAApQ/dvOKpCD51c0/s72-c/my+mr+r.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-6261318022027608487</id><published>2009-08-11T03:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T03:54:45.099-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like ive mention earlier on, im home alone and bored to hell at home now.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go chalet but this someone is being to fickle minded and idk what to do to drag his ass off to tag me along! but if he really really really dont wanna go, errrrrrrrr than i shall go! you know, im bored to hell now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im having this feeling like, my body is weak now.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like im falling sick sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;its 3:39pm now and i didnt eat anything ever since i wake up.&lt;br /&gt;i jst lose my mood on eating and i dont have any appetite at all.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual to kill sometime, im on FACEBOOK NOW.&lt;br /&gt;you knw, i like answer to all those quiz and sometimes i end up bursting with laughter until my home people say im crazy.&lt;br /&gt;For example; im sure ela gona comment this at facebook. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHO IS MEANT TO BE YOUR TRUE LOVE;&lt;br /&gt;and the answer is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your neighbor!&lt;br /&gt;i cant stop luffing at home you know, like; my god! facebook is lieingggggggg laaa! LAUGHING MY ASS OUT !! EYY, my true  love my neighbor? gile pe.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ullie if ure reading this,&lt;br /&gt;KAU TRUE LOVE AKU NANTI?&lt;br /&gt;BOLEH MATI OHHH.&lt;br /&gt;hahahh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what crap aje ni fb tau!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and another question; &lt;u&gt;what kind of bf/gf you end up with?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer will be : you are going to end up with a sexie bf/gf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;you have to go after what you want,and if it dosen want you back than so be it.it dosen deserve you anyway.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. sexie boyfriend?who can that be?&lt;br /&gt;but the sentence by nicole richie was somehow true; well, i dont wana chase after something. Biar tuhan aje yg menentukan. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stop luffing about the neighbor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my god!LOL!=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-6261318022027608487?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6261318022027608487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/like-ive-mention-earlier-on-im-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6261318022027608487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6261318022027608487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/like-ive-mention-earlier-on-im-home.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-1346965313543349270</id><published>2009-08-11T01:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T02:14:01.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoEFjX8UEfI/AAAAAAAAAow/djTKuw83WQ4/s1600-h/lovenote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoEFjX8UEfI/AAAAAAAAAow/djTKuw83WQ4/s400/lovenote.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368578336082891250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;back to update;&lt;br /&gt;since the picture were being hold for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; outing,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; just continue update.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I fall during work, and of cause i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; fall like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nangke&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;busuk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;my leg hit the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;trolly&lt;/span&gt; just so hard until i scream like you know,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ahhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt; pain!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;painnn&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ahhh&lt;/span&gt; shit!!"&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;alex&lt;/span&gt;, was like " are you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;okayy&lt;/span&gt;? u okay?u okay?" and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;keepon&lt;/span&gt; repeating that sentence rapidly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;blame it on his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;trolly&lt;/span&gt; that is cause of this incident. And during work, i was like limping but the swell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt; haven grow yet you know.So the pain haven yet you know "develop"..&lt;br /&gt;and shit happen at work; which was really getting on my nerve with the leader of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;recept&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and i end wort at 7, and i was so stressed and fought with mr r also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasen in my best mood.&lt;br /&gt;i was so pissed with work,&lt;br /&gt;with the people.&lt;br /&gt;and my leg was like so painful few hrs after that.&lt;br /&gt;But still, i went all over to cityhall to meet mr r ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was shagged plus moody.&lt;br /&gt;i waited till almost 9pm than he appeared at cityhall CONTROL STATION.&lt;br /&gt;and we have this slight arguement that dragggg till 11plus or so.&lt;br /&gt;you know, i was very very very moody.&lt;br /&gt;And his words sometimes kan, like tak beralas you know.&lt;br /&gt;And from cityhall mrt, after that one word he say it to me..&lt;br /&gt;i walk away till penin you know ..&lt;br /&gt;my leg was like fucking painful already and i just force myself to really walk.&lt;br /&gt;And when i turn, he was following me at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arguement occur.&lt;br /&gt;all those cries and shit.&lt;br /&gt;But when we're having our late dinner at clark q mac, we're okay.&lt;br /&gt;But than things getting more worse and worse just after he left.&lt;br /&gt;and draggg till we took the nel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;he didnt bring his bike that time&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i was like fucking hell piss and so sad you know.&lt;br /&gt;and just after we stepp out of hougang nel,&lt;br /&gt;we settle and talked and i was like crying like baby.&lt;br /&gt;urghhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than everything was okay but my both leg swells la kan.&lt;br /&gt;and the sweetest thing is that, he peggyback me from hougang nel all the way to my doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and of cause, we stop through half way than he continue peggyback me.&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling-feeling princess lor .&lt;br /&gt;but, i know i was HEAVY la kan. 55kg mind you with the height of 1.67cm.&lt;br /&gt;even tho my weight still mantain, i feel that im so heavyy like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than later on afah came at night.&lt;br /&gt;some things happen and she stay over my place till sunday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday.&lt;br /&gt;i took mc, mr r bring me to the doctor and i got two days mc!&lt;br /&gt;wuhuu!and yet till now; my leg is still swelling.&lt;br /&gt;is like rabak or what.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i byk jalan, the more pain la kann.&lt;br /&gt;just both leg , the tulang kering there.&lt;br /&gt;:( :(&lt;br /&gt;and on thursday night, dad borrow mr r bike since his bike break down.&lt;br /&gt;and he came back to my place at night.&lt;br /&gt;and again and agaiiin arguement and all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel shitty.&lt;br /&gt;i feel as if it have always been me.&lt;br /&gt;ape saje laaa..&lt;br /&gt;am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday.&lt;br /&gt;i was on emcee, but i was fucking bored at home.&lt;br /&gt;So stick to the plan, me and afah went out to town.&lt;br /&gt;than meet munnie after that.&lt;br /&gt;time checked was 10plus already.&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to take a night rider since we have all the night long with us.&lt;br /&gt;We chill at mac cafe lido till 12plus i think.&lt;br /&gt;happily laughing away.&lt;br /&gt;kekek lorrr this afahhh.&lt;br /&gt;than mr r came over after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he look so &lt;i&gt;mat mat bunge dat dae. and look so mat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORGUDNESS SAKE, LAST WARNING!&lt;br /&gt;I DONT LIKE MAT HA PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;and schmate come and join us, hanafi and usop.&lt;br /&gt;so we slack at boders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the six of us.&lt;br /&gt;time checked 1plusam already.&lt;br /&gt;chill chill chill.&lt;br /&gt;the boys wanna have durian.&lt;br /&gt;so instead of gg to durian house, they bought the durian and have it at my house instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they ride their bike,&lt;br /&gt;while we girls took nr6 and bus down to my place.&lt;br /&gt;sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;kecohness, munnie and hanafi sleep very buruk haa.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. cant stop luffingg eh girls.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;than they went home around 5.30am,&lt;br /&gt;than we girls back to sleeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoEFjJDLPNI/AAAAAAAAAoo/Nuz8DjGsEgc/s1600-h/us+m1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoEFjJDLPNI/AAAAAAAAAoo/Nuz8DjGsEgc/s400/us+m1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368578332085140690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the pictures are still with afahhhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;PLS SEND IT ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;and i look soo masai on that dae lor, and that is when i feel as if im putting on weigh! MY GOD!! FAT OR WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday.&lt;br /&gt;stay at home day.&lt;br /&gt;afah baby went out for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday.&lt;br /&gt;went over to sengkang to papa usop 50th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much;most of the cousin are there.&lt;br /&gt;and i was like craving for thosaaiiiiiiiiiii lor!&lt;br /&gt;reached home around 11plus.&lt;br /&gt;than waited for mr r,and drag him to actually wannted to go mustafa den we go jalan kayu instead.&lt;br /&gt;and sadly, NO THOSAI FOR ME BCOS OF OUT STOCK!&lt;br /&gt;:(:(&lt;br /&gt;but i really want thosai badly!.&lt;br /&gt;nak jugak! nak jugak! nak jugak! nak jugak!.&lt;br /&gt;and this boy starting to think this and that!.&lt;br /&gt;and we have satay and tomyam soup ajer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shit happen like again.&lt;br /&gt;and im just so stress and idk what to do.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna elaborate much about this.&lt;br /&gt;but this involve the old person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday.&lt;br /&gt;i was boreeeeedddd. tot of going bb,&lt;br /&gt;but since something happen again.&lt;br /&gt;meet fara instead, that to pasir ris.&lt;br /&gt;been a long time we sit and you know have some time together.&lt;br /&gt;and im happy that she and her bf are gg 1yr soon!.&lt;br /&gt;that time, when i was with the ex bf,&lt;br /&gt;she was like just 4mth you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fara: lynn.niairi 10th siol. aku punye anniv!&lt;br /&gt;me : wahhhh best nyer!&lt;br /&gt;than i like stop and think ,&lt;br /&gt;me : eh 10th pon used to be ann aku kan.we got e same anni ape.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than talk talk all the way and cabbed down around 12plus am.&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoEFjg5bMQI/AAAAAAAAAo4/o-144OtbjFE/s1600-h/eyes+on+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoEFjg5bMQI/AAAAAAAAAo4/o-144OtbjFE/s400/eyes+on+you.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368578338486694146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;best kann org celebrate anniv la.&lt;br /&gt;1yr anniv laaa.&lt;br /&gt;wahh best kannnn.&lt;br /&gt;best kan ade couple.&lt;br /&gt;boleh tu boleh ni.&lt;br /&gt;wahhhh bestnyerrrrrrrrrr :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but im cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;work! is my top thingy you knowwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but on the other hand,&lt;br /&gt;im stress about my condition now.&lt;br /&gt;to who it may concern; i hope u get rid of this fast.&lt;br /&gt;IM A FEMALE, YOU KNOW HOW MUCH IVE BEEN THROUGH?&lt;br /&gt;I LOOK OKAYY BUT ITS KILLING ME INSIDE!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its wednesday now.&lt;br /&gt;might be going to isnin(monday) chalet and din chalet later on at costa sand.&lt;br /&gt;zana organise the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;and there's so many wine and beers now, she's packing and off she go.&lt;br /&gt;and im like home alone now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im on leave.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS KAK RASHIDA.&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE THE BEST.&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE THE FUCKING BEST FEMALE EVER LEADER.&lt;br /&gt;10dolla kan, aku boleh kasi kau double k?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-1346965313543349270?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SoEFjX8UEfI/AAAAAAAAAow/djTKuw83WQ4/s72-c/lovenote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-8895673054999330772</id><published>2009-08-10T03:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T03:59:42.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i just need time alone.&lt;br /&gt;after one, than another one .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now this dosen involve any feelings or love or shit,&lt;br /&gt;but now this involve about myself.&lt;br /&gt;how im gona face myself and the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-8895673054999330772?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8895673054999330772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-just-need-time-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/8895673054999330772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/8895673054999330772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-just-need-time-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-8582483976461818711</id><published>2009-08-08T08:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T08:38:55.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>just wanna have fun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;im not sure of the feelings that i have in me yet till now.&lt;br /&gt;i cant find the answer tru my question, just cant find the answer to people question either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feelings that i have, stick with me.&lt;br /&gt;Whether im feeling missed of something,&lt;br /&gt;in love,&lt;br /&gt;or hating someone or whatever..&lt;br /&gt;im feeling-feeling like sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bcos i knw, that ..&lt;br /&gt;that feelings  hold just a second.&lt;br /&gt;it didnt last , and its like just going on and off.&lt;br /&gt;and i just dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im yearning for happiness from people, from the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;After so much ive suffer, after the all those burden..&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna have fun.&lt;br /&gt;somehow followed by being love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not desperate in finding love or to be in love.&lt;br /&gt;All i ever want is happiness and all those people surround me.&lt;br /&gt;Just you know, &lt;i&gt;happy happy selalu&lt;/i&gt; like that.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the same time,&lt;br /&gt;i cant deny that i...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do still teared.&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes being too much pressure, my old moodswing &amp;amp; attitude came back to me.&lt;br /&gt;just once, that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of cause, im strong enough to pull it through.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Im still standing strong now, and still doing fine right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna feel any heartache.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna suffer again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna make myself in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and  you know, i just hate to be too fickle-minded at times too.&lt;br /&gt;and at certain things, u just cant run from facing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont give up easily.&lt;br /&gt;i do like challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ps: proper update soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-8582483976461818711?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8582483976461818711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-not-sure-of-feelings-that-i-have-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/8582483976461818711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/8582483976461818711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-not-sure-of-feelings-that-i-have-in.html' title='just wanna have fun.'/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-406803495563943964</id><published>2009-08-07T03:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T03:26:31.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its complicating;the feeling wasen that strong and it just wont last.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, the past still reflects on me.&lt;br /&gt;I look up at you, as one of the man that ive gaven everything and love so much yet so deep.&lt;br /&gt;It still playing around my mind,&lt;br /&gt;and it just make my head spin like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thing just come and go.&lt;br /&gt;i just want a happines.&lt;br /&gt;That ring; its just killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-406803495563943964?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/406803495563943964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-complicatingthe-feeling-wasen-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/406803495563943964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/406803495563943964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-complicatingthe-feeling-wasen-that.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-2273517223575810572</id><published>2009-08-06T04:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T05:06:42.005-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;two days mc.&lt;br /&gt;till, tuesday and back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yey.&lt;br /&gt;im starting to hate the management at work now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-moodless-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-2273517223575810572?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2273517223575810572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/two-days-mc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/2273517223575810572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/2273517223575810572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnhUMl2T9BI/AAAAAAAAAog/LrH4VlkQMYM/s400/us+four1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366131531307021330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SUNDAY;2 of august&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i thought everything was cancel. But end up, it went smoothly. The karaoke was up as plan. And somehow, i like last minit plan rather than you know; plan2 abeh later cancel . (:&lt;br /&gt;so actually, we planned to record a proper video right. But end up, video yg merepek2 kite amek.&lt;br /&gt;lol!.&lt;br /&gt;and the video are all with afahh. im sorry about it , so i'll just upload what i have with me first okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until i get the video from afah baby,&lt;br /&gt;than i;ll upload it okay.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PSA_4GY3CDI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PSA_4GY3CDI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(background kecohh.sorry ehh.hehehehehehe. afah giler!)&lt;br /&gt;currently: my fav song! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alaahh ni video merepek2.&lt;br /&gt;tunggu afah baby give me okay.&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY WANT A PROPER KARAOKE VIDEO PLS GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW YOU CAN DO IT!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, afah came 1st.&lt;br /&gt;than they came at 5plus 6.&lt;br /&gt;I feel very akward with roy bcos of those fightinG things.&lt;br /&gt;but im glad things ws okay after that (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karaoke and all.&lt;br /&gt;had dinner togather.&lt;br /&gt;than until one part we are slacking,&lt;br /&gt;take stupid pictures.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun,&lt;br /&gt;and this is all those silly pictures okay (:&lt;br /&gt;(the picture taken, 4 of us )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop around 11plus.&lt;br /&gt;Than they ton over my crib.&lt;br /&gt;TGK VIDEO COMING SOON inside my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that to 7-11 to buy ciggy.&lt;br /&gt;and play this stupid silly game otw to 7-11.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, roy is my partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the game called &lt;b&gt;close our eyes&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;time checked was 1plus am already.&lt;br /&gt;and roy baby terlanggar tiang!&lt;br /&gt;LOL. terkejot okay. like suddenly , he was hugging me than BANG!.&lt;br /&gt;bukak mate, terlanggar tiang.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;and this saf n afah tot we;r cheating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;so afah n me sleep upstairs, while the two sleep below.&lt;br /&gt;woke up , they left at 2plus .&lt;br /&gt;AND SUNDAY WAS GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;im too tired to update actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to go off now,&lt;br /&gt;bcos i need to prepare my things for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;than off to b e d .&lt;br /&gt;really tired.&lt;br /&gt;tadi ot okay sampai 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnhT7gxPm9I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/kFEOUDbbD08/s1600-h/DSC06911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnhSqYLLAuI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/VwLvOFRYXQU/s400/My+Received+Files1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366129844009239266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnhSYqGs6uI/AAAAAAAAAnI/W4-eIyM71AM/s1600-h/sisterly+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnhSYqGs6uI/AAAAAAAAAnI/W4-eIyM71AM/s400/sisterly+love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366129539584682722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnhSFALjIpI/AAAAAAAAAm4/5XPfPNfZRl8/s1600-h/sisterly+love2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnhSFALjIpI/AAAAAAAAAm4/5XPfPNfZRl8/s400/sisterly+love2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366129201913209490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnhSFM-8jgI/AAAAAAAAAmw/tIbPs-YikQk/s1600-h/sisterly+love3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnhSFM-8jgI/AAAAAAAAAmw/tIbPs-YikQk/s400/sisterly+love3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366129205350010370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnhR6ZJ57tI/AAAAAAAAAmo/cHGo9_cGLpA/s1600-h/DSC07020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnhR6ZJ57tI/AAAAAAAAAmo/cHGo9_cGLpA/s400/DSC07020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366129019638640338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnhRq444ZPI/AAAAAAAAAmg/eNC-lALGLSs/s1600-h/us+four1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnhRq444ZPI/AAAAAAAAAmg/eNC-lALGLSs/s400/us+four1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366128753279263986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnhRqpNUrfI/AAAAAAAAAmY/hFgCfq2KduY/s1600-h/us+four2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnhRqpNUrfI/AAAAAAAAAmY/hFgCfq2KduY/s400/us+four2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366128749070036466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;hahaha .&lt;br /&gt;okay done!.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;THAT WILL BE ALL.&lt;br /&gt;video will update when i get it.&lt;br /&gt;nights baby!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-2248687685366942721?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2248687685366942721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunday2-of-august-i-thought-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/2248687685366942721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/2248687685366942721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunday2-of-august-i-thought-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnhUMl2T9BI/AAAAAAAAAog/LrH4VlkQMYM/s72-c/us+four1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-7210251861876087849</id><published>2009-08-03T23:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T23:45:33.568-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;morning babies! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Over at work now; was on urgent leave yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; i heard that someone is angry when ytd i didnt turn up for work !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;im on urgent leave and my incharge knows it well okay and ive already inform them earlier on also. sheesh. Again, if im troubling you all;dhl leaders and incharge for my absent ytd; again, am so sorry too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;time checked: 11:32am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;errrrrr, no ciggy;hp is down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;damn damn damn bad day for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;anw, last sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i didnt expected things to turn out so well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Disappointment to you know; moment of happiness and laughter and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;theres tons of unwanted pics and video actually.heheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and i'll update and upload it when i reach home okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;im missing someone so much when i was otw to work just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;who can that be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr muhammad rofian la kan.(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;like just so so sooooo much gituh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im feeling the love now;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and i just hope everything will stays on like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that particular sunday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;errr, alaahhhhh . remember time check blabla, date on 3rd august!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;alaahhhhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;anw, im just feeling so lovely-dovey now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;love is in the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;lalalalalalalal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&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/5176050990156179743-7210251861876087849?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7210251861876087849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/morning-babies-over-at-work-now-was-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/7210251861876087849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/7210251861876087849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/morning-babies-over-at-work-now-was-on.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-1707286695761556724</id><published>2009-08-03T02:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T02:34:29.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uhoJvc8u0tY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uhoJvc8u0tY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;everything was going smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;so i just upload dis silly video first okay.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-1707286695761556724?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1707286695761556724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/1707286695761556724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/1707286695761556724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-4660269449527103753</id><published>2009-08-02T01:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T02:03:45.451-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnUlEskcJnI/AAAAAAAAAkY/cRNzTrzFecg/s1600-h/treasure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 371px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnUlEskcJnI/AAAAAAAAAkY/cRNzTrzFecg/s400/treasure.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365235293695518322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Saturday;2 of august.&lt;br /&gt;Its already the month of august, and just in few days time it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gona&lt;/span&gt; be national day and in few weeks time; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;puasa&lt;/span&gt; is already here.&lt;br /&gt;Time flies just so fast eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway here is just a quick update.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; sorry not much pic taken on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Idk&lt;/span&gt; that the weekend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;gona&lt;/span&gt; be my most ever shitty day ever.&lt;br /&gt;And as for my weekdays, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; been looking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fowerd&lt;/span&gt; for weekend,&lt;br /&gt;so much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sexcited&lt;/span&gt; for the plans and all but everything seems to burn up.&lt;br /&gt;This is the reason why i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like to feel excited for something,&lt;br /&gt;or plan something; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bcos&lt;/span&gt; things wont work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;, after work my day was burn.&lt;br /&gt;Due to fighting with someone that lead to breaking us apart yet till today;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; talk &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; about it at the end of this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as plan, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; went beach to dearest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;elle&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Initially plan was to meet at 1130am.&lt;br /&gt;And i asked her to wake me up at 1015am but i did wake up okay but i left house late as something happen and i was like rushing like mad n only reach &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hougang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;nel&lt;/span&gt; at nearly 1pm?&lt;br /&gt;okay this is extremely sucks. And i was lucky that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;elle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; to out to me a hulk or a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;shrek&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; to rush to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;coffeeshop&lt;/span&gt; opp,&lt;br /&gt;and bump into FRED!&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that i was already fucking late, i have stay for awhile &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;bcos&lt;/span&gt; it have been fucking long since i last meet him..&lt;br /&gt;and make a quick catch up with him and left 5-10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;minits&lt;/span&gt; later on!.&lt;br /&gt;LAME &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;GILER&lt;/span&gt; OR WHAT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;TK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;NPK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;DIER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;elle&lt;/span&gt; baby!.&lt;br /&gt;Took the bus to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;sentosa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Settle down at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;siloso&lt;/span&gt; beach.&lt;br /&gt;And you know, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;dontlike&lt;/span&gt; to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;pahlawan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and by the time we reach there its already 2plus pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun was sucks.&lt;br /&gt;not good at all.&lt;br /&gt;just on and off.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;urghhhh&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;but me n &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;elle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;keepon&lt;/span&gt; feeling thirsty even tho is not a hot weather you know.&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; snap much picture as we spend our time smoking, tanning ( taking a short nap ) and eating as we both packed food for each other.&lt;br /&gt;SANDWICHES&amp;amp;NUGGETS&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left around 4plus near to 5plus.&lt;br /&gt;tot of watching the fireworks but.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnUlEVapAPI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/hp8bqFlSvSI/s1600-h/alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnUlEVapAPI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/hp8bqFlSvSI/s400/alone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365235287480402162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnUlDpQWZhI/AAAAAAAAAkI/8MTaEYK_Omo/s1600-h/me+beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnUlDpQWZhI/AAAAAAAAAkI/8MTaEYK_Omo/s400/me+beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365235275626079762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;told ya, didnt have much pictures.&lt;br /&gt;and elle refuse to send me her picture taken alone!&lt;br /&gt;went back over to my crib , reaches around 6plus.&lt;br /&gt;than heed down to downtown chalet for ZILLA CHALET.&lt;br /&gt;(psst psst;ikotkan hati aku tknk turun tau! abehh turun kau maen lappy pulak eh! lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than aroud 9pm went off.&lt;br /&gt;me and elle meet my parents.&lt;br /&gt;had satay together.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;than went home and shit happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnUlDc0arsI/AAAAAAAAAkA/1o2kweNN6X8/s1600-h/after+a+tiring+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnUlDc0arsI/AAAAAAAAAkA/1o2kweNN6X8/s400/after+a+tiring+day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365235272287694530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i dont wanna leave you.&lt;br /&gt;and i really dont wanna leave you.&lt;br /&gt;But what you say make me feel as if i m just as bad as you thought.&lt;br /&gt;You have been telling me how much ive hurt you inlove and you told me that you dont want me to hurt you; where else at time i really dont know what im doing or what i am up too.&lt;br /&gt;whatever you tell me, is like ure begging me for not hurting you.&lt;br /&gt;How u feel and how u beg for it, i understand how it feels dearest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bcos that is what ive done during my past.&lt;br /&gt;ive plead him to leave me and even beg him not to come back.&lt;br /&gt;Bcos ive suffered just to much.&lt;br /&gt;But still, i cant really get the picture what ive really done.&lt;br /&gt;But i know partly is my mistake, not realizing that e one who love me so deep is just right infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wana let you go.&lt;br /&gt;But it seems that ure suffering being with me.&lt;br /&gt;Even tho we're not togather, this thing is going on and off.&lt;br /&gt;and you know; that i do seriously love you.&lt;br /&gt;but at times i dont know what is pulling me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday arguement without fail for the past few mth had never make me feel of giiving up dearest.&lt;br /&gt;NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;but as time goes by, when ure complaining to others on how much ive hurt you in love and all,&lt;br /&gt;make me feel very bad.extremely very very very bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so blur and shagged about this thing now.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whats up next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive tried my best.&lt;br /&gt;But idk why things turn out to be like that.&lt;br /&gt;and on the another hand, u can never see the best side and the good part of me.&lt;br /&gt;im always a sore in e eye to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want people to be happy with me.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want people to suffer being with me.&lt;br /&gt;Worst come still, forcing themself to love me or be with me.&lt;br /&gt;but im glad that you dont.&lt;br /&gt;Its just that im thankful that u mention, you dont wanna lie to urself that uve been hurting urself so much being with me.&lt;br /&gt;bcos ive been neglecting ur love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just flash back at those good time.&lt;br /&gt;Even tho my history stories keepon poping up,&lt;br /&gt;you are the one who have done ur part; to make me forget everything.&lt;br /&gt;But still; i dont know what is confusing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just too much.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like to feel this pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont believe in two different world can click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;its confusing me now. plus hurting me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anyway to dearest elle,&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoy being with youu.&lt;br /&gt;those craziest joke of steps and everything.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;ape saje la ni makcik.:) so must take note, next time kluar we both must wear spec already.Jgn tk bawak pulak, susah kalau due2 rabun tau.heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;Whats next?shopping?clubbing?sleepover?or more?..&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;love you girlfriend!:) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;club this week?&lt;br /&gt;HMM.&lt;br /&gt;its sunday today.&lt;br /&gt;shall just wait if the plan for sunday is turning up.&lt;br /&gt;really disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-4660269449527103753?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4660269449527103753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/saturday2-of-august.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/4660269449527103753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/4660269449527103753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/saturday2-of-august.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SnUlEskcJnI/AAAAAAAAAkY/cRNzTrzFecg/s72-c/treasure.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-1198392091343456706</id><published>2009-08-01T11:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T11:29:24.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>confused?hurt?disappointed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The men that love me so much ,&lt;br /&gt;more than i ever love him, mr someone.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe ive make my mistake, by not realizing that the person who love me is just right infront of me for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive tried my best to give the love and yet ive fail.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe ive lost hope in love and trying my best to give love and forget the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like everything is coming back to me.&lt;br /&gt;As in, everything seems to be my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that im really a failure in this.&lt;br /&gt;And it seems that im just a really fucking loser in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;People just always think the bad side of me.&lt;br /&gt;They always think that i am that kind of what people have at the first impression of me.&lt;br /&gt;They just love putting words in my mouth and have all those bad thinking towards me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its hurting but i know, im the only person who know the best about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know whats my mistake.&lt;br /&gt;and ive never ever say things like,&lt;br /&gt;"no it wasen me" knwoing that it is really my mistake. Get me?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i do try my best to stand firm and speak up for my right,&lt;br /&gt;and yet some people just say that i am just an ego bitch who dosen and wont realize her mistake.&lt;br /&gt;Which is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am so blur now.&lt;br /&gt;i really need to take a break on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;blame it all on me;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-1198392091343456706?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1198392091343456706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/confusedhurtdisappointed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/1198392091343456706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/1198392091343456706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/confusedhurtdisappointed.html' title='confused?hurt?disappointed?'/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-2520159995164499251</id><published>2009-07-31T09:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T09:15:37.405-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i need it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yey! im finally h o m e (:&lt;br /&gt;and i desperately need a ciggy!&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhh im desperate for it ,how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and you know, now i currently smoke winner menthol instead of my everyday viceroy red!&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the two boys haaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i want ciggy!&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-2520159995164499251?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2520159995164499251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/2520159995164499251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/2520159995164499251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-it.html' title='i need it!'/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-6180539880416070443</id><published>2009-07-30T23:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T23:31:08.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>finally its friday! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;good morning babies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;its friday today and i cant wait to get out of work! yey! yey! yey! And idk where im heading too tonight. Hopefully theres some plan . :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Im over at work now, currently waiting for lunch time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im so gona die bcos ive finish up my ciggy yesterdayy and idk how to survive todaay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and my pocket left with just a few bucks only okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;damn it, cant wait for next friday;payday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;currently running out of cash you knowwwwww..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;have to really save for tomorrow and next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;urghhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;100bucks just gone in just few days just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;idk what the hell did i do with my money, im feeling so like angry about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gone just like that. stupid right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im sure mum gona nagged at me if she knows about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;time checked: 11:28am now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as usual, b o r e d now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hopefully no paper work later on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;stress boleh nangis okay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;morning voices turning me on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&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/5176050990156179743-6180539880416070443?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6180539880416070443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-morning-babies-its-friday-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6180539880416070443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6180539880416070443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-morning-babies-its-friday-today.html' title='finally its friday! (:'/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-4890107250443869024</id><published>2009-07-29T22:12:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T01:15:52.561-04:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the voice of him whispering early in the morning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;love is in the air; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;morning readers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Im just feeling so shagged now; Feel like sleeping plus hungry too. Just cant wait for tomorrow to end. Because i cant wait for the weekend plan.&amp;amp; i hope everything will go well for that two days. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Early in the morning when i step in to work, i get feedback from kak rashida(the recept leader) that ive done a sum of mistake regarding shipment ytd. I feel bad for that. But im not giving it up and to keepon trying knowing that theres few who left after training bcos this job is just too hard. For me, idk why i tend to forget easily when im getting too paranoid or angry and whatsoever. But its okay. I hope everything will go well and yeah; must learn from the mistake! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The reason why im feeling shaggy bcos of ytd. I continue d/e after my job ends. Besides that, i really miss touching onto that job you know.And i have fun time working ytd (: Cheryl was there;farhana wasen around plus lenny and kak norlah and kak salmiah. And im happy for cheryl bcos i can see that she have done alot of improvement in typing skill comparing the day when she just walk in to e co. ! yey! and ytd, i was suprise that work finishes at 1025pm , where normally it will ends at 11pm or later than that. Maybe bcos of the people that are working on that day is doing a fast job on that! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;something happen that really make my mood goes up. &lt;i&gt;it happen once,and i hope it wont happen twice.&lt;/i&gt; I was going for break at 9pm, and when i push the door, i didnt know that this T W O irritating ladies was standing behind e door and one of them is holding hot milo. And when i pushed it, bangggg! to her! but luckily the water didnt spill. and i say ,"opps! sorry" and did i do it on purpose?no right! and this two ladies was like staring at me and one of them just *jeling* at me and that is just so rude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yg pegi berdiri belakang pintu buat ape right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I was like totally angry and trying my best to control my temper you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;cheryl: puki nye perempuan.u say sorry right just now?and they show u dat kind of attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;exactly! but its okay, u wanna stare me. Just stare as much as u want. bcos after my job ends; this two "ladies" (instead of label-ing them bitches eh) stare at me. ohhh its okay; just dont make me loose my wire thats all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Someone told me that im behaving very typical minah when it came to this kind of matter. And seriously, im just that kind of person. My mouth will just move automatically and say &lt;i&gt;blablablaaa&lt;/i&gt; by itself. And i am trying my best to keep my mouth shut and you know just let them run their way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Like for example. E otha day i was walking down at town with a male friend of mine(wasen mr r.). And there's this group of people which i dont think "town people" (hahahahahaha) was like looking at my fren and laugh and idk what they are saying. They even look more to YP as in you knw "yps". The way they dress up okay not the age matter okay. And i turn and shouted, " &lt;a href="mailto:%^@%^%!@^%!^@"&gt;mailto:%^@%^%!@^%!^@&lt;/a&gt;^ what the fuck ure looking and laughing at?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and this boys turn and just shut up and look away. And my friend was like asking me why and telling me that im being just too loud. Omg, they are just so rude okay. And seriously i dont like that kind of people. People with stupid silly attitude. Yucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Im not behaving like a typical bitch. Im just like that and i'll try my best to shut my mouth next time. Since two person dont like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Including mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;she advise me to cut down my vulgarities when im in anger .She say, "dari hari mule ke sekarang tau i notice".. And i told her, "tkkan i nak vulgar sesuke hati. Org yg kat tefon ke mane2 yg kurang aja.tkkan nak diam aje"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and she just advise me on and on and on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sigh. Mengalah she said. So i should just let people run their way as they like haa. hmmmmm.. so maybe i'll try to improve more on that okay. Just hate people with stupid attitude yg mcm bergini. sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;time checked: 11:02am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Tomorrow its friday and i just cant wait for that! Hopefully all plan on the weekend will work out haa esp sunday! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mum is being so sweet ytd to wait for me to come back from work, 12.00am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;it seems like someone is getting close with both parents haa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;let bygones be bygones.As said, im moving on and the pain is heeling. Im look ahead for my upcoming future(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no worries people. thanks for ure concern !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;with love; ashlynn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-4890107250443869024?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4890107250443869024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/4890107250443869024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/4890107250443869024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-5836341823097745460</id><published>2009-07-29T04:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T04:23:04.541-04:00</updated><title type='text'>boring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;time checked: 4:17pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and ive been sitting here for almost 45 with no customer. and currently enjoy the cold aircon until i keepon rushing to the toilet now and than.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;work ends at 6pm later on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but im working O.t over at d/e (data entry) to cover people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i was super lazy actually. wanted to work on friday actually so that i need not rush to go back, but since they said friday they dont need me and need me today, i just say okay without any complains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;again, the only problem is ; it ends at 11pm lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nevermind, i think i'll just drop tamp hor (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;further more, i miss working and typing ,working as a d/e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and luckily and like finally cheryl dearest is working today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yey ! so i got teman and yeahhhh finally back to work with her =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im so bored right now. can i sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and i only have bread for lunch just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;diet haaa lynn! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and im just so so sleepy right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ive been troubling all those abg-abg over here; sorry ehhhh. and i feel bad about it. urgh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cold.sleepy.cold.sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sighhhhhhhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i wanna get a new phone.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;suddenly im missing someone now.&lt;br /&gt;who eh?.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-5836341823097745460?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5836341823097745460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/5836341823097745460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/5836341823097745460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/boring.html' title='boring!'/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-6523445850943020541</id><published>2009-07-28T11:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T12:01:59.528-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sm8eHIygL5I/AAAAAAAAAjw/nVy8RQs19sA/s1600-h/col+us+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 372px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sm8eHIygL5I/AAAAAAAAAjw/nVy8RQs19sA/s400/col+us+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363538789188775826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tuesday,28/july&lt;br /&gt;i just got back from work and dinner with mr r.&lt;br /&gt;work was okay just now; and i hope everything gona be okay sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;as usual; work ends at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr r didnt called me ytd and idk what mood got into him.&lt;br /&gt;And he called me when i was otw back, and since we wanted to have dinner together, meet him at outram mrt than off to habourfront.&lt;br /&gt;hello; expo-habourfront okay!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;mr r dont wanna ride bcos of certain reason so yeah; meet him there.&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at habourfront food court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont believeeee that this happen actually right infront of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;bcos never in my life ive came across with that.&lt;br /&gt;when we bumped into the ex bf.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel nothing but was just shocked.&lt;br /&gt;and to mr r, stop it okay with all negative thinking.&lt;br /&gt;ive move on baby; dont kesiankan me bcos ive always been talking abt him or my past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember what we've planned?&lt;br /&gt;maybe, we should improve all those things that we always quarrell and etc.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parted at outram.&lt;br /&gt;someone feels like crying. who eh? :)&lt;br /&gt;and what he felt is what im feeling also.&lt;br /&gt;it feels like, urghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;and here, last friday entry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sm8eGboDCEI/AAAAAAAAAjo/N8yJOqQqjfI/s1600-h/col+us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 368px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sm8eGboDCEI/AAAAAAAAAjo/N8yJOqQqjfI/s400/col+us.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363538777065326658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mr r, fetch me from work.&lt;br /&gt;Than since its fri, thats the only day we can enjoy .. fri &amp;amp; sat is the only day im free now.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at marina food court.&lt;br /&gt;spend sometime together talking.&lt;br /&gt;then home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;talk with sister(zana) and bf.&lt;br /&gt;was laughing away sampai air mate melelehh2 okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than saturday;&lt;br /&gt;went out with mummy and sister to bugis to window shop.&lt;br /&gt;than mr r join us.&lt;br /&gt;and something happen which i dont wanna elaborate much on that.&lt;br /&gt;im not behaving like typical malays okay darling.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at raffles hosp, long talk just the four of us.&lt;br /&gt;and thats e day when i spend my time with mum talking and everything.&lt;br /&gt;ILOVEIT!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU MUM!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;mum and sister went to mustafa,&lt;br /&gt;and since mr r bring his bike, we actually wanted to hit mustafa to meet mum n sis there..&lt;br /&gt;but ade la bende2 yg buat kite stop kannnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and done,&lt;br /&gt;im so shagged and heading off to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;tireddddd laaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sm8eGBNNPTI/AAAAAAAAAjg/WN1lHTgv4RQ/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sm8eGBNNPTI/AAAAAAAAAjg/WN1lHTgv4RQ/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363538769973427506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l o v e ,&lt;br /&gt;i love you and you love me.&lt;br /&gt;l o v e ,&lt;br /&gt;and i love you and you love me.&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-6523445850943020541?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6523445850943020541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/tuesday28july-i-just-got-back-from-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6523445850943020541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6523445850943020541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/tuesday28july-i-just-got-back-from-work.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sm8eHIygL5I/AAAAAAAAAjw/nVy8RQs19sA/s72-c/col+us+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-6253753986985885798</id><published>2009-07-28T01:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T01:17:28.845-04:00</updated><title type='text'>s o m e t i m e s..... (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;sometimes i wonder, when will all this &lt;i&gt;stupid things, stupid feelings end.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sometimes im thinking, what should i do to avoid all this unwanted feelings that can just haunt my life down rapidly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sometimes i just think that, humans are the one who make things and life complicated for us,one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sometimes i just even feel that how i wish im not even exist in this world .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sometimes i just wish that i could just rewind back my life to the olden days, younger days,kids dayss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sometimes im just being too fickle minded, i know, to decide things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sometimes i asked myself, why do human need love? perfect soulmate and whatsoever in life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sometimes i just feel that im a loser at love and life but i know im not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;because sometimes im proud to be what i am, proud to have all those beautiful soul around me.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sometimes i just feel that i could just jump off from the building after feeling so depress by humans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but yet again, when i think and think and think; ohhh this is human life. You cant escape from all those problem in life; you have to solve things slowly and maturedly.. and for what had happen, learn to accept the fact that sometimes is not even your luck or maybe things happen with just reason .&amp;amp; that dosen mean, ur life have end there! u still have to keep it going...... =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and you know sometimes what ive been wishing for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sometimes i just wish that i could just run away farrrr from everything and live on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and sometimes im thinking, " what should i do to avoid certain people from reading my blog rather than changing my url or set it to private. heheheheh. bcos i know, ive change my url upteen times already kan and i dont want to trouble people to keepon relink-ing me? hmmmm (:"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sometimes, sometimes, sometimes..hmmmmmmm...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;idk what im talking here.blame it all to boredom horrr (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;time checked: 1:12pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;just had my lunch and mum is being so sweet to pack food for me! love you mum!!(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;just cant wait for friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;currently, waiting patiencely to get out of work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and im happy abit bcos i can manage some of my work abit already.wuhuuu!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i can do it!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;puasa soooooooooooon gona be next mth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and , seriously im not looking forward for raya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;lalalalallalalalala!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-6253753986985885798?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6253753986985885798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/sometimes-i-wonder-when-will-all-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6253753986985885798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6253753986985885798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/sometimes-i-wonder-when-will-all-this.html' title='s o m e t i m e s..... (:'/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-5056909067562985851</id><published>2009-07-27T10:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T10:24:04.418-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sm24FJk7TaI/AAAAAAAAAjI/e5X-4xCmc6A/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sm24FJk7TaI/AAAAAAAAAjI/e5X-4xCmc6A/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363145129877786018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i love the song in my blog so much.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to mr &lt;b&gt;f&lt;/b&gt; hor.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;meet mr f after work just now for a short while.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm hmmm hmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;heading off to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;*toodles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-5056909067562985851?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5056909067562985851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-song-in-my-blog-so-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/5056909067562985851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/5056909067562985851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-song-in-my-blog-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sm24FJk7TaI/AAAAAAAAAjI/e5X-4xCmc6A/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-2242744345908026078</id><published>2009-07-26T22:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:54:27.649-04:00</updated><title type='text'>rain rain, heavy rain please (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Time checked: 10:34am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;morning people! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im freshly awake because im at work now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My two days OJT are dead last week. And thats explain, why im here all alone in this coldddddd office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;can i go home?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;or can not have any customer today? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;only the people around me knows how nervous i am attending to work today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and even when i woke up at 6:15am just now, i feel like not attending bcos im just so nervous for this you know. and kak mas wasen around, and i really hope everything will goooo well.sheeesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;rain rain heavy rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i hope this rain wont just stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so that there wont be much or any cust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But im shivvering here because i didnt bring my sweater and this stupid heels is making me having blister and mark . urgh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im b o r e d now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and feeling sleepy already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*yawn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;should bring my usb so that i can trans pictures and have a proper update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sheeshhhh... so what can i do now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;omg, im bored and soooo sleepy now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyway. the other day i have a gooood long talk with mum. Both mum and dad la actually. It have been some time since ive spend my time with mummy you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And i feel so good after talking to her, and hearing her advise that she gave me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But still, im the one who can decide what i actually want in life.As as for my mum, my parents; i know they'll always support me no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ever since than, you know i just feel bad bcos i know haven been behaving *wordstobeaddedhere* some weeks ago. But im glad after all those talk , i feel so much better and i really feel very very very happy. No matter what happen, i'll always and still have my family around with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And to my younger sister; its time for me to really take care of her rather than you know, shout and just shoo her away from my life. LOL. really la. But deep down inside, of cause i love her so much even tho we're like you know Tom &amp;amp; jerry at home (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Other than that; for mr r.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Again, i'll just let fate decide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Im glad that somehow u can mix along well with my family esp my dad.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And you know; sometimes i just dnt know what im doing. I dont mean to break ur heart but its just that ........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well; im confused on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;if everything is fine with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;u can have ur r6 okay with my share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and after that, my courses okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;im still having this confused feelings on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-2242744345908026078?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2242744345908026078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/rain-rain-heavy-rain-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/2242744345908026078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/2242744345908026078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/rain-rain-heavy-rain-please.html' title='rain rain, heavy rain please (:'/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-6730834513731894544</id><published>2009-07-26T03:08:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T03:29:03.321-04:00</updated><title type='text'>home alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Im not giving up.&lt;br /&gt;i know i can do it and get rid of all this thing.&lt;br /&gt;All those problem that have been troubling me, all those pain , all those people , those stress of work and etc&lt;br /&gt;i know i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;and i know i can .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;all i need is time. Plenty of time to recover and you know, free of mind.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever had happen, make me feel as if im tired of this.&lt;br /&gt;tired to feel the pain that will never end , but instead it will be there..&lt;br /&gt;and there, and more and even more worse an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;d stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;You know; im like just &lt;b&gt;Totally&lt;/b&gt; tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why im blogging about this because i feel so stuck now.&lt;br /&gt;and im home alone at home now you know.&lt;br /&gt;thinking what to do.&lt;br /&gt;yarh; mum is out to jb.&lt;br /&gt;dad : work and than meet mum and off to gran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ny house at bb.&lt;br /&gt;sister; out and will be home at 8pm&lt;br /&gt;kakak : as usual la working.&lt;br /&gt;and babygirl, will not be around for two month.&lt;br /&gt;bcos, da ade babysit and i just miss her so muccchhh..&lt;br /&gt;i miss babygirl so much you know, &amp;amp; mcm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;nak nangis gituh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's like growing already.&lt;br /&gt;Da pandai bebual sikit2.&lt;br /&gt;da pandai merajok.&lt;br /&gt;her irritatingness, her cuteness , i miss her so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmwDxfAKIEI/AAAAAAAAAjA/qMNGn4o1SY8/s1600-h/babyann.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmwDxfAKIEI/AAAAAAAAAjA/qMNGn4o1SY8/s400/babyann.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362665404962054210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:( :(&lt;br /&gt;sedihla kannn.&lt;br /&gt;isk.&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;babygirl : PAPA!-while showing something- kakak, broom broom wherE?broom broom neee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me : baby diam la.tkmo mcm gini la.bising la. da besa mangkin byk bebual pulak.sanelaaa.bising jerrrr!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;babygirl : hmph!!!! -showing of her cuteirritating face.kononye merajok lor- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;da pandai budak kecik nik tau.iskk,rindu sekaliiiii!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;im so nervous about tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;so scared.&lt;br /&gt;just so nervous.&lt;br /&gt;and i keep thinking about tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and telling everyone how nervous and scared am i for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;alaaahhhh.abeh mcm mane?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;a new step to learn.&lt;br /&gt;patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;alahh.alahhhh.alaahhhh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-6730834513731894544?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6730834513731894544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-not-giving-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6730834513731894544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6730834513731894544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-not-giving-up.html' title='home alone.'/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmwDxfAKIEI/AAAAAAAAAjA/qMNGn4o1SY8/s72-c/babyann.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-8615915781576890752</id><published>2009-07-25T13:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T13:51:00.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i m just tired of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-8615915781576890752?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8615915781576890752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-m-just-tired-of-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/8615915781576890752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/8615915781576890752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-m-just-tired-of-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-1477605812303973341</id><published>2009-07-25T04:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T04:43:51.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Smq_17JPSqI/AAAAAAAAAi4/M-xT7gQvCQA/s1600-h/fian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Smq_17JPSqI/AAAAAAAAAi4/M-xT7gQvCQA/s400/fian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362309239468411554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;roy says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; oh kekasih fad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; bila nak send?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   A s h,   cinta says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; FAD SAPE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; salah org la u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;roy says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; indie disoc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; disco*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; my old name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   A s h,   cinta says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;roy says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; indie disco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tell mummy i miss her ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;roy writes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I MISS MUMM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   A s h,   cinta says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; heh.okayy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;roy says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; alamak tak ada space la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   A s h,   cinta says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lagik?anak dier tk miss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;roy says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tak ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; buat apa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   A s h,   cinta says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; buat ape. terime kasih byk2 fian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;roy says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tunggu lynn betul2 serious about us baru miss ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   A s h,   cinta says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;roy says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A s h,   cinta says:&lt;br /&gt;  :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes i just feel that i am not ready to commit, i dont wanna commit, or yes i want to commit.But like again, i leave it all to fate. I agree that after what had happen after breaking off with the ex bf during those long month of breaking up before we "so call get together", i do get to know guys who want to get to know me or trying their best to win my heart. Bcos at that point of time, i just feel so shit and just trying my best to forget him you know. And i dont go dating with like only you and i, but i prefer going out together as one. But still, i just cuden bring myself to fall for them and Love them.&lt;br /&gt;And honestly for those people who know me so well, who have see the change in me, the good improvement of becoming WORSE to good; i am not that kind of person who can go around dating with alot of guys or knowing alot of guys. Its not that i dont want or sombong or whatsoever. Its just that i cuden bring myself to you know "meet a new person" as in " person that u kenal2 inside or outside".. i find myself sucky on that. But still my friends advise me to go on, and make a lot of friends. And yet, i cuden bring myself to that stage. Bcos i dont feel comfortable on &lt;i&gt;dating guys&lt;/i&gt; and knowing guys. Errr. get what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;And lately, remember bennie? The guy that ive once mention in my blog dat time. He called me the other day. Asking me, how am i doing and stuff like that. And he asked me this ,&lt;br /&gt;"abeh skg sape mataer u?ke maseh memilih?".. see, people always got the wrong impression of me. Because he ever wants me to be his but i just cant.Until u know got this point of time, we fought and he fuck me and i just ignoree.I told myself this you know..mcm , if u wanna go than just go. if u wanna stay than stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like mr r.&lt;br /&gt;He can feel that i am not ready for all this thing.&lt;br /&gt;And i told him this,&lt;br /&gt;" u noe now we are close, if one day u really go away like really go away.. like seriously, what im gona look ahead is my carrier and my family &amp;amp; friends. that will be all.and you know i HATe and WONT dating with guys."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats what im thinking right now.&lt;br /&gt;WORK.&lt;br /&gt;and you know, ytd was kak mas last day as recept before i took over her place.&lt;br /&gt;and i share stories about my past r's. and somehow whatever she said hit my brain you know.&lt;br /&gt;"i skg da 34 eh, kadang2 i nak jadi 19 yrs old balek. Kalau boleh tkmo commit. Keje keras, dpt gaji enjoyy . Buy what u want.Enjoy dgn kawan keee.. u know..dari nk stress2 pasal mataer ni semue"&lt;br /&gt;and that is what my mum told me also. and i just look at her and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back for proper update okay.&lt;br /&gt;going out with mum and sister right now.&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY; chialakkkkk!&lt;br /&gt;*praying hard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-1477605812303973341?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1477605812303973341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/roy-says-oh-kekasih-fad-bila-nak-send-s.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/1477605812303973341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/1477605812303973341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/roy-says-oh-kekasih-fad-bila-nak-send-s.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Smq_17JPSqI/AAAAAAAAAi4/M-xT7gQvCQA/s72-c/fian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-7878437303236349989</id><published>2009-07-21T04:30:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:28:47.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmWIcmE3_CI/AAAAAAAAAik/g-ufYkPvmIs/s1600-h/me2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmWIcmE3_CI/AAAAAAAAAik/g-ufYkPvmIs/s400/me2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360840956293151778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;will be away for some period of time.&lt;br /&gt;sleepover, sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;party party and partyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;work and work and work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;stay tune.&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy the music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love my people and my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thanks so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;esp mum, thanks for always supporting me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the msg that ive forward, that is that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love you mum! l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-7878437303236349989?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7878437303236349989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-got-back-from-office.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/7878437303236349989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/7878437303236349989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-got-back-from-office.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmWIcmE3_CI/AAAAAAAAAik/g-ufYkPvmIs/s72-c/me2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-5916992385277549990</id><published>2009-07-20T12:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T12:26:34.187-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmSaI63aBsI/AAAAAAAAAic/GQJj2O0Pa48/s1600-h/khairul2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmSaI63aBsI/AAAAAAAAAic/GQJj2O0Pa48/s400/khairul2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360578934509012674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;To dearest khairul(this it not my bestfriend k)&lt;br /&gt;happy 20th birthday bro!&lt;br /&gt;alaahh.lupe birthday pon nak merajok!&lt;br /&gt;aku step lupe aje .&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehehe!&lt;br /&gt;may all ur wishes and dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;da mangkin besar da kau, tkmo mangkin giler k bro.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;SYG LU!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HERE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmSaI_nR66I/AAAAAAAAAiU/pBabR70pHAw/s1600-h/fara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmSaI_nR66I/AAAAAAAAAiU/pBabR70pHAw/s400/fara.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360578935783549858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHATEVER IT IS,&lt;br /&gt;i miss our old times.&lt;br /&gt;i miss this bitch.&lt;br /&gt;soooo sooooo much.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you BUSYWOMAN!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-5916992385277549990?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5916992385277549990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-dearest-khairulthis-it-not-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/5916992385277549990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/5916992385277549990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-dearest-khairulthis-it-not-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmSaI63aBsI/AAAAAAAAAic/GQJj2O0Pa48/s72-c/khairul2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-1928792989003245155</id><published>2009-07-20T02:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T03:09:40.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at times, i can be very emotional you know.&lt;br /&gt;and if you see, im so called " &lt;i&gt;jiwang-jiwang&lt;/i&gt;" that means,&lt;br /&gt;im down.&lt;br /&gt;so can i talk abit emotional now?&lt;br /&gt;(ninie! i stole this pic at fb okay!)hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i bet ive post this entry a hell lot of time.&lt;br /&gt;but i cant help it. Bcos i just miss this someone so much.&lt;br /&gt;ive been thinking , why is she like that.&lt;br /&gt;why does she turn out to be like that?&lt;br /&gt;dosen she even think of me?&lt;br /&gt;or miss me?&lt;br /&gt;Wheres our friendship promises?our dreams?&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im glad and happy that uve grown up.&lt;br /&gt;at times, i really hate you so much.&lt;br /&gt;but on e other hand, i miss you so.&lt;br /&gt;c'mon, its eight year plus of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;good and bad times.&lt;br /&gt;whenever there's you, there'll always be me.&lt;br /&gt;remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my bestfriend that i treasure so much.&lt;br /&gt;and this apply to my male bestfriend too that i love soo much.&lt;br /&gt;both of them.&lt;br /&gt;where are they now?&lt;br /&gt;happy life; forgetabout me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sedih sekali you know.&lt;br /&gt;but u guys will always be in my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, as i was browsing fb.&lt;br /&gt;i grab this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its like OMG!&lt;br /&gt;its...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmQTmes2xCI/AAAAAAAAAiM/bmtBu3m_9QA/s1600-h/imah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmQTmes2xCI/AAAAAAAAAiM/bmtBu3m_9QA/s400/imah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360431008274891810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;imah and thats her boyfriend!.&lt;br /&gt;and that is imah, the she that ive been refering about.&lt;br /&gt;omg! she cut her hair.!!&lt;br /&gt;and when i look at it, i cant stop saying ..like again.. " omg! omG!"&lt;br /&gt;da berbulan tk jumpe okay.&lt;br /&gt;mcm sedih gituhhh you know.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay enuff about that.&lt;br /&gt;its monday blue today!&lt;br /&gt;time checked : 2:59pm&lt;br /&gt;ytd, the homies come over my place for karaoke-ing and chilling session!.&lt;br /&gt;it have been a lonngg time ehk.&lt;br /&gt;i was so happy you know! mcm da lame giler gituh tk spend time like this.&lt;br /&gt;and its like, wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! shiok! misses &amp;amp; love!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love korg-korg okay!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so night time, meet someone.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;and than, i got a good news? or isit a bad news?&lt;br /&gt;im applying full time for my previous job.&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow im heading down to UBI to meet the incharge!&lt;br /&gt;mr r! finally lorrrrrr =)))))&lt;br /&gt;but mum and dad dosen like me to work there!&lt;br /&gt;but mr r, is being so ohsweet and wants to pick me up from work if i started to work back.&lt;br /&gt;the work timing sucks lor! dats e thing!.&lt;br /&gt;idk. will discuss it with mumy &amp;amp; daddy tonite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im still waiting for blush, my previous job also.&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeee geram nyer! nk puase, nak raye nik!&lt;br /&gt;iskk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad called me.&lt;br /&gt;daddy :" kak! kau ade kawan name farhana?"&lt;br /&gt;me : farhana byk sehh. farhana mane?&lt;br /&gt;daddy : ni dier ade tadi.dier tanye, " ni bapak lynn eh"&lt;br /&gt;me : (dalam hati mcm wahhhhhhh! sape eh) aik?sape sehh&lt;br /&gt;daddy : takpe. nanti daddy jumpe dier daddy call balek. dier kate dier kawan kau&lt;br /&gt;me : okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. cham pulak bapak aku.&lt;br /&gt;heheheheh.&lt;br /&gt;few minits..&lt;br /&gt;daddy : ni farhana. jap eh&lt;br /&gt;farhana : hello! ni farhana la.! tk kenal?&lt;br /&gt;me : farhana mane sehhh??&lt;br /&gt;farhana : farhana senior la. hougang sec.&lt;br /&gt;me : ahhh?errrr. technical eh?&lt;br /&gt;farhana : uhuh laa.&lt;br /&gt;me : ceyyyyyy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;padehal kat sekola tak berbual tau!&lt;br /&gt;:) so u must be the passerby who tag my blog eh makcik!.&lt;br /&gt;heheheheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and mum called me saying dat dad is helping also to find work.&lt;br /&gt;also kirekan, my mum also helping me lor.&lt;br /&gt;:) mcm touch gituhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay gtg now.&lt;br /&gt;wanna find something and eat.&lt;br /&gt;and clean the houseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wanna party!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-1928792989003245155?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1928792989003245155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/at-times-i-can-be-very-emotional-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/1928792989003245155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/1928792989003245155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/at-times-i-can-be-very-emotional-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmQTmes2xCI/AAAAAAAAAiM/bmtBu3m_9QA/s72-c/imah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-6848746241672434188</id><published>2009-07-19T13:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T13:14:08.907-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my eye vision is blur now.&lt;br /&gt;getting blurrrrrrrrr mcm nak rabun ajer mate!&lt;br /&gt;and it gona be a week now, its very blur okay. sigh&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rase-rase mcm blind woman pulak!&lt;br /&gt;now i can tell zana(sister),&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;welcome to the club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;satu family ni da rabun ni. cube daddy ajer!&lt;br /&gt;adui!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BABY adriana! SEE U SPREAD IT TO ALL!&lt;br /&gt;HMMPH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-6848746241672434188?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6848746241672434188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-eye-vision-is-blur-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6848746241672434188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6848746241672434188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-eye-vision-is-blur-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-3346794754863337762</id><published>2009-07-19T03:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T05:04:14.515-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmLKZZolVKI/AAAAAAAAAh8/fWGz4rFfP7w/s1600-h/bestie%21%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmLKZZolVKI/AAAAAAAAAh8/fWGz4rFfP7w/s400/bestie%21%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360069044250956962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Saturday; 19july.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After a longggg time of not meeting bestie , my dear apish farrell.. we decided to meet up yesterday as planned! and i know this guy here miss me so much like how much i misses him! kan gemok? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Planned to meet at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;tapi dier punye otw pun pukol 630 baru sampai somerset.&lt;br /&gt;and i texted him saying i was ON THE WAY, but i actuallt just left house only at 630!&lt;br /&gt;alaah, my place to somerset is like very near lor. half&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; an hr can reach mah&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;and this cutegemokhensembestfriend smsing me nonsense shit that make me laugh or tersenyum sendiri2!terime kasih banyak-banyak eh apish &lt;33 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the guy who propose me to be his girlfriend.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and than , when i was at ming arcade his there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;he asked me question like,&lt;br /&gt;why tk inlove and blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i look at him and say,&lt;br /&gt;" didnt you know im a lesbian? i only adore girls bcos i just think that they are much more hotter than guys?" :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;but i told him,&lt;br /&gt;i was with someone actually .&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;karaoke ended at 12am.&lt;br /&gt;and sorry dearest whom i didnt reply ur texted.i was busy .&lt;br /&gt;:)sorry okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmLhMqeh0gI/AAAAAAAAAiE/64fWy_KaJYg/s1600-h/shalele.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmLhMqeh0gI/AAAAAAAAAiE/64fWy_KaJYg/s400/shalele.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360094114201326082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(cheryl and me. ok i look sucks in dis picture! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;mr r picked me up.&lt;br /&gt;and the rest also went off.&lt;br /&gt;he send me home .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and zana and her future bf was at h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ome also.&lt;br /&gt;around 3am, we decided to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E A S T  C O A S T&lt;br /&gt;LIKE FINALLY! YEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and you know, im having this sore eyes or like infection.&lt;br /&gt;and im having ths blur vision that sucks alot.&lt;br /&gt;sakit mate okay!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmLKZekEMmI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Jyvm3PqMZFg/s1600-h/us5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmLKZekEMmI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Jyvm3PqMZFg/s400/us5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360069045574185570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sit at waterbreak.&lt;br /&gt;The wind, the sound of the waves.&lt;br /&gt;most of the time i spend my time closing my eye, and feel the wind and hear the sound of the waves.&lt;br /&gt;i teared when mr r hugged me and told me he love me very much.&lt;br /&gt;i think about the past,&lt;br /&gt;think about the future ahead of me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love spending my time with him.&lt;br /&gt;and have a heart to heart talk with him.&lt;br /&gt;i can feel it.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope things will go on this way.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 6am.&lt;br /&gt;dad nagged.&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalallalalalalalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;its sunday today! might be visitng nenek later.&lt;br /&gt;i miss her! and i dream of her !&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know, when i was over at ecp.&lt;br /&gt;i think of my homies.&lt;br /&gt;and i told mr r, how much i miss,love and treasure them.&lt;br /&gt;they are just like my babies.&lt;br /&gt;korg2 if bace ni,&lt;br /&gt;lagik2 mr neighbour yg tersyg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i love u all okay.&lt;br /&gt;rindu korg sangat2 horrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;and u guys will always be the best!&lt;br /&gt;and ive never forget korg-korg.&lt;br /&gt;cube busy ajer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-3346794754863337762?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmAfvtWYn_I/AAAAAAAAAhc/I34G2kGDoQk/s1600-h/karaoke+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmAfvtWYn_I/AAAAAAAAAhc/I34G2kGDoQk/s400/karaoke+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359318461058686962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmAfvSE7aMI/AAAAAAAAAhU/FxZg9FlN9JQ/s1600-h/karaoke5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmAfvSE7aMI/AAAAAAAAAhU/FxZg9FlN9JQ/s400/karaoke5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359318453737711810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmAfvNuXSHI/AAAAAAAAAhM/EVHqqVgYl2E/s1600-h/karaoke+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmAfvNuXSHI/AAAAAAAAAhM/EVHqqVgYl2E/s400/karaoke+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359318452569327730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this are the pictures on tuesday, during the karaoke session.&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to safari, for treating everyone of us.&lt;br /&gt;*yey*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;venue: cashstudio,ming arcade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just want to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;be happy with the way i are and the person i am with.(be it with a guy,agirl or a bunch of friends)&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to feel as if im stuck,&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to feel any heart aching.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;and worse still, i dont want to think of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i feel as if im hating someone so much now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;urmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i wanna be miles away from love.&lt;br /&gt;take me with you.&lt;br /&gt;far far far away from everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do ____ you.&lt;br /&gt;like very much.&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;dotdotdotdot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SmAfvxjeoSI/AAAAAAAAAhs/-nJbaIdpSAw/s72-c/karaoke2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-8060894322494420391</id><published>2009-07-15T12:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T12:43:08.348-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sl3_T_nzsmI/AAAAAAAAAhE/wH43d3DnKfo/s1600-h/usss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sl3_T_nzsmI/AAAAAAAAAhE/wH43d3DnKfo/s400/usss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358719850601755234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time checked: 12:13 am&lt;br /&gt;currently waiting for mr R to go riding at 2am. Best kan nak kene tunggu till 2 am.&lt;br /&gt;since hairul , the fierce men bike got problem than we got problem to go out.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go powerhouse actually!&lt;br /&gt;abeh bile da jadi ajer, mr r texted me saying , " giler "&lt;br /&gt;iskk.&lt;br /&gt;(i dont want them to waste on cab fare . understand mr r . okay love you )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go job hunting wit mr r but than cancel .&lt;br /&gt;So as planned, meet up with elle and ain and spend our time at c l e m e n t i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;jauh giler ehh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So elle came over my place 1st while i go siap2.&lt;br /&gt;Than off to clementi to meet ain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached there around 3plus.&lt;br /&gt;west coast thingy cancel.&lt;br /&gt;So we slack, chill, laugh and everything.&lt;br /&gt;mcm best gitu pasal si makcik ain ni mulot dier popet popet je.&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;and most of the topic they talkin about i dont get it so i just ignore and keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ain went off at 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;Than me and elle went to cck to lot 1.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, i'll be lost bcos its like west side area.&lt;br /&gt;semenjak2 ni la, tak abes2 tau im around west area :)&lt;br /&gt;Than saf called, he came down and meet us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than waited for mr r.&lt;br /&gt;and thereeeee he came.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;around 9plus, elle wanted to go off.&lt;br /&gt;But than they decided to go karaoke at ming arcade beside hardrock there.&lt;br /&gt;so since its saf treat, we went there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terime kasih byk2 saf :)&lt;br /&gt;and im happy that saf n mr r get back togather.&lt;br /&gt;You know, mcm like ever since than its always the 3 of us you know.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope things will really get better for them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so saf n elle cabbed down to ming arcade,&lt;br /&gt;while me n roy ride down to there.&lt;br /&gt;(the pictures is with elle. i'll upload it once i got it from her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know.&lt;br /&gt;Being with saf n mr r, u'll never get bored.&lt;br /&gt;kan elle?:) baru jumpe da kenal lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;things ended at 230am like that.&lt;br /&gt;smoke, chill and you know they got this thing like sukeeeee spot mistake around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like elle, AMY SARCH PEE.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;and saf dgn confident , " aku bile sluar n kat PENTAGON"&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and oh ya, im doing "busimess" instead of " business"&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and this topic keepon going on and on.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;so we went seperate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr r send me home.&lt;br /&gt;andddd, done.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today stay at home.&lt;br /&gt;dad having dis sau sau attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss clubbing with mr r.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;be with you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week perharps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorri wannie cant club today!:(&lt;br /&gt;okay done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sl3_TosufGI/AAAAAAAAAg8/tjDtS7A0zNw/s1600-h/elle+n+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sl3_TosufGI/AAAAAAAAAg8/tjDtS7A0zNw/s400/elle+n+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358719844448369762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sl3_TLsh86I/AAAAAAAAAg0/J61V0VZp7_c/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sl3_TLsh86I/AAAAAAAAAg0/J61V0VZp7_c/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358719836662920098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i dont own any enemy neither do i hold grudges on people.&lt;br /&gt;i always forgive and forget easily.&lt;br /&gt;errr, forget? depands la kan.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw girls, i have fun with you yesterday walaupon pkpk balek aku rase w e i r d..&lt;br /&gt;meet up soon again! :)&lt;br /&gt;nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*namestobeadded* says:&lt;br /&gt; so...&lt;br /&gt; we know each other for quite a long tyme...&lt;br /&gt; i kenal u since u maseh secondary lagi...&lt;br /&gt; i promise u everything's gonna be perfect..&lt;br /&gt; we gonna go through evry obstacle thick n thin togeter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if im not interested, means im not.im sorry mr.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-8060894322494420391?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8060894322494420391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-checked-1213-am-currently-waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/8060894322494420391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/8060894322494420391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-checked-1213-am-currently-waiting.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sl3_T_nzsmI/AAAAAAAAAhE/wH43d3DnKfo/s72-c/usss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-6016734407370207138</id><published>2009-07-15T05:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T05:25:28.211-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sl2gR6PNfCI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Sno4wdu1Zfw/s1600-h/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sl2gR6PNfCI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Sno4wdu1Zfw/s400/us.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358615361192033314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sDprTYUWWVk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sDprTYUWWVk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/WANNIE/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/WANNIE/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sDprTYUWWVk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sDprTYUWWVk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stay tune!&lt;br /&gt;will upload tonite waiting for elle to send me the picturesss!!!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-6016734407370207138?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6016734407370207138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/stay-tune-will-upload-tonite-waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6016734407370207138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/6016734407370207138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/stay-tune-will-upload-tonite-waiting.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sl2gR6PNfCI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Sno4wdu1Zfw/s72-c/us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-5304505235892547092</id><published>2009-07-13T12:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T12:44:55.138-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe i shud stand up for whatever things ive said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe i shud learn not to give in and forgive people easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe i shud learn to mean whatever ive said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe i shud never let people see my weakest point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and maybe i should not cry for people .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;or care about people feelings that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes, i will regret for not letting you enter my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bcos i know you love me so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;its not that i dont want and i didnt try .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ive tried my best but it seems that things dosen work out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Life still continue , right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You can never know who is ure mr right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So maybe u should keep searching and never stop haa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and learn to let people who love you enter you heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sadly, im not that kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but i know, i cant think that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;like, if i were to be with you; than you gona be with me till the end of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;oh dear;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;whats happening now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;its common.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;people come and go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nevermind. i just wanna have fun and enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont wanna feel as if im being you know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kongkong&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;its sunday today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dad is having this sau-sau attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Since ive been going out almost everyday, he's nagging whenever im going out and its irritating lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and im supposed to meet a friend of mine but yet, he asked me to stay at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and ive to listen to whatever dad say okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ive never go against his words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so this explain, im home for the both weekend and today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but today, i got a called from..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mr dhan homies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and mr neighbour is the one who called me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;if you are reading this, of cause i miss you more than i miss the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bcos you are the closes to me, harry and even khairul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You know, it have been a long time since ive last meet my kampong boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and just now when they called me to come down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;im happy to be with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and whenever it comes to my homies(kampon boys), im always on and will do anything for them last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;They are like my babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i loveeeee them so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and please bear this in mind, u guys are the best and will always be the best man n friends okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and as usual, kalau turun tk kene kutuk kaannn tak sah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;gerammmm tau dgn ni ullie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and somehow dad n mum did decide to move house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and if this happen, im gona be sad bcos im gona lose the best mr neighbour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so we slack till 8pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;then heed down to pasar malam and bough foooooodddddd (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;than over to my crib.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;than ullie n fadirul when off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;time checked: 12:42am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;im currently talking with ain on msn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hmmm, maybe we shall just put everything behind .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i got a tiff with roy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and he asked me to fuck off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe i should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;oh dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;this wont end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;life still moves on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-5304505235892547092?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5304505235892547092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/maybe-i-shud-stand-up-for-whatever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/5304505235892547092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/5304505235892547092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/maybe-i-shud-stand-up-for-whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-65940304612793336</id><published>2009-07-12T00:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:30:36.318-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;time checked: 12:03pm&lt;br /&gt;Mr R called me when i was sleeping and i realize that i was just awaken by a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him.yes.idreamofsomeone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i was on webcam-ing alone with mr r.&lt;br /&gt;and when i was webcam-ing with him, i went through..&lt;br /&gt;http://asyoursex.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;and i share it with him .&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, i cant help it and i cry when i was reading it.&lt;br /&gt;from the first month from the archieve, till the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;i feel silly.&lt;br /&gt;i feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;i feel angry.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;i just cant help it and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr r told me,&lt;br /&gt;"lynn. i know you still think about him. I know you still loves him. Dont give up ok lynn. Go. Fight for it. (= look at your blog lynn. From the first few month, ure fighting for the love. Go lynn. i'll be here to support you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cried even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; things will not be better or will be better mr.&lt;br /&gt;Things have come to the end, where its already the end of us.&lt;br /&gt;Bcos he have found someone else, and im so close with you mr.&lt;br /&gt;You know how hard im trying.&lt;br /&gt;I know you're getting sick of listening to my stories .&lt;br /&gt;but i cant help it. bcos im in pain when im thinking of the past&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next month, da bulan puase eh.&lt;br /&gt;Im gona feel the pain even more, bcos it will remind me of last year.&lt;br /&gt;I read back those old entries from my old blog.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so pain.&lt;br /&gt;its aching.&lt;br /&gt;Again,im trying my best to look up and face the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet love to strong love.&lt;br /&gt;strong love till it fade.&lt;br /&gt;faded till its gone.&lt;br /&gt;Even tho it hurts me to see you are loving someone else now and be with someone else now, im happy that u are happy. Im happy bcos u are no longer in a confusion stated.&lt;br /&gt;And mr exboyfriend if you are reading this, whenever you feel like calling me or texting me when you are down or what; im always here for you even tho we are ............. okay . be it in few month time or years ok.&lt;br /&gt;senyum-senyum selalu okay. i hope u'll last with the one you love.&lt;br /&gt;remember, dont hurt her and make her suffer like how im facing tru now.&lt;br /&gt;its hurtful okay.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to dearest Mr r.&lt;br /&gt;you are a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;and somehow i feel that u deserve someone better.&lt;br /&gt;But remember what ive told you on the 11 of july.&lt;br /&gt;marked my words okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im happy if the one that i love is happy.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to see people sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;now i thinking what to do for my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;its time to work hard on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;blog will be back to private soon.&lt;br /&gt;take care deary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-65940304612793336?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/65940304612793336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-checked-1203pm-mr-r-called-me-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/65940304612793336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/65940304612793336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-checked-1203pm-mr-r-called-me-when.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-7293377102985341487</id><published>2009-07-09T06:01:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:59:12.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXI2iHlUUI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Z1OgQuKYxSU/s1600-h/IMG_5219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXI2iHlUUI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Z1OgQuKYxSU/s400/IMG_5219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356408171024175426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday;8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ofjuly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(powerhouse)&lt;i&gt;yet again...&lt;/i&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As planned, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;munnie&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;afah&lt;/span&gt; came over to my place for dolling up.&lt;br /&gt;And we decided to meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;isha&lt;/span&gt; over there since she SAID that she was from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Shakz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cuden&lt;/span&gt; "make it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;imah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;farrahrocher&lt;/span&gt;;with reason why she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wasen&lt;/span&gt; around :)&lt;br /&gt;so initially plan was the four of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went off around 8plus.&lt;br /&gt;Reach &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;habourfront&lt;/span&gt; and had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;macd&lt;/span&gt; before clubbing while waiting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;fo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;isha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Around 10plus, headed down to powerhouse..&lt;br /&gt;bought drinks and waited for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;isha&lt;/span&gt; baby at smoking area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my and our surprise , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;SHAKZ&lt;/span&gt; CAME ALONG WITH &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ISHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;. i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;fuckin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;happyyyy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;bcos&lt;/span&gt; i really want to get everybody back together you know.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;yala&lt;/span&gt;, me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;munnie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;afah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;kene&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;tipu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;isha&lt;/span&gt; say that she was from sch .&lt;br /&gt;while actually she was at home waiting for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;shakz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and they plan to make it a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;suprise&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is double the fun okay.&lt;br /&gt;and we headed down to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;dancefloor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;roy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;and as usual, whenever i club nowadays he'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;I told myself, i wont be surprise if i was dancing and saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;roy&lt;/span&gt; and friends appear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;infront&lt;/span&gt; of me.&lt;br /&gt;And while waiting for him and friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;kita&lt;/span&gt; pun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;berdansa&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;dansa&lt;/span&gt; ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Shakz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;guyfriend&lt;/span&gt; was there too.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;i was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;very very very happy and i bet the girls were so happy too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 12plus, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;roy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; me and tell me they cant enter.&lt;br /&gt;and i know this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;gona&lt;/span&gt; be like the next problem like the previous time when i hit club with stupid idiot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;marino&lt;/span&gt; n the gang with the gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out and meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;roy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;He bring along his friend; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;sadiq&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;HELLO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;SADIQ&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and i tell you, i can get along with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;roy&lt;/span&gt; friend just so well.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;yar&lt;/span&gt;, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;dissapointed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;afah&lt;/span&gt; and the rest i know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;bcos&lt;/span&gt; i told them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be staying outside and leave the girls in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;tha&lt;/span&gt; club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was the middle person you know.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Than did i saw someone?&lt;br /&gt;I think i saw a gal who is my ex bf &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;galfriend&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;tha&lt;/span&gt; gal who he called before, and asked her to text him saying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; she send the wrong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;msg&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;sampai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;nye&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;hatiiiiiiii&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;maseh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;ingat&lt;/span&gt; okay :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; she was looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;But i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; smile.&lt;br /&gt;why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;shud&lt;/span&gt; i?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while i was settling with them outside,&lt;br /&gt;i waited with them till 2plus till they can finally enter .&lt;br /&gt;again, i was fucking happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt; okay.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;and when i was smoking outside,&lt;br /&gt;i saw this group of guys smoking outside looking at me..&lt;br /&gt;and he actually came to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;roy&lt;/span&gt; and asked whether he can enter or not.&lt;br /&gt;and when i really look at them, they were actually my another ex bf friends as in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;budak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;kampong&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;akward&lt;/span&gt; due to certain reason.&lt;br /&gt;But i just ignore all those feeling and act normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun inside the club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;Fimiliar&lt;/span&gt; faces stop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;infront&lt;/span&gt; of me and asked me,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75"&gt;sape&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76"&gt;ehh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77"&gt;mcm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78"&gt;kenal&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;and i have to recall and recall and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_79"&gt;tadaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;, get the ans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_80"&gt;sheesh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;double and triple the fun.&lt;br /&gt;R&amp;amp;B is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_81"&gt;SEXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left around 4plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_82"&gt;Shakz&lt;/span&gt; friends left.&lt;br /&gt;so its just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_83"&gt;munnie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_84"&gt;isha&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_85"&gt;afah&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_86"&gt;shakz&lt;/span&gt;,me,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_87"&gt;roy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_88"&gt;sadiq&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We're like luffing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_89"&gt;awayyy&lt;/span&gt; and just simply enjoy the stupid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_90"&gt;conversation&lt;/span&gt; and jokes that make us luff like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_91"&gt;ffhff&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_92"&gt;thebapok&lt;/span&gt; who dance at the podium...&lt;br /&gt;and lift up her dress and posing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_93"&gt;likee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_94"&gt;errrr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_95"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt; how to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_96"&gt;describeeee&lt;/span&gt; only the gals will know.&lt;br /&gt;she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_97"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; wear underwear nor g-string or whatsoever and we saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_98"&gt;PUSSYYYY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_99"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; its disgusting but i cant deny that this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_100"&gt;bapok&lt;/span&gt; are hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_101"&gt;bapok&lt;/span&gt; asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_102"&gt;royyyyyy&lt;/span&gt; for his no.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_103"&gt;wasen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_104"&gt;suprise&lt;/span&gt; if he actually gave his no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i told him, " &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_105"&gt;gooooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;.just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_106"&gt;gooooo&lt;/span&gt;." and smile.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chill around at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_107"&gt;habourfront&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;around 5am cabbed down to my place as e gals are sleeping over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_108"&gt;seperated&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_109"&gt;roy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_110"&gt;sadiq&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and now, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_111"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; totally shagged plus very very sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_112"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt; night was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_113"&gt;blasttt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;tell me about it, am i trying my best to look up high and ignore the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day by day,&lt;br /&gt;i can figure it out why u are doing this to me.&lt;br /&gt;and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_114"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; blame it at all.&lt;br /&gt;;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_115"&gt;korban&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_116"&gt;cinta&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXHtzuYxCI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Kkk13EtUmMs/s1600-h/SS858666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXHtzuYxCI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Kkk13EtUmMs/s400/SS858666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356406921619883042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_117"&gt;munnie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_118"&gt;darla&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXHtcO1UkI/AAAAAAAAAgU/QP6ESogt2tk/s1600-h/SS858675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXHtcO1UkI/AAAAAAAAAgU/QP6ESogt2tk/s400/SS858675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356406915313521218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we;re wearing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_119"&gt;sungguh&lt;/span&gt; slack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_120"&gt;nak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_121"&gt;mampos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXHtHBt-lI/AAAAAAAAAgM/SDDecr0nMvY/s1600-h/SS858672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXHtHBt-lI/AAAAAAAAAgM/SDDecr0nMvY/s400/SS858672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356406909621369426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_122"&gt;shakz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_123"&gt;kimchi&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_124"&gt;isha&lt;/span&gt; baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXHsojeO3I/AAAAAAAAAgE/Iv9_DeuVuac/s1600-h/SS858676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXHsojeO3I/AAAAAAAAAgE/Iv9_DeuVuac/s400/SS858676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356406901441444722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_125"&gt;afah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_126"&gt;tk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_127"&gt;mabok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_128"&gt;ehh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_129"&gt;syggg&lt;/span&gt;.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXHsArFnwI/AAAAAAAAAf8/rrdeaKW124I/s1600-h/SS858644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXHsArFnwI/AAAAAAAAAf8/rrdeaKW124I/s400/SS858644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356406890735968002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_130"&gt;munnie&lt;/span&gt; n me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXGJwaAcJI/AAAAAAAAAf0/2UxCk2HcB6U/s1600-h/SS858659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXGJwaAcJI/AAAAAAAAAf0/2UxCk2HcB6U/s400/SS858659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356405202742177938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sexy gal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXGJboapEI/AAAAAAAAAfs/WL5zgk4v6jo/s1600-h/SS858662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXGJboapEI/AAAAAAAAAfs/WL5zgk4v6jo/s400/SS858662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356405197165470786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_131"&gt;afah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXGI8wkCZI/AAAAAAAAAfk/BzI2kbBsrDQ/s1600-h/SS858657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXGI8wkCZI/AAAAAAAAAfk/BzI2kbBsrDQ/s400/SS858657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356405188878141842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_132"&gt;ishaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXGIhLkIoI/AAAAAAAAAfc/vq-WpRyP48U/s1600-h/SS858652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXGIhLkIoI/AAAAAAAAAfc/vq-WpRyP48U/s400/SS858652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356405181475201666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_133"&gt;munnie&lt;/span&gt; baby and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_134"&gt;afahh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXGIO4d5jI/AAAAAAAAAfU/E4LIp1CQz9M/s1600-h/IMG_5226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXGIO4d5jI/AAAAAAAAAfU/E4LIp1CQz9M/s400/IMG_5226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356405176563263026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_135"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXFFIpoSUI/AAAAAAAAAfM/RZAXbgDA6wE/s1600-h/IMG_5227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXFFIpoSUI/AAAAAAAAAfM/RZAXbgDA6wE/s400/IMG_5227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356404023839181122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXFEyh7a1I/AAAAAAAAAfE/xmw9yiIs0Cg/s1600-h/IMG_5224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXFEyh7a1I/AAAAAAAAAfE/xmw9yiIs0Cg/s400/IMG_5224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356404017901300562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strangers to friends.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXFEbaKrJI/AAAAAAAAAe8/8O3gNz2y6AM/s1600-h/IMG_5220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXFEbaKrJI/AAAAAAAAAe8/8O3gNz2y6AM/s400/IMG_5220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356404011694730386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blood. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_136"&gt;shakz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_137"&gt;kimchi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXFEK4DDMI/AAAAAAAAAe0/0zi746vNH0M/s1600-h/IMG_5215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXFEK4DDMI/AAAAAAAAAe0/0zi746vNH0M/s400/IMG_5215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356404007256657090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_138"&gt;babygirls&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXFDy-4kYI/AAAAAAAAAes/jrTiJjYmE4I/s1600-h/IMG_5214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXFDy-4kYI/AAAAAAAAAes/jrTiJjYmE4I/s400/IMG_5214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356404000842879362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXD81iPQ_I/AAAAAAAAAek/r6Z0baiZWww/s1600-h/IMG_5212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXD81iPQ_I/AAAAAAAAAek/r6Z0baiZWww/s400/IMG_5212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356402781757326322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance dance and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_139"&gt;danceeee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXD8mEUcZI/AAAAAAAAAec/ezTTe2wE2rs/s1600-h/IMG_5211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXD8mEUcZI/AAAAAAAAAec/ezTTe2wE2rs/s400/IMG_5211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356402777605304722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXD8MUzEKI/AAAAAAAAAeU/qF6O07iepSE/s1600-h/IMG_5206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXD8MUzEKI/AAAAAAAAAeU/qF6O07iepSE/s400/IMG_5206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356402770695098530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats with that pose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_140"&gt;roy&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXD72mLYTI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Qj908NWFWE8/s1600-h/IMG_5203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXD72mLYTI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Qj908NWFWE8/s400/IMG_5203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356402764862415154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like dis picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXD7vkUhwI/AAAAAAAAAeE/wuCgrE5ZdJA/s1600-h/IMG_5201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXD7vkUhwI/AAAAAAAAAeE/wuCgrE5ZdJA/s400/IMG_5201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356402762975577858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXC8LdWLtI/AAAAAAAAAd8/rtfW10_PSqs/s1600-h/IMG_5200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXC8LdWLtI/AAAAAAAAAd8/rtfW10_PSqs/s400/IMG_5200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356401670950891218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_141"&gt;rambot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_142"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_143"&gt;masaiiii&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_144"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXC7vayD-I/AAAAAAAAAd0/Ge4_hrrYR5I/s1600-h/IMG_5198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXC7vayD-I/AAAAAAAAAd0/Ge4_hrrYR5I/s400/IMG_5198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356401663423942626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind my face.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_145"&gt;hehehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXC7RHuoDI/AAAAAAAAAds/LQdW9OQ1TxM/s1600-h/IMG_5193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXC7RHuoDI/AAAAAAAAAds/LQdW9OQ1TxM/s400/IMG_5193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356401655290961970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXC643NE9I/AAAAAAAAAdk/bhLRx6pUp3w/s1600-h/IMG_5196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXC643NE9I/AAAAAAAAAdk/bhLRx6pUp3w/s400/IMG_5196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356401648779203538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXC6jpdOEI/AAAAAAAAAdc/mDRYY2ALWBw/s1600-h/IMG_5198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 3px; height: 2px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXC6jpdOEI/AAAAAAAAAdc/mDRYY2ALWBw/s400/IMG_5198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356401643084396610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXC643NE9I/AAAAAAAAAdk/bhLRx6pUp3w/s1600-h/IMG_5196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXC643NE9I/AAAAAAAAAdk/bhLRx6pUp3w/s400/IMG_5196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356401648779203538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXBrVDZoBI/AAAAAAAAAdU/CHzWEQSeiwc/s1600-h/IMG_5195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXBrVDZoBI/AAAAAAAAAdU/CHzWEQSeiwc/s400/IMG_5195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356400281957015570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXBq5FsZlI/AAAAAAAAAdM/eSmQhxihXww/s1600-h/IMG_5195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXBq5FsZlI/AAAAAAAAAdM/eSmQhxihXww/s400/IMG_5195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356400274450441810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXBqjJSCAI/AAAAAAAAAdE/OzpA67tOICk/s1600-h/IMG_5187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXBqjJSCAI/AAAAAAAAAdE/OzpA67tOICk/s400/IMG_5187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356400268559910914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXBp7S3meI/AAAAAAAAAc8/h79IbOjhM8M/s1600-h/IMG_5184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXBp7S3meI/AAAAAAAAAc8/h79IbOjhM8M/s400/IMG_5184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356400257862703586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXBpsAeF8I/AAAAAAAAAc0/b6sjdMe-FaU/s1600-h/IMG_5183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXBpsAeF8I/AAAAAAAAAc0/b6sjdMe-FaU/s400/IMG_5183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356400253759002562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXAvsfxN5I/AAAAAAAAAcs/3u0cyZzXOeA/s1600-h/IMG_5172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXAvsfxN5I/AAAAAAAAAcs/3u0cyZzXOeA/s400/IMG_5172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356399257457866642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXAvc4fRtI/AAAAAAAAAck/jwFO8DgvtDw/s1600-h/IMG_5173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXAvc4fRtI/AAAAAAAAAck/jwFO8DgvtDw/s400/IMG_5173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356399253266581202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXAvEJODYI/AAAAAAAAAcc/G56jsVRqJ9s/s1600-h/IMG_5167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXAvEJODYI/AAAAAAAAAcc/G56jsVRqJ9s/s400/IMG_5167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356399246625869186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXAupGRQbI/AAAAAAAAAcU/7XkMLzrk9FA/s1600-h/IMG_5166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXAupGRQbI/AAAAAAAAAcU/7XkMLzrk9FA/s400/IMG_5166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356399239365738930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXAuczniqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/y5PNpoXZ2Q0/s1600-h/IMG_5165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlXAuczniqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/y5PNpoXZ2Q0/s400/IMG_5165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356399236066282146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tadaaa!&lt;br /&gt;done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time checked: 7:03pm.&lt;br /&gt;someone is taking back his bike.&lt;br /&gt;and will be meeting me later after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday.&lt;br /&gt;some quality time togather.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday.&lt;br /&gt;i hope im not gona "paitau" apish baby and might be meeting cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.................................love..............................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday;9ofjuly&lt;br /&gt;stay at home day since im very very very tired and will be going out the next day, tomorrow FRIDAY!!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday;10ofjuly.&lt;br /&gt;GILERA IS OUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!&lt;br /&gt;since his bike is out, we actually decided to go to keppel bay.&lt;br /&gt;but end up, carpark full .&lt;br /&gt;terime kasih banyak2 ehh (:&lt;br /&gt;He finishes work at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;and had some stupid arguement bcos of E R P.&lt;br /&gt;and dad started to nagged at me already bcos ive been going out like everyday or so ever since than.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeke?&lt;br /&gt;but i think is trueee la kan.&lt;br /&gt;bcos ever since he left me,&lt;br /&gt;i club and keepon going out and i do realize that ive been spending my time outside and dosen have my time to talk with mummy.&lt;br /&gt;accept for that day she suddenly asked me.&lt;br /&gt;"what actually happen to you and fadhli" after ive cool down .&lt;br /&gt;and i decided to cut down on clubbing and going out so i take it as today will be the last day(as in u noeee:) ) im going out and nampak nye i cant meet apish on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;like again..........he'll think i paitau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out of house at 8plus.&lt;br /&gt;roy look super smart todayy and i look so slack as usual until i feel so akward(and you know im e kind of lazy , v v v lazy to dress up until mcm aleh2 ade mood g2 eh.hehheh)&lt;br /&gt;and he look good today you know.&lt;br /&gt;the sound of his gilera bike is very very noise.&lt;br /&gt;until when he come up my mum told him,&lt;br /&gt;" i know is you bcos i dgr moto bising than u come up"&lt;br /&gt;and mum actually tot he just pass his license.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sengajekan nak pra2.sini da 1/2 da org bawak gilera..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually no. its already biseng.&lt;br /&gt;iskkkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to marina barrage instead.&lt;br /&gt;and you know this guy kan, he always asked his friend to join along or we meet his friends or what bcos we scared that we might get bored.&lt;br /&gt;and i like being with him.&lt;br /&gt;bcos we share alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;about the ex boyfriend, about the ex girlfriend, about old life, about what we wanna become in future, about working things out together and blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;seriously. and sometimes i just wana cry when i talk about the ex boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;but after marina barrage. we got into some stupid arguement and he asked me wher wanna go and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and i told him, since we're around here we go tempat near or what.&lt;br /&gt;and he told me that he dosen like the way i am.&lt;br /&gt;and simple, i told him that .. im used to my ex bf ways for the pass 18mth.&lt;br /&gt;so mcm kalau nk buat mcm diri sendiri, it takes time la.&lt;br /&gt;understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than we decided to go to BUKIT GOMBAK,&lt;br /&gt;alif or donnoe what kedai makan.&lt;br /&gt;da mcm org2 west side kan aku ni.&lt;br /&gt;and when i step there, people look at me.&lt;br /&gt;maybe bcos they can feel that org east dtg ke?&lt;br /&gt;lol. like seriouslylaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time checked:1145pm&lt;br /&gt;went over to his place since he wanna take something.&lt;br /&gt;waited for him...&lt;br /&gt;than called hairul to come down.&lt;br /&gt;talk.joke till 3.30am.wahhh sampai so ngantok ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hairul: da kenal aku kan. aku nampak jee muke siak.tapi aku orite.klaka seram.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. bcos roy told him dat im afraid of him.&lt;br /&gt;just cant stop luffing slacking with them until i get sleepy .hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i feel comfortable being around with his friends (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than apish baby called! and roy and apish knows each other.&lt;br /&gt;small world.&lt;br /&gt;and we actually wanted to go cck to meet him tapi tk cukup time.&lt;br /&gt;so around 345am, decided to went off.(he send me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning wind so colddddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;reached home.change.&lt;br /&gt;and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;roy is a very nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;its only that he got this attitude than i dont like and i have difficulty in entertaining and trying to get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;maybe as time pass by, soon i'll learn to get used to it and to the pain.&lt;br /&gt;he've teached me how to be patience.&lt;br /&gt;and even tho kadang2 kan when we argue, and when he keepon wanna encounter me till i cant say anything.. sometimes i just wish that i'll fuck him and just put down e phone.&lt;br /&gt;but i keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;kadang2 sakit tauu hati but i told myself to be patience.&lt;br /&gt;We've know each otha for sometime already.&lt;br /&gt;and if i were to vent  my anger at me, i'll feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i look at him.&lt;br /&gt;i asked myself,&lt;br /&gt;"why am i being with him . i tot it was fadhli"&lt;br /&gt;still, its just to soon. the pain is healing and im glad that somehow i finally know that he's getting well with that girl.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday;11ofjuly&lt;br /&gt;idk if apish baby coming over bcos im staying at home till next week.&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-weight: bold;"&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;thats all i guess?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;him: you sukerr moto ape.&lt;br /&gt;me: ey. u kalau ade motor ke tkde ke i dont mind la. you think i minah tyre ehh.&lt;br /&gt;him: nola .im asking you. tkkan u tk suke moto ape2?&lt;br /&gt;me: gilera?&lt;br /&gt;him: ohhh you suke moto i la ni.&lt;br /&gt;me : excuse me la hello. nk suke dgn moto you buat ape. you yg tanye i suke moto ape.(mcm nak kate suke org nye bukan motor nye g2.hehehehehe.faham?:P )&lt;br /&gt;him: hehehehe. but i want to change bike.&lt;br /&gt;me: irritating. motor ape pulak?&lt;br /&gt;him: r6!!!!!! atau scramble balek.&lt;br /&gt;(and i think of fadhli. you know when i was with him, i still remember when we got back i asked him.. biler nk tuka gileraaa. then he say, tunggu u kasi duit uh.haha.cutekan.but i know he want r6.hais.mcm same je)&lt;br /&gt;me: alamak. motor lain sudah.atau lawakan moto you ni ajer.&lt;br /&gt;him:knape?&lt;br /&gt;me: pasal i just find that r6 is heavy for you.thats it!!!!!!!!.&lt;br /&gt;urghhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;you get the topic here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-7293377102985341487?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7293377102985341487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/wednesday8ofjuly-powerhouse-yet-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/7293377102985341487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/7293377102985341487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-4401278269277848137</id><published>2009-07-08T03:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T03:15:27.302-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i hate to fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;and i leave it till this friday.&lt;br /&gt;and if i still didnt recover, im seeing the stupid doctor.&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;migraine or what.&lt;br /&gt;fucking shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-4401278269277848137?l=immasummerlove.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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-1613104364797871413</id><published>2009-07-07T04:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T04:56:17.878-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlMNMStmQ6I/AAAAAAAAAbU/qZuj_mfytmY/s1600-h/ashhh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlMNMStmQ6I/AAAAAAAAAbU/qZuj_mfytmY/s400/ashhh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355638886706332578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;aku tak mengerti ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-1613104364797871413?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1613104364797871413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/aku-tak-mengerti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/1613104364797871413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/1613104364797871413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/aku-tak-mengerti.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SlMNMStmQ6I/AAAAAAAAAbU/qZuj_mfytmY/s72-c/ashhh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-1081516979017777072</id><published>2009-07-06T10:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T10:38:05.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its going away noww.&lt;br /&gt;the love , the pain is going away now!&lt;br /&gt;oh please dont! dont! i wanna feel a lil bit off the love.&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;this is the only thing i left a bit for him.&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-1081516979017777072?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1081516979017777072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-going-away-noww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/1081516979017777072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/1081516979017777072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-going-away-noww.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-4371871486411295024</id><published>2009-07-05T08:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T08:50:32.622-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me: baby, ni sape.?&lt;br /&gt;(showing her the picture)&lt;br /&gt;adriana: papa!&lt;br /&gt;me : sape?&lt;br /&gt;adriana : papa!&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that night,&lt;br /&gt;i was awake by a horrible nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;i teared, i just cant stop crying.&lt;br /&gt;I cant even breathe. Seriously i cant even breathe.&lt;br /&gt;The pain overtake me.&lt;br /&gt;I cant even stop crying.&lt;br /&gt;And that point of time, my mind was running out of you know.......&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;It feels as if its the end of me, its the end of my life.&lt;br /&gt;And i think of god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sweating.&lt;br /&gt;and the next morning when i woke up and i look at e mirror,&lt;br /&gt;my eyes swells until i cant even see my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-4371871486411295024?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4371871486411295024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-baby-ni-sape.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/4371871486411295024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/4371871486411295024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-baby-ni-sape.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-1618090443673828089</id><published>2009-07-04T13:15:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T03:42:16.209-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;UPDATED!&lt;br /&gt;again, if its a waste of time ..&lt;br /&gt;go away okay (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ofjuly&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;otw&lt;/span&gt; to work when actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; being psycho by this bunch of people who really wants me to tagged them along for club.&lt;br /&gt;i told them that i wanna cut down on clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;and you know, it have been almost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;everyweek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hiting&lt;/span&gt; the club now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;adays&lt;/span&gt; ever since THAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; trying to set my mind free tho (:&lt;br /&gt;so since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pyscho&lt;/span&gt; and they are very good at it you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;main2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;perasaan&lt;/span&gt; org&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ajer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ehhh&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;Than i decided to meet them at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;habourfront&lt;/span&gt; at 11plus.&lt;br /&gt;i was waiting with sister.(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;zana&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;and this guys where so super late to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lagek&lt;/span&gt;2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;tinggal&lt;/span&gt; west &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;sideee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;aduhhh&lt;/span&gt;! and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;roy&lt;/span&gt; bike was down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;lagek&lt;/span&gt; ever since e accident.&lt;br /&gt;so we waited for nearly two hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're fucking piss but we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;jusy&lt;/span&gt; you know try to control our anger.&lt;br /&gt;There came the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;saf&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;roy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;nazrul&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we headed down to powerhouse.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;my friends told me that guys are being ban from entering powerhouse.&lt;br /&gt;but just as i reach there, i saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of people entering the club already.&lt;br /&gt;i can even see gold hair la, mat2 la okay.&lt;br /&gt;so its like weird la. and even i can see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;YP&lt;/span&gt; also.&lt;br /&gt;so i think, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;saf&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;nazrul&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;mesti&lt;/span&gt; can enter what.&lt;br /&gt;only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;dorg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;aje&lt;/span&gt; who look like "mat" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the song was totally ON.&lt;br /&gt;the crowd was HAPPENING.&lt;br /&gt;but TOO PACK.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;VERYVERY&lt;/span&gt; PACKED.&lt;br /&gt;and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; expect to see some of my friends there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;huhu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was dancing with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;zana&lt;/span&gt; all along.&lt;br /&gt;and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; wanna create FIGHT like the previous day when i hit e club.&lt;br /&gt;so , i just stay away from &lt;i&gt;org org la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the best part is, LETS BATTLE OUR DANCE.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!.&lt;br /&gt;there's this guy who actually have been eyeing on us from far.&lt;br /&gt;he's a chinese mix malay and he dance so well and he came over and you know battle with us.&lt;br /&gt;zana did the battling and asked me to continue but i was wearing WRONG SHOE so i just luff and so nooo while they keepon pushing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;badan dier sungguh lembut or what.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;and something greatttttttttttttttt happen on e dancefloor.&lt;br /&gt;somehow i feel that there's loveeeeeee upp in  e air.&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt expect things to happen.&lt;br /&gt;like, i was thinking and worrying about something and then someone actually appear and tell me he feels that wy too.!lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just after 330am.&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS WHENNNNNNNNNN the happening shits return.&lt;br /&gt;went off at 415am.&lt;br /&gt;cabbed back home with zana while e rest to somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sk-Qq263CVI/AAAAAAAAAbE/HGmP76Cm7As/s1600-h/fianlynn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sk-OWBG7vkI/AAAAAAAAAac/5fEvi516eV0/s400/partyy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354654990872591938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sk-OV_hpHBI/AAAAAAAAAaU/FJmi95WbiMA/s1600-h/pwrhs35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sk-OV_hpHBI/AAAAAAAAAaU/FJmi95WbiMA/s400/pwrhs35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354654990447746066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sk-OVr0KmdI/AAAAAAAAAaM/MFYtnXE5j5A/s1600-h/saf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sk-OVr0KmdI/AAAAAAAAAaM/MFYtnXE5j5A/s400/saf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354654985156729298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2july(thursday)&lt;br /&gt;i didnt sleep just after i reach home.&lt;br /&gt;did my stuff and afah baby came over my place.&lt;br /&gt;it have been a long time since i didnt meet her okay.&lt;br /&gt;and i miss her so much la kan.&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt entertain her cause around 4plus like that i fall asleep while calling someone.&lt;br /&gt;lagik-lagik hujan lebat .adui!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she went home around 6plus.&lt;br /&gt;than i text elle tot of meeting her.&lt;br /&gt;than suddenly roy was around.&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to travel to bb but than it was nice of him to come over.&lt;br /&gt;so i siap and all, around 7plus pm i went out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet fara baby during her work break.&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at makan sutra and chill session at esplanade river side.&lt;br /&gt;we have a heart to heart talk.&lt;br /&gt;and i keepon dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking.&lt;br /&gt;i was missing.&lt;br /&gt;i was wondering about someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was asking myself,&lt;br /&gt;"what shud i do?shud i do dis?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was being so nice to me.&lt;br /&gt;and around 1130pm, we bus down to hougang and he send me home and off to meet his client .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3july(friday)&lt;br /&gt;i was sleeping and suddenly i hear mummy screaming,&lt;br /&gt;"bangunnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn! keje tk today?"&lt;br /&gt;she was actually calling me from my house door step okay.&lt;br /&gt;i was sleeping and when i wake up , i saw roy at e doorstep with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking, " ni mesti ade hal with the ytd client bcos she's a bpok"&lt;br /&gt;and he came in and talk to me and i knew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagi-pagi da pening kepale ok.&lt;br /&gt;settle down den he went off to meet his friend.&lt;br /&gt;than he came back around noon and had durian with the family.&lt;br /&gt;than around 7plus am, i went out with roy since he wants me to accmpy him to his office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cab down to bb his place.&lt;br /&gt;I DONT WANNA MEET UR MAMA.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;den bus down to bb inter.&lt;br /&gt;wahhh west side.i can sesat okay (:&lt;br /&gt;den waited for saf.&lt;br /&gt;last-last bukan pegi office.&lt;br /&gt;pegi esp lagek.&lt;br /&gt;knape?&lt;br /&gt;pasal da lambat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terimekasih eh .&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;than had dinner at makansutra again.&lt;br /&gt;than shit happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people just come and go .why?&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;than slack and settle things.&lt;br /&gt;than since someone wanna be ego, we left him and around 1plus am ..roy and me head down to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mustafa centre.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;JALAN2 sampai mabok sampai 4plus than decided to go home.&lt;br /&gt;tk ku sangke malam2 pon kawan2 aku pegi mustafa eh.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sk-S4dAiUCI/AAAAAAAAAbM/tHiLHyzjoy8/s1600-h/someone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sk-S4dAiUCI/AAAAAAAAAbM/tHiLHyzjoy8/s400/someone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354659980524015650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4july(saturday)&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to meet bestfriend apish farrell but again i cant make it bcos i have to go shakz open house at sengkang.&lt;br /&gt;i know i dissapoint you alot apish,&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry okay .&lt;br /&gt;i will meet you asap la okay.&lt;br /&gt;no worries baby&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt sleep over like what they have plan.&lt;br /&gt;due to certain reason.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so bad you know.&lt;br /&gt;and i bet those cousin must be having alot of fun over there yeah&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today,&lt;br /&gt;5july(sunday)&lt;br /&gt;s t a y   at    h o m e     day.&lt;br /&gt;im doing spring cleaning and it have been a week i didnt kemas my room.&lt;br /&gt;can you just imagine that?&lt;br /&gt;and im staying at home today bcos im to tired of gg out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a misunderstanding occur with me and mr roy.&lt;br /&gt;well, its up to you.&lt;br /&gt;he is a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;but still, i dont u n d e r s t a n d him.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dats all.&lt;br /&gt;too tired to type already.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;:rindu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-1618090443673828089?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1618090443673828089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/updated-again-if-its-waste-of-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/1618090443673828089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/1618090443673828089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/updated-again-if-its-waste-of-time.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Sk-Qq263CVI/AAAAAAAAAbE/HGmP76Cm7As/s72-c/fianlynn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-3908790207476505970</id><published>2009-07-02T13:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T13:35:39.295-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some quality time with someone.&lt;br /&gt;and yet im making myself confused now.&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly feel lost.bcos things happen just so fast.&lt;br /&gt;its because of you.&lt;br /&gt;do you know that?&lt;br /&gt;im glad that i feel much more better, but on the other hand im sad too.&lt;br /&gt;bcos, i had never want this feeling to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you know that my dream is to be with you in future .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if im starting anew with someone.&lt;br /&gt;maybe sooner or later or no.&lt;br /&gt;my dream will be destroy.&lt;br /&gt;bcos you know that when it comes to r e l a t i o n s h i p,&lt;br /&gt;my mind and everything is different already bcos i'll start to think far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i feel that, maybe there's 20% hope to make my dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;but well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;I shall let god decide&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im thinking of finding a new job.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proper update will be back sooooooon okay.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-3908790207476505970?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3908790207476505970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-quality-time-with-someone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/3908790207476505970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/3908790207476505970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-quality-time-with-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-8728197101598997432</id><published>2009-07-01T23:01:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T01:26:21.205-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SkwjJtzimYI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/XK-a5YRP0Ys/s1600-h/dansaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SkwjJtzimYI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/XK-a5YRP0Ys/s400/dansaaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353692706858244482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Terime kasih banyak-banyak kepade muhd safari eh pasal semalam.&lt;br /&gt;kalau tidak kerana lagu the anthem , saya tidak ada di mana saya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ade berada semalam .&lt;br /&gt;(org-org yg tau ape jadi je eh slm.hehehehe)&lt;br /&gt;and Terime kasih la banyak-banyak , kerana buat KAMI tunggu awak untuk due jam eh.&lt;br /&gt;suke tauuuu kite tunggu org sampai due jam lebih.&lt;br /&gt;eeeeee benci benci benci tauuuuuu!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and terime kasih for the chocolate kerane saye taula awak ni nak sejukkan hati kite kan.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i fall inlove on the dancefloor?&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeee, ape eh perasaan smalam tuu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:P iskkkkkkkkkk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEJE SUNGGUH PENAT SKALI SLM.&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HHEHEHEH.&lt;br /&gt;(terime kasih kak lina)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update soon hor.&lt;br /&gt;time checked:11:10am&lt;br /&gt;im so tired and gg out again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh i feel like im in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;whats happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SkwvISxSL-I/AAAAAAAAAaE/9biafkhPWy0/s1600-h/cinta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SkwvISxSL-I/AAAAAAAAAaE/9biafkhPWy0/s400/cinta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353705876560687074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;because of you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-8728197101598997432?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8728197101598997432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/terime-kasih-banyak-banyak-kepade-muhd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/8728197101598997432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/8728197101598997432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/terime-kasih-banyak-banyak-kepade-muhd.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SkwjJtzimYI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/XK-a5YRP0Ys/s72-c/dansaaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-8030361945642700410</id><published>2009-06-30T10:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T01:26:34.508-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When i look thru the way he respond to people,&lt;br /&gt;it makes me hate him you know.&lt;br /&gt;And when i see that he's happy with his life now, i hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;him even more after what he had done to me.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, i wonder how the hell can i love him so so much.&lt;br /&gt;how the hell can i always endure this nonsense .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HOW THE HELL can we be together at the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But its okay, i just hope that one day god will open up his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;And i just hope that one day, he'll come to his sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;of cause i miss him.&lt;br /&gt;i miss his laughter.&lt;br /&gt;The way we always joke arou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nd.&lt;br /&gt;But things are over now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am trying my very very best to ignore the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just like what i told roy, even tho i started to hate him, ive no regret on being with him for the 18month.Even tho he hurt me so so much, not only once.. Im trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to accept the fact that maybe we're not meant for each other. We've been tru hard shit together and all those good and bad times. All those things that ive planned..sigh..its down the road now.&lt;br /&gt;Im still 19, and i know theres so many things are planned ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; of me. Who is the next person im going to be with?Am i gona be with someone new or maybe him or not or whatever, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my life still continue right. (: i am trying my best okay to look up high even th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;o it hurts me so much. But what can i do, i just hope that he's happy and i dont want he to get confused again. And b, you know that i love you so much .i love you more than i lovemyself and anythings else; i hope that u'll find ur true love okay :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Again, 1year 6month being with you,&lt;br /&gt;i take up this as my love experience.&lt;br /&gt;Now, it gona took me a hell lot of time to erase of everything .&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you fadhli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SkomvF1yv7I/AAAAAAAAAZk/IZW_Ity3LYk/s1600-h/memo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SkomvF1yv7I/AAAAAAAAAZk/IZW_Ity3LYk/s400/memo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353133697546764210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Skomu_ToLTI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Y3qVsrGL9as/s1600-h/meeenbaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/Skomu_ToLTI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Y3qVsrGL9as/s400/meeenbaby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353133695792852274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and here i wanna share to you something.&lt;br /&gt;For those people who know the old zul &amp;amp; lynn,&lt;br /&gt;this is the guy that have been with me for three years.&lt;br /&gt;And you know, everywhere there's always zul lynn.&lt;br /&gt;and even after our break up, i still remember where ive been receiving almost everyday phone call saying,"i saw ur bf with a GAL!" but actually we're off.&lt;br /&gt;This is the guy that mum love so much.&lt;br /&gt;And that point of time, i was just 14-17 yrs old.&lt;br /&gt;I grow my teens life with him,&lt;br /&gt;and his the only person who can endure my nonsense and i can sense the sincere love he have towerds me.&lt;br /&gt;Just after our break up, he got someone new.&lt;br /&gt;Yet till now, im happy that they are together.&lt;br /&gt;and even tho that bitch mistaken me so much, its fine with me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i believe when we're togather at that point of time,&lt;br /&gt;we have never planned about the future cause we're still very very very young.&lt;br /&gt;And after he left me, he left a scar in my life..&lt;br /&gt;and that is when i take up my past history as a lesson to learn.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will bring us back.&lt;br /&gt;and ive never think of being with him again in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was with fadhli, it took me 4 mth to get rid of faizul from my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Its very very hard for me to move on and at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;i did move on.&lt;br /&gt;With someone that i love so much , so deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, i leave it all to faith.&lt;br /&gt;If his mine, he'll always be mine.&lt;br /&gt;and you know boy, u are the men that i wanna be for my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life still moves on for us right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just take a look,&lt;br /&gt;im uploading dis for fun okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SkoncXCr3UI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Bmkr31h3mnA/s1600-h/bdae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SkoncXCr3UI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Bmkr31h3mnA/s400/bdae.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353134475258355010" border="0" /&gt;this is faizul. During his 19th birthday! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, im 19 and im so grown upp already.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SkoncqINCgI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/EwzuLPnei64/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SkoncqINCgI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/EwzuLPnei64/s400/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353134480381774338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We/everybody call us the sexylove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i think back of it,&lt;br /&gt;i luff you know.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;how silly things can turn out to be.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tomorrow is wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;my schedule fo work this week is wed-friday.&lt;br /&gt;and weekend i got plan with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe i shud join the cousin sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;i shall see how.&lt;br /&gt;Am sure we gona have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully my pay is out dis saturday.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna partyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;wuhuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;hehehhehe.&lt;br /&gt;yala, today org2 yg 21and above duit gst da masok kan.&lt;br /&gt;KANINA.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time checked:11:08pm&lt;br /&gt;bagos jugak eh cerite jihan ni.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-8030361945642700410?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8030361945642700410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/t-when-i-look-thru-way-he-respond-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/8030361945642700410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/8030361945642700410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/t-when-i-look-thru-way-he-respond-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SkomvF1yv7I/AAAAAAAAAZk/IZW_Ity3LYk/s72-c/memo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176050990156179743.post-4610120798643765971</id><published>2009-06-30T01:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:59:29.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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 style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;just as im singing,&lt;br /&gt;i can feel that my heart is bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;and i just miss him so badly.&lt;br /&gt;dear god; i hope that u can open up his eye n heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176050990156179743-4610120798643765971?l=immasummerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4610120798643765971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-as-im-singing-i-can-feel-that-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/4610120798643765971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176050990156179743/posts/default/4610120798643765971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immasummerlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-as-im-singing-i-can-feel-that-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01338504072949288126</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-5176050990156179743.post-3170349113483136657</id><published>2009-06-29T06:29:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T07:52:16.475-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTENTION:&lt;br /&gt;THIS WILL BE A LONG ENTRY SINCE I'LL HAVE SOME PROPER UPDATE ABOUT LAST WEEK ENTRY. THE WHOLE WEEK ENTRY.&lt;br /&gt;SO IF YOU THINK THIS GONNA  A WASTE OF TIME READING OR PAIN IN THE EYE,&lt;br /&gt;BETTER LEAVE OKAY SAYANG.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SkidmfS8S_I/AAAAAAAAAZU/408hWZ3vMDw/s1600-h/do+u+realize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FouczZQPzCw/SkidmfS8S_I/AAAAAAAAAZU/408hWZ3vMDw/s400/do+u+realize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352701441691372530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;22OFJUNE;(tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;Baby went back home on monday, and on tuesday im supposed to work but i take a last minit MC because im having super painful menses cramp. And you know, i still have the menses cramp in me if menses arrive.&lt;br /&gt;So as usual, i cant even walk bcos the pain is so supr painful so ya, i decided to stay at home and what to do , $60 bucks gona already. hmph.. and my schedulu for work for this week was only tues &amp;amp; thursday you know.&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;since i stay at home,&lt;br /&gt;i can watch ANUGERAH!&lt;br /&gt;and you know, at that point of time i realize that baby change alot.&lt;br /&gt;bcos ive not yet receive a msg from him saying that he've reached work or already went out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;mcm sakit tau hati.Like im thinking why baby didnt msg me la kan.&lt;br /&gt;Than i off my hp and went net.&lt;br /&gt;ANd i saw something that really make me feel like giving up my r's .&lt;br /&gt;and seriously, my right eye lid keepon you know like &lt;i&gt;terkebel-kebel&lt;/i&gt; and seriously i believe in my instict you know.&lt;br /&gt;left eye-meeting someone&lt;br /&gt;right eye - cry&lt;br /&gt;than suddenly i decided to call baby, and asked him why he didnt call or text me.&lt;br /&gt;HE gave me e same reason like,&lt;br /&gt;him: i kan da msg.mane ade tk mssgg?&lt;br /&gt;i: i tk receive la b.mane ade?knapedgn u ni.&lt;br /&gt;him: tkdepape la. i tgh busy ni.i call u back in 5 min ok.bye&lt;br /&gt;than he put down the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than i decided to switch on my hp.&lt;br /&gt;and i burst out into tears and call him after receiving a msg saying,&lt;br /&gt;Him: im inlove with someone else uh.how?&lt;br /&gt;i call him and i started to cry.&lt;br /&gt;i keepon asking whooo what?whyyyyy and keepoon cryingg and crying.&lt;br /&gt;and you know, he was luffing and telling me he was joking.&lt;br /&gt;but i can sense that he wasen joking at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we put down the phone for a few minits.&lt;br /&gt;and i decided to call him back.&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, i was walking up and down my hs crying and asking myself &lt;b&gt;why why why why&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and on that point of time, i need a shoulder. i need my mum.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so hurt. i feel like dieing you know.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i call him.&lt;br /&gt;and asked him what im supposed to asked.&lt;br /&gt;and whatever he respond really
