<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:32:46.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pinkyee</title><subtitle type='html'>lOVES ~ PinK
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Os are my top priority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-7496411700067702807?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/7496411700067702807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=7496411700067702807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/7496411700067702807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/7496411700067702807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2009/07/know-what-if-i-can-travel-back-in-time.html' title=''/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-4588620367601132952</id><published>2009-07-10T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T17:59:21.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hi readers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i doubt people read my blog anyway. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;by the way, i was having a bad week last week. the first day of school and i have to get home. BECAUSE of my fever. the 2nd day MC i got was the worst day. i almost died that day. i have never gotten a very high fever before and its amazing to read off the thermometer that my temperature was 39.1 degrees. you could like cook sunny side-up egg on my tummy. hehe. okay back to my studies. hm, i guess im left with 3 or lesser months to the O Levels. as the day passes, i begin to feel more anxious and nervous. and back to the Mr T guy, i think me and him will never be together. i feel better being friends with him. so far, he's still nice. but i just feel so incompatible with him, thats why i decided to just stay as friends. maybe i felt more suitable with a 'bad guy'. so yea.. hm, anyway, there's this girl in my class who i really can't talk to. she is so weird. i feel so sad for her sometimes when the guys disturbed her in class, but the thing is she made me to not like her. tengteng's been my best buddy in class! i love that girl. and for goodness sake, i never have a close Chinese friend before. hope we could pass our Os and get out from that school asap! so yesterday, i had sortaof small class reunion. the people i met ytd were syafiqa, ana, fauzi, athirah, azah, natt, amirahnorris AND naja and khalee.haha.its great to see them again especially si syafiqa and shazana! i super love athirah's braided hair by the way!! okay then, i have to go and check my other things like facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;goodbye readers! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-4588620367601132952?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/4588620367601132952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=4588620367601132952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/4588620367601132952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/4588620367601132952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-readers-i-doubt-people-read-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-5005984863873742706</id><published>2009-07-09T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T17:23:29.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye post</title><content type='html'>hey people. i will be going away for awhile until my internet broadband's been repaired. so ya, goodbye. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-5005984863873742706?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/5005984863873742706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=5005984863873742706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/5005984863873742706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/5005984863873742706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2009/07/goodbye-post.html' title='goodbye post'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-7787549120794950692</id><published>2009-06-05T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T18:48:01.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;hey. so i just realised that everyone reads my blog. yelah tu, haha. im not even popular lah sey. :] ok back to that hmm, well now i know that my guy friends in my school reads my blog. how do they find out?! i dont believe this. and now, i guess they know who is MR T! OMG, OMG. yaaa. anyway, i went to DAISO today at IMM alone. haha. went to buy a handphone pouch and a box for my mom. ya, i know such a cheap present huh? im totally penniless. :[ so for now, gotta wait for my next week's allowance. yeah. ohya, my mom's birthday is tmr! she's gna be 47 tmr! can you believe it that she has lived for 47 years!!!and im only 17!we're 30 years apart, i really dont believe this.anyway, i know i have been saying about "renovating" my blog. but with the upcoming Os, i doubt i can do it in the nearest time possible. and ya, for ppl who want me to link them, im sorry but i'll link you when i renovate it. really sorry! ok have to go now, post some other time ya.  :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-7787549120794950692?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/7787549120794950692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=7787549120794950692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/7787549120794950692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/7787549120794950692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-1672254652562914899</id><published>2009-06-02T15:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T16:03:19.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;well, school's been okay for today. ms merdu said that khalee and me actually does not need to go for POA lesson for the whole 2 weeks. i really need POA lessons and ms merdu instead asked me not to come. and the thing is, her POA lessons are like clashing with my own class schedule.wth.i mean im not that SUPER GOOD at POA and it seems that she can see i can do well for POA.haiya.dontknow lah.anyway, i haven't tell you guys some HOT story!!haha, i loike this gossip.okay, well i have been hearing some news about this guy who likes me. [okay, i excited sendiri kat sini! haha.] ok back to the story, lets name the guy T! haha, thats a hint tau... i heard this T likes me but was shy to ask my number i guess. then, that time while we were bored at DNT room, we decided to prank T. and yea, so now it seems we have each other's number. but the thing is, i did say to T before that he's free to text me anytime anyday. and the thing is, sometimes its me who's been waiting for T to text me.i guess im still waiting for that MR RIGHT or should i say,MR T[hahaha!] to make a move.for now, i quite like T. he's a very nice guy,i could say. he's polite and he respects others. he's too good for me! btw, i saw JAS at the DNT room and i sure like it seeing him in his grey tank top. i loike! i kept saying "waaah, JAS sexaay ah!". hehehe. i cant log in to e-blaze uh, DAMMIT! i wanna do my homework tau. but its okay. i have to go now. hope to upload pichas soon!! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-1672254652562914899?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/1672254652562914899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=1672254652562914899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/1672254652562914899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/1672254652562914899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-schools-been-okay-for-today.html' title=''/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-8278055504166849975</id><published>2009-05-30T00:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T01:24:17.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of school</title><content type='html'>hey. today was the last day of school and it was mundane. i did not find a need to be in school just now. i mean FREEEE periods then i can get my report book. walaowe, wa piang eh! haha. entah betul ke tak whatever im writing now. anyway, yeah, mid-years was a breeze. and khairul cursed me that for prelims that i'll not do well. kurang asamnye budak! btw, i had a mini excursion to madrasah aljunied. i was shocked when i saw the road name; JALAN KUBOR! i mean waddaheck gitu kan. then i learnt that there's a kubur near there. anyway, it was okay and it was the first time daniel saw me wearing tudung. he must have a thought that i looked so sweet in the headscarf. nyahahaa. i was thinking a lot today. im tired of the same old guys who kept cheating on me, NONSTOP.  im too tired to think about this anymore. i just want someone new who understands me well and just not cheat on me. ive had enough of this shit and i just want everything to stop. anyway, june hols are here but for the first two weeks i have school! i love going to school. i really have to study like hell during this june hols cos there are not much time left to mug for Os. anyway, i heard sth about this 'EXPRESS STREAM' guy. he is a total idiot uh by saying that the EXPRESS students confirmed could get their As for their Malay but can the sec5[NA] students get their As? as an EXPRESS student before, i feel so sad for the sec5s as they were looked down upon. to me, we are all human beings with the same BRAIN. that guy just doesnt have a brain lah.whatever lah eh. BTW, for ppl taking MT Os, i just wanna wish you guys manymany LUCK! think of MT Os as a very "CHICKEN-FEET" exam, okay. gotta go now. GDNITE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-8278055504166849975?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/8278055504166849975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=8278055504166849975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/8278055504166849975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/8278055504166849975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-day-of-school.html' title='last day of school'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-5223331088929042669</id><published>2009-05-27T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:52:22.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hello peepos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;m, naja's birthday was celebrated with a simple suprise. it was a collaboration with the guys named nafis, fahmi and pet. m, i was estatic to see nafis lah. dah lama bener enggak ku ketemu sama si dia. gwe amat rindu banget sama dia loh. okay, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyway, when maisarah did something for iskandar cos todays their anniv, im reminded of nafis and I. cos today is my anniv if i was still with him. we recently contacted each other back again. and boy, he looks and seems different. but different2 macam mana pun, its good for him uh. just remembered something about the guy i blogged about. i asked khalee if she saw him these past few days as they lived quite near to each other. she said she saw him with two diff girls in two diff days. siallah, BASTARD gila punye budak. sorry ah i feel like becoming a MINAH in this post, no offence. he senang2 played with my feelings, he senang2 played with me and then he senang2 leave me. BABI ah, really ah. cannot stand it. WARNING: To a new guy that will step into my life in the future, if you do these kind of things, i CONFIRM PLUS CHOP wont trust guys to the MAX anymore. really BABI punye anak ah tu! im angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha, ok betul2 angry nampak? hm, takdelah. org2 mcm tu patut dikutuk rabak ah.full stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-5223331088929042669?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/5223331088929042669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=5223331088929042669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/5223331088929042669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/5223331088929042669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-peepos.html' title=''/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-4969958518214421569</id><published>2009-05-19T22:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T23:12:51.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update on ytd's blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;so as i mentioned to sufi that i'll be updating on ytd's post, here it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;m, so yeah back to the guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;well i sent a last text message to him in the afternoon. all i could summarise is that "if its meant to be, then its meant to be. if its not, then lets just leave it at that.". he said he was sorry. i felt that his apology was sincere. then, when night falls, he texted me saying that 'he's a bad guy.'. its like he said the opposites of the both of us. i mean yeah, its a lot of opposites but when he said something different, i was completely stunned. i could not believe it. so its like over between me and him. i was sad at first but looking at it again, i know it wasn't going to happen. i wished him luck for his future. i'll definitely miss him! :'[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;next up, is my MYE scores. like ohmygosh, i improved tremendously!!!! so here goes :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENGLISH-C5&lt;/strong&gt; (well my english grades have been like this since last year. NEVER IMPROVED!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MATH-A2&lt;/strong&gt; (OMG! i could not believe my ears and eyes seeing my good score! im working hard all d way!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMB. SCI [PHY/CHEM]-C5&lt;/strong&gt; (somehow i "deproved" for this paper. physics fail, chem pass! what is this?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMB. HUMANS. [SS/HIST]-A1&lt;/strong&gt; (okay, done super well for this paper. gonna work super hard to maintain dat!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POA-B3&lt;/strong&gt; (thanks to khalee and my POA notebook, ive done well for this paper. 2nd highest in class! :] )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;tons of pictures will be published soon. but here's one to see how "pretty" i look like nowadays. haha, ok joking. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337552684105862034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/ShLL4voQC5I/AAAAAAAAApI/kCHHkWUUWxQ/s200/IMGP0865.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-4969958518214421569?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/4969958518214421569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=4969958518214421569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/4969958518214421569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/4969958518214421569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2009/05/update-on-ytds-blog.html' title='update on ytd&apos;s blog'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/ShLL4voQC5I/AAAAAAAAApI/kCHHkWUUWxQ/s72-c/IMGP0865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-1186140225857620998</id><published>2009-05-18T20:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:18:33.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey. confirm plus chop i have too many stories too say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;firstly, lets talk about my guy k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;well, i recently contacted a guy from my former primary school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;he's a very chinese-y look kindaof guy which i LOIKE. heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;he did confessed about his feelings towards me after a month. and it all seems too perfect to be true. but recently, he had this problem which he can't further clarify with me. and after that, he somehow stopped contacting me. after further questioning, i can sense that his feelings for me had fade away. he said i didnt take care of him well, that was why. i felt super sad and this has really made me a girl who won't trust guys anymore that easily. what with their promising words and my trust in them, this just makes me feel me more depressed than ever. i'm gonna try my best to stop trusting guys! but in fact, i reallyreallyreally love him. maybe its just not meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;secondly, about my family. i am so scared of  BROKEN family. my mom and her siblings are like on a rivalry. when i put myself in my mom's shoes, i could feel her utter sadness. could you imagine being the big sister, all your siblings are talking bad about you and spreading rumours about your children? and imagine being a mom with that case, your children won't even help a bit to lighten your burden? and that you're almost 50 and you're still working so hard to support the family? i cried for all these many problems. i guess it's difficult to set up a family afterall so now, i have to be more understanding. no more talking back towards my mom NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thirdly, i'll try to post pictures starting from this year onwards. haha. my dad just gave me the USB for the camera. waddaheck.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;OHYA BFORE I FORGOT! i got my english and history paper just now. english was quite badly done. my compre fail but my summary pass with flying colours, heehee. ok so the compre part was 8/25 and my summary was 19/25. so my english P2 marks is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27/50&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; the interesting part is my history paper. waaaaaaah, i shock kemama sia! didnt expect my score to be super high! first time seh i got &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42/50&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for history. i mean whatthehell was i doing last year. i could have score! anyways, tmr will be the day where i get all my papers back. hope i will score everything!! wish me luck once again. toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-1186140225857620998?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/1186140225857620998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=1186140225857620998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/1186140225857620998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/1186140225857620998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2009/05/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-7673741702592802575</id><published>2009-04-11T00:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T01:06:21.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>depression</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;i admit im having depression. for goodness sake, i started to think about dying. i have been thinking of dying since last year. i dont know why. you guys might think i have a perfect fairytale story in my life, but never okay.&lt;br /&gt;my symptoms of depression:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a change in appetite, with significant weight loss or weight gain&lt;br /&gt;- a change in sleeping patterns, such as difficulty sleeping, early morning awakening, or sleeping too much&lt;br /&gt;-constant feelings of sadness, irritability, or tension&lt;br /&gt;-restlessness or feeling slowed down&lt;br /&gt;-decreased ability to make decisions or concentrate&lt;br /&gt;-feelings of worthlessness, hopelessness, or guilt&lt;br /&gt;-thoughts of suicide or death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im scared. i dont find people loving me or care for me. im really scared to be alone. i always blame the operation. i find myself ugly inside and outside. i dont know whats happening to me. im really, really scared. i kept  crying this days. i might just die in the room alone one day w/o no one noticing me. i aint perfect, i am never too perfect for anyone. i dont know what to do. i need friends. i need my whole family behind me. i need someone. he could be counsellor or a doctor maybe. but for goodness sake, im scared of hurting myself though i want to die. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-7673741702592802575?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/7673741702592802575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=7673741702592802575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/7673741702592802575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/7673741702592802575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2009/04/depression.html' title='depression'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-2619331652653874812</id><published>2009-04-02T18:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:42:00.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am super irritated by this woman. i kept seeing her every single morning. and she's one super weird chinese lady. she would wear sports attire- shirt and long track pants with sports shoe. know what she does that irritated me so much? she takes out her camera and either takes video or pictures of the surroundings. i dont't get it. it's bugging me so much that i feel like venting out my anger on her. i mean what's up with her man? its either she's crazy or too excited to take pictures or video about people. for goodness sake, i saw her at yewtee just now. she still did the same thing. and i was confirmed that she was doing something with her camera to capture people's faces. eh really, ni boleh mendatangkan kemarahan!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;anyways, im gonna start my math tuition tomorrow. for 2 hours, im gonna learn math. gosh, so excited!!!! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;btw, syafiq is super cool and funny. haha. ok so random...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;im trying to prevent myself from going out with friends. hence, i'll be stuck at home for the rest of my life till mid-november. hehe. don't miss me too much. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ok gotta go now. take care peeple. gdnite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; ain&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/4645840597340777414-2619331652653874812?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/2619331652653874812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=2619331652653874812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/2619331652653874812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/2619331652653874812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-7387615101332739065</id><published>2009-03-16T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:49:59.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;hey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;today was FUNFUNFUN! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i studied with khalee at my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;then the girls [ira, ana, azah, natt and elly] went to my house around 3pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i invited them over for a movie marathon as my parents weren't in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;it was super funny and scary at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;we watched 2 indonesian horror movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;gawd, i swear i can't bring azah to watch horror movies. banyak punya comment itu anak. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ok i wanna start typing in indon. here it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;jadi lepas lihat cerita-cerita hantu itu, aku ajak athirah sama ana untuk makan malam sama aku di luar. kita terus pergi ke LOT ONE. ya kok, ramai benar orang yang ku ketemu tadi. kita makan dan omong-omong kosong di FOOD CULTURE. lama benar kita di sana. kita terserempak sama hana dgn pacarnya. kiut banget gitu loh. terusan, kita pergi ke pasar malam. kita terserempak sama hariz, yanna dan aji tapi kita enggak make 'eye contact' gitu loh. esok mama dan papa gwe sama nana akan pulang. gwe rasa senang sekali mereka mau pulang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;haha, okay stop it seh. i gotta go now. gdbye ppl! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ain&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/4645840597340777414-7387615101332739065?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/7387615101332739065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=7387615101332739065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/7387615101332739065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/7387615101332739065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-8608471778704596786</id><published>2009-03-13T16:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T16:58:11.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sch hols</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;heyheyhey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;gawd, CHIPMUNK's back on the radio!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;you guys should like totally listen to RIA fm. chipmunk's super duper cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;anyways, i went jogging ytd with elly. then, i saw zuhaili somewhere near elly's block. i was like "wth is he doing here?". BUT then, i saw some regenites with him whom i won't specify here. he didn't even see me lar seh. guess i oughta put the past like way, way behind me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;" thanks eliana for the fries,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;   thanks ana for the pasta and pizza; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;   thanks naja for the mcdonald's meal. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;" sorry eliana,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;   sorry ana; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;   sorry naja ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i just realise something about myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i like to make things difficult for others. it's like a habit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i don't know how to change that habit. i just wanna kick off that habit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;maybe i have an attitude problem? i don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i'm sorry if i hurt anyone, yet again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;BTW, today is like friday the 13th whereby it's the last day of school[which means the sch hols are here! like finally!!!!] and then there's my madrasah; and the day where i got my report book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i can't believe it! i got a 19 for L1B4! i have never ever get that kind of points before. this is a good start for my O Levels, so that I can gauge my weak and strong subjects. this hols i'm planning a lot of stuffs. super-duper excited! ok, sunday to tuesday, my parents and nana go MELAKA!!!! and i'm like so going to partaaaay!!!haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SUNDAY  - either going out with elly to support her friend who will be dancing OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                   - dating [the guy's  a dancer too!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MONDAY - study with khalee and naja at my house then, have a movie marathon with girlfriends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TUESDAY - stay at home and be a good bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WEDNESDAY - class outing at spore botanical gardens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THURSDAY - stay at home, self-revision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FRIDAY - POA lesson at 10am , go madrasah if there's one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SATURDAY - go watch 'danceworks' at vivo. [maybe!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;so that's my plan for school hols. haha. ok then, gotta go. will update if i have time. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-8608471778704596786?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/8608471778704596786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=8608471778704596786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/8608471778704596786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/8608471778704596786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2009/03/sch-hols.html' title='sch hols'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-9175637416695190665</id><published>2009-02-23T18:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T18:51:04.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;hello peeple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;i know..i know, it's been a month since i blogged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;well, i solved my problem and i'm busy as a bee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;okay, so you guys know i flopped in my O's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;and hence, i decided to retake my O Levels in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;at first, school was a bit mundane. i did not manage to adapt to my class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;i felt like an outcast that time. but by then, things began to work out in my class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;i began to feel at ease and learning was a breeze. to tell you the truth, i find myself more hardworking and determined to do well. if only, i was like that last year. things would then turn out differently then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;however so, it doesn't matter as i'm gonna ace my O's this time round. my buddies in school are NAJA and KHALEEDA! they are great students and friends, i tell you. naja can be so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;NERDY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;but BRAINY at the same time. khalee is so CLEVER yet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;DEAF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;. funny kan? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;i did my science, english and social studies common test last week. science was not bad, kindaof the 5th in class. and for english, i don't even know how i can be the top in class. there was not even enough time during the english test and i wrote super-little details. but even as the top in class, i got a just above average marks.[which doesn't make any sense on how i can be the highest in class] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;but i feel that my classmates dislike me for getting those kind of scores. whatever it is, i know i just wanna do well for every tests and exams. no more slacking for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;thanks for the taggies, peeple. syam, thanks for the tag. really appreciate it. i talked to all adults and i solve my O level problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;OMG!! just remembered something. i saw "ZULILY"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;he had this dyed mohawk hair and i find that so cute. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;okay, well this ZULILY is my first BF. i saw him last friday. i sat with him and we talked openly about our lives. turns out that he is single [HINT:must be finding for a girl now! i got chance!!haha.]. and  i am single! like what the hell. hm, so anyways, he gave me signs of wanting me back. but i didn't say anything lah seh. i was shocked when i saw him. like i don't know what to expect or what to talk about with him. i left that place and was just left with his email address. goddamnit, we didn't exchange numbers. i guess i miss him a lot but, i dont know about him though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;gotta go now. wanna eat my dinner and gotta prepare for my math common test tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;goodbye. when i'm super-free, i'll blog yea. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-9175637416695190665?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/9175637416695190665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=9175637416695190665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/9175637416695190665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/9175637416695190665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-peeple.html' title=''/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-2623440551836312649</id><published>2009-01-13T13:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T13:33:05.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guess i flopped on my o levels.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have to make quick decisions either moving on or to take a step backward.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can't even decide myself on what is my next plan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am super sad on my dad's reaction.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he was so disappointed that he did not even wanna discuss anything with me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it feels that he is putting all the blame on me. guess im his greatest disappointment in his life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's true what my teacher said that even if i cry so much, nothing will ever change at all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but the problem is, if i talk about it, i tend to cry. i just dont know how to stop the crying.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my mom was calm and even supported me in any way. she said if i have to take the longer route, its okay cos' i will still get there sooner or later. but for now, im just not sure myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everyone seems to have make their plans or even have applied for JAE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i will apply for JAE tonight or either, tomorrow morning. this is just the beginning for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“..Yesterday is a history, tomorrow is a mystery. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But today is a gift, that is why they call it present..”      &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Master Oogway from Kung Fu Panda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-4459311429039989036</id><published>2009-01-11T22:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:42:07.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>upcoming o level results!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey. i am super nervous and scared plus excited to get my O Level results. i wonder what will i really get after slacking for it. just hope to get below 25, maximum.in about 16 hrs and 20 minutes, everything will be revealed. btw, im gonna make a new blog soon so just wait for my tags at your bloggies kay. gotta have my beauty sleep now, so TOODLES!! :]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-4459311429039989036?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/4459311429039989036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=4459311429039989036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/4459311429039989036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/4459311429039989036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2009/01/upcoming-o-level-results.html' title='upcoming o level results!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-4612225109704474072</id><published>2009-01-04T14:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T14:35:33.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey. currently will be renovating my blog. so won't be posting anything yet.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just pop in to henderson waves the other day on 30 dec. FUN!&lt;br /&gt;gonna go out with ana and elly soon to henderson waves again!!! i love the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt; ain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-4612225109704474072?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/4612225109704474072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=4612225109704474072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/4612225109704474072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/4612225109704474072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-1722682478332530496</id><published>2008-12-24T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T12:13:39.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i was disturbed by passerby's comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i mean why don't you put your real name cos' i think its better if you do put your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;whoever you are, i admit they did bring colours into my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;but didn't they fade the colours out of my life when they left me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;well fyi, i'm not a part of their life anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;they are having their great lives themselves, so if you think i'm having so much fun in my life, you're wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i have been living my life by myself, alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i have never felt so strong in my life that i can live on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i just want my girlfriends back even though i know i can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;if she misses me like hell, why won't she do anything to make it up back to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;whoever she is and whoever passerby is, i just hope i'm making some sense in your head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;take care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-1722682478332530496?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/1722682478332530496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=1722682478332530496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/1722682478332530496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/1722682478332530496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-was-disturbed-by-passerbys-comments.html' title=''/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-7248204957906786113</id><published>2008-12-22T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T12:04:22.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Minta maaf banyak-banyak tidak dapat untuk meng-update blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;[THE REASON: I was sick for 1 week and 3 days due to food poisoning!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I have never felt so sick before in my whole life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Luckily I didn't get to the other side of the world. hehe, just joking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I have so much to tell but as usual, no time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Time is so precious, you know? teehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Hence of my sickness, I didn't get to celebrate Shazana's birthday and Farid + Elly's birthday celebration. Despite of me being sick, there is always a blessing in disguise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Ana, Elly, Radi and riverside ppl were there for me when I was sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I felt super better with their caring for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I met up with Ana, Farid, Syazwan, Khairul and another guy on 20 dec for pool and dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;It was a relaxing, funny and fun thing that day. Hope to meet them again soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Ana just started working last week. She's gonna have money soon, unlike me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;It's too late for me to get employed this month. Maybe, January? hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Went out with family yesterday. My mom wanted to treat us to lunch at Sakura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then, we went to buy my big sister's birthday present. We bought her a black GUESS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wallet. It was on SALE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;It was worth it. Then, my mom saw another black shiny GUESS wallet which caught her eye. At last, we bought 2 wallets with an extra 10% off. So the worth it, you know? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;I bought a LEVI's straight cut jeans. My small sister bought a pink sports shoe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Always pink lah that girl! But so tak feminine at all. Nana likes to dress up like a boy-shirt with jeans and sneakers. That is her typical outfit. So never ever buy for her a skirt or dress, it will be so wasted on her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;I don't know why I have a small sister who dresses like a boy. Funny lah she! hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Anyway, I might be having a date this week. I just hope it will turn out right on the day itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;So, if there's anything to be updated, I will blog soon alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;oh ya, I'm planning to celebrate New Year together with friends. So if many could make it, I will confirm it here soon. Take care, peeple. I'm off to be fit and healthy this month. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ain&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/4645840597340777414-7248204957906786113?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/7248204957906786113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=7248204957906786113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/7248204957906786113'/><link rel='self' 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Singapore today. i cant believe it.&lt;br /&gt;i was spose to go KL on friday, but then plans changed so yea. im leaving everything behind today, and looking forward to a new life.&lt;br /&gt;before i go, im sorry if i did anything wrong to u guys.&lt;br /&gt;gdnite everyone! :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-7173553503393590653?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/7173553503393590653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=7173553503393590653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/7173553503393590653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SSo1MOqSYXI/AAAAAAAAAo0/4shAA51MN8s/s200/21112008773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SSo1CTUZXGI/AAAAAAAAAos/yPeNi4VoBaQ/s1600-h/DSC02419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272084627452419170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SSo1CTUZXGI/AAAAAAAAAos/yPeNi4VoBaQ/s200/DSC02419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SSo04N-oM_I/AAAAAAAAAok/gocWid2wBwc/s1600-h/21112008771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272084454220248050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SSo04N-oM_I/AAAAAAAAAok/gocWid2wBwc/s200/21112008771.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4645840597340777414-1740448754161893490?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/1740448754161893490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=1740448754161893490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/1740448754161893490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/1740448754161893490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2008/11/redcamp-5-pics.html' title='redcamp 5 pics'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/SSo1MOqSYXI/AAAAAAAAAo0/4shAA51MN8s/s72-c/21112008773.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-9010091422088814007</id><published>2008-11-24T12:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T12:57:20.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>redcamp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;hey peeple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REDCAMP 5&lt;/span&gt; was the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BOMB&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;from 19 nov-21 nov, i was letting my hair down at the camp sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;i had fun overall. with the hip-hop dancing to the tours around Ngee Ann Poly and to the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZOUK&lt;/span&gt; thing. i had 3 superb days with the whole &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NINJA&lt;/span&gt; clan. well, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NINJA&lt;/span&gt; won for the 1st day. on the last day, we were announced as the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WILDEST TRIBE&lt;/span&gt;! i shouted like hell for the 3 days and i still haven't lose my voice. how irritating is that!? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;there were many &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SL&lt;/span&gt;s who were gerek kakis. i love all the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SL&lt;/span&gt;s. and the cheers are still stuck in my head since. and i made many new friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;will a mention a few here-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SYARIF,SYAZWAN,FARID,RADI,SHARIFAH,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MASTURA,MAISURAH,DANIEL&lt;/span&gt;(St. Gabriel guy),&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KIERAN,RAVIN,SAIFUL&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;im sorry if i didnt mention some friends here, terlupa ah. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*im happy for ana and someone. they are compatible. he's a gentleman, ana. grab him before other girls want him. wish you guys the very best yea. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;till now, i dont feel like having to do anything with guys. the more i know guys, i felt that they hurt me more. i dont know whats wrong ah. but just an advice to guys, dont contact 2 girls at the same time. it could hurt both parties. i got to know 2 stories like this recently. it really hurts me that girls always have to be the victims of unappreciative guys. whatever it is, im living this life as a normal girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;anyway, i went to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BOOKFEST&lt;/span&gt; just to see &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TAUFIK BATISAH&lt;/span&gt;!!! he is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt; to the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAXX&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;i dont know why i was so fanatic that i even &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;bought&lt;/span&gt; the new album just to get his autograph and to take picture with him. will upload the pics soon. but for now, i have only a few &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REDCAMP 5&lt;/span&gt; pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TOODLES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-9010091422088814007?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/9010091422088814007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=9010091422088814007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/9010091422088814007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/9010091422088814007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2008/11/redcamp.html' title='redcamp'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-6156109927663111734</id><published>2008-11-14T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:42:43.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christianisation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;will be updating later on christianisation! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i find that it is an interesting topic to share with everyone here&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*WARNING!You guys will find yourself tangled with your life and your beliefs.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-6156109927663111734?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/6156109927663111734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=6156109927663111734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/6156109927663111734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/6156109927663111734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2008/11/christianisation.html' title='christianisation'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-5248469612634744504</id><published>2008-11-13T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:36:56.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is not what it seems</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;hey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;wanna update on something that i just realise about my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;my life as i know for 16 years is one rollercoaster ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;it had not been better and neither had it been any worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;i felt suicidal recently, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;due to just some minor stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;but i am not gonna post some 'EMO-SHITS' down here, aight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;no worries. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;well, i thought that being 16 is the most wonderful thing to experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;everyone who read this might be 16 or even, less or more than 16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;everyone will go through this age whereby everything will change so much, that you will find yourself twisting your life. and i mean, really TWIST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;everyone make mistakes and you can never find a person who doesn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;i expected life to be much more clearer and better, but what i am experiencing right now is something much more dull and not better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;i am sorry if i am gonna hurt anyone here kay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;hmm. i felt that i am too naive/gullible to everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;i just could not bring myself to trust anyone anymore, after what that has happened this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i found myself, sometimes, trapped in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;i wanted to forget about my EX but then, he came back to me this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;i didn't know what to expect from him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;i was blinded by L-O-V-E. then, after the usual contacting each other, i found myself contacting a totally different EX. he's changed so much. i even felt that he was just playing with my feelings. i could not bring myself to contact him anymore(it's been 2 days already!). i felt threatened by his presence and i was pressurised by the thought of a third party. guess we're just not meant to be yea? :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;i also thought that as the sec-four year is coming to an end, everyone will be super-close to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;it didn't happen to me though. had two fights with two group of friends this year. i even felt that i did not even existed in the two friendships. i was an invincible figure in the whole misunderstanding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;i said i was sorry but no one heard how sorry i was for myself. i miss NAJA, IRA, AMEE and LULU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;i hope that time will stop so that i can re-build this friendship to be strong once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;then, i found out that i am trapped in the past again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;i'm not saying that my friends change but, it's just that i want to see the old NAJA, IRA, AMEE and LULU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;where we all will hangout and laugh till our throats get very dry. sadly to say, i can't make people change for me and neither will i ask them to change. i just want a simple request from you guys that we will make damn sure that we will hangout more in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;and to ANA, i treasure this friendship more and more after every meet-ups and sharing of stories.hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;i just want to tell you how happy i have been being with you. you were there for me when everything and everyone left. i am so thankful to GOD that i have you as a friend. i assure you that i will never let you down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;ANA, just know that i will be gladly there for you. anytime and anywhere! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;anyways, i have been having this migraines in the evening. and sometimes, i feel like throwing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;gosh, i feel like the sickest person in Singapore. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;AND! there have been these 3 days which i wanted to collect my passport at ICA with my mom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;the first one, my mom said she was too lazy to go out. the second one, it was too late already as the passport collection closes at 4.30pm. and the third one which was TODAY (13 NOV) did happen. BUT my mom didn't ask me to bring my IC along. thus, it was a wasted trip there. and the fourth one will happen TMR (14 NOV). must DIE-DIE take my passport tmr! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;okay, i will stop this non-stop, long and draggy post for now.GOODNIGHT PPL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[0035am]&lt;/span&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/4645840597340777414-5248469612634744504?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/5248469612634744504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=5248469612634744504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/5248469612634744504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/5248469612634744504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-is-not-what-it-seems.html' title='life is not what it seems'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-7198720975697080279</id><published>2008-11-12T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T12:51:02.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hari raya pics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267627964861724114" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SRpdsjbFGjI/AAAAAAAAAmk/UmjWdT3Mpt8/s200/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-7198720975697080279?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/7198720975697080279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=7198720975697080279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/7198720975697080279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/7198720975697080279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2008/11/hari-raya-pics.html' title='hari raya pics!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/SRpfuZZ_NdI/AAAAAAAAAoU/X7ec2AYe3Gw/s72-c/76.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-4725762994629754575</id><published>2008-11-06T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T12:40:44.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SRJ0lmY8kJI/AAAAAAAAAmc/sMrfBUXp3ic/s1600-h/harirayagang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265399103658692754" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SRJzkBEJHRI/AAAAAAAAAls/LDpAnTK4pXM/s200/1_289911186l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SRJzH8PU0XI/AAAAAAAAAlk/QKbTBNa-eo4/s1600-h/1_257933467l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265397494616215922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SRJzH8PU0XI/AAAAAAAAAlk/QKbTBNa-eo4/s200/1_257933467l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-4725762994629754575?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/4725762994629754575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=4725762994629754575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/4725762994629754575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/4725762994629754575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2008/11/pics.html' title='pics.'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/SRJ0lmY8kJI/AAAAAAAAAmc/sMrfBUXp3ic/s72-c/harirayagang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-6405903249150874159</id><published>2008-11-05T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T12:12:32.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new day for me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey peeple.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like ohmygosh, o levels will end soon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like next week on the 11th of november.like hello?...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hha.gosh i sound like a bimbo.hehe. :]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've been feeling so the happy goober u know?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ana says that i was very bubbly+mentel ytd.is that spose to be good or not?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmm, anyways.. i have this strong feeling in me that i'm so gonna fail &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;POA&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Math&lt;/span&gt;.the negative thoughts started this week or so.but however so, I have back-up plans after the O Levels result are released.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uhm, and ya on the 11th of nov, Im gonna jolly-jolly to the max.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have two dates on that day!! haha. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MENTEL-LANS&lt;/span&gt;!! :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the first date will be with my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BF&lt;/span&gt;. and then, the second date will be with my friend. hehehs. jangan banyak tanye ok who's who..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tengok movie cerita hantu.nyehehe!haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well its best to watch horror movie with a guy. girls, if you know what i mean.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guys, dont take advantage eh. haahaa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eh, later i'll update u on hari raya pics with the gang.hee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hm, well i got to contact back with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NAF&lt;/span&gt; but i dont think we're gonna go into rship or anything. so dont assume by looking at the pics ok? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NAF&lt;/span&gt; changed a lot.he wasn't the same guy i knew before. and i guess, he contacted me back bcos he's feeling lonely after the break-up. i was not expecting him to come back to me, too.cos i thought his rship with her will last as i knew they really love each other. but again, ppl change.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;talking about ppl changing, let me give advice to u ppl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DONT EVER CHANGE FOR YOUR LOVED ONES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*except for attitude*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;but dont ever change the way u look or anything for someone else. and dont ask someone to change for u, unless their attitude really sucks to the max. this is my own personal experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was really mad when that someone asked me to change the way i look and the clothes i wear. to me, it was plain rude. but we talked about it, and i guess we're okay now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmm, I'll admit to u guys that i have a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BF&lt;/span&gt; named &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANA&lt;/span&gt;! dont be shock.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we've been seeing each other like almost everyday&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;.[NON-STOP HITS!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hha.and i got to know this guy named &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HZQ&lt;/span&gt;.he is a great guy friend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and ya, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHAHIDDIN&lt;/span&gt;.my really greatest guy friend!i hope 6 &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOV&lt;/span&gt; will work out just fine between me and him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAAAN&lt;/span&gt;, jangan lupa &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FAUZI&lt;/span&gt;. itu confirm2 &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BF &lt;/span&gt;aku.haha. ira, jgn jealous yea.haha just kidding. but yaa, he is my best friend in sch and madrasah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;okay that's it for now. ohya, i almost forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im going to be a malaysian citizen at the end of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOV&lt;/span&gt;. will be going to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KL&lt;/span&gt; for holiday.i really can't wait... &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;[JUMPING UP AND DOWN LIKE A MONKEY!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hehe. okay toodles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-6405903249150874159?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/6405903249150874159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=6405903249150874159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/6405903249150874159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/6405903249150874159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-day-for-me.html' title='new day for me....'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-7232654062925367861</id><published>2008-09-04T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T11:43:15.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;hey.i just read something very interesting on this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;this advice will really help me in dealing with conflicts throughout my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;i hope you guys read it and absorb it in your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"In any kind of relationship (such as with friends, parents and siblings), misunderstandings are bound to happen. The key to strengthening relationships, despite the arguments and conflicts is good communication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And remember, HUMILITY helps in settling arguments. Do not be defensive and think the other person is attacking you when they are talking about how they feel. It is, in fact, how they feel. Allow them to tell you how they are feeling - Be humble enough to listen. Seek&lt;br /&gt;to compromise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do not be arrogant and keep saying you are not at fault or blame the other person that they are faulting you when in fact, they are telling you how they are feeling. If you treasure your relationship and want to improve it, there is definitely no room for arrogance.&lt;br /&gt;(arrogance: offensive display of superiority or self-importance; overbearing pride)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;How To Communicate: Improve Your Relationships With Effective Communication Skills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;This article is borrowed from http://stress.about.com/od/relationships/ht/healthycomm.htm&lt;br /&gt;Written by Elizabeth Scott, M.S.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Conflict in a relationship is virtually inevitable. In itself, conflict isn’t a problem; how it’s handled, however, can bring people together or tear them apart. Poor communication, disagreements and misunderstandings can be a source of anger and distance, or a springboard to a stronger relationship and happier future. Next time you’re dealing with conflict, keep these effective communication tips in mind and you can create a more positive outcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Difficulty: Average&lt;br /&gt;Time Required: Just a little extra time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Here's How:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stay Focused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Sometimes it’s tempting to bring up past seemingly related conflicts when dealing with current ones. Unfortunately, this often clouds the issue and makes finding mutual understanding and a solution to the current issue less likely, and makes the whole discussion more taxing and even confusing. Try not to bring up past hurts or other topics. Stay focused on the present, your feelings, understanding one another and finding a solution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Listen Carefully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;People often think they’re listening, but are really thinking about what they’re going to say next when the other person stops talking. While it might be difficult, try really listening to what your partner is saying. Don’t interrupt. Don’t get defensive. Just hear them and reflect back what they’re saying so they know you’ve heard. Then you’ll understand them better and they’ll be more willing to listen to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Try To See Their Point of View&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;In a conflict, most of us primarily want to feel heard and understood. We talk a lot about our point of view to get the other person to see things our way. Ironically, if we all do this all the time, there’s little focus on the other person’s point of view, and nobody feels understood. Try to see the other side, and then you can better explain yours. Others will more likely be willing to listen if they feel heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Respond to Criticism with Empathy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;When someone comes at you with criticism, it’s easy to feel that they’re wrong, and get defensive. While criticism is hard to hear, and often exaggerated or colored by the other person’s emotions, it’s important to listen for the other person’s pain and respond with empathy for their feelings. Also, look for what’s true in what they’re saying; that can be valuable information for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Own What’s Yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;ealize that personal responsibility is a strength, not a weakness, and admit when you’re wrong. If you both share some responsibility in a conflict (which is usually the case), look for and admit to what’s yours. It diffuses the situation, sets a good example, and shows maturity. It also often inspires the other person to respond in kind, leading you both closer to mutual understanding and a solution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Use “I” Messages: Rather than saying things like,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;“You really messed up here,” begin statements with “I”, and make them about yourself and your feelings, like, “I feel frustrated when this happens.” It’s less accusatory, sparks less defensiveness, and helps the other person understand your point of view rather than feeling attacked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Look for Compromise Instead of trying to ‘win’ the argument&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;look for solutions that meet everybody’s needs. Either compromise, or a new solution that gives you both what you want most, this focus is much more effective than one person getting what they want at the other’s expense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Take a Time-Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Sometimes tempers get heated and it’s just too difficult to continue a discussion without it becoming an argument or a fight. If you feel yourself or your partner starting to get too angry to be constructive, or showing some destructive communication patterns, it’s okay to take a break from the discussion until you both cool off. Sometimes good communication means knowing when to take a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Don’t Give Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;While taking a break from the discussion is sometimes a good idea, always come back to it. If you both approach the situation with a constructive attitude, mutual respect, and a willingness to see the other’s point of view or at least find a solution, you can make progress toward the goal of a resolution to the conflict. Unless it’s time to give up on the relationship, don’t give up on communication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ask For Help If You Need It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;If one or both of you has trouble staying respectful during conflict, or if you’ve tried resolving conflict with your partner on your own and the situation just doesn’t seem to be improving, you might benefit from a few sessions with a therapist. Couples counseling or family therapy can provide help with altercations and teach skills to resolve future conflict. If your partner doesn’t want to go, you can still often benefit from going alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tips:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;1. Remember that the goal of effective communication skills should be mutual understanding and finding a solution that pleases both parties, not ‘winning’ the argument or ‘being right’.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;2. This doesn’t work in every situation, but sometimes (if you’re having a conflict in a romantic relationship) it helps to hold hands or stay physically connected as you talk. This can remind you that you still care about each other and generally support one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;3. Keep in mind that it’s important to remain respectful of the other person, even if you don’t like their actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-7232654062925367861?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/7232654062925367861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=7232654062925367861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/7232654062925367861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/7232654062925367861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2008/09/friends.html' title='friends'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-6491072483618793467</id><published>2008-08-29T18:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T19:28:31.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time no see</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ey peeps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;sorry for not updating my summer-goddess bloggie.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;life's turning upside down for me. i feel like a lost ugly duckling. totally lost!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;everything's been moving too fast and i am the only one running in the neverending race. :[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;i feel so small in this world, that i am scared that i will never ever live like a normal person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;friends, the most precious and dearest creatures, turned away from me; from time to time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;what was an unperfect girl like me to do? sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;i know that they are singing a different tune than me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;well, i guess i know everything now. i hate being HATED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;how can i not when there are quite a few hating me? i feel so demoralised. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;i dont even have the mood to revise for upcoming prelims and O Levels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;im not pointing any fingers to anyone, neither will i be judgemental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;cant we just be friends anymore? is it so difficult to avoid all this small arguments?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;i will find a way somehow to solve this problems. i hope that everything will work out well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;on the other hand, HAPPY TEACHERS DAY to all teachers over the world! :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;♥ Ms Chew, I wish you all the best for your new baby boy [JEROME] and Im really hoping to see you again. The whole class misses you so  much.We promise to do our best for prelims and O Levels!! I love you, Ms Chew!!!!!!!  HAPPY TEACHERS DAY! :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Elly, ana and me did our special project for ms chew's teachers day gift. i really love the idea of being together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Teacher's Day concert today was so COCK-UP! i was totally kindaof fed-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; El Bino and Simple Notecase was totally awesome. they really rock the stage. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;i love those two bands. haha. but El Bino still can be improved. hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;we also had our Be Yourself Day today! that was the first time we had that event in our school. i love it, somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;there was a lot of pictures taken. so i will post it if i have the time yea. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;THE BEST PART OF TODAY&lt;/span&gt;----saw Zuhaili [SCREAMS]!!! , spending time with few friends, and phototaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;THE WORST PART OF TODAY&lt;/span&gt;----Teacher's Day concert, saw my ex-BF with his GF, and not spending time with my other halves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;zuhaili was so hip-hoppity! i loike. haha. its been a long time since i saw him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;he did shout my name but with my shyness, i did not turn to him and said a HELLO.  so  sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;I MISS HIM LIKE ALOT CAN?! he seems a bit more taller and muscular which i really like. haha again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;well when i saw my ex-BF, i almost cried but i kept my tears in. HE took HER home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;i was shocked with HIS appearance. i have to move on, i suppose. ;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ok then, will update the blog soon if i can. goodbye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;  ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-6491072483618793467?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/6491072483618793467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=6491072483618793467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/6491072483618793467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/6491072483618793467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='long time no see'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-6236552757158316798</id><published>2008-07-23T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T23:31:49.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i have this mood swings all of a sudden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i cant believe it for once more in my life, friends come and go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i dont know what to do or believe,really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;im just going with the flow of life of being a 16 yr old teenager.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;im just gonna put everything aside and will open up those problems after BIG O's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*I WANT TO BE TEACHER'S DAY EMCEE!!!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ain&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/4645840597340777414-6236552757158316798?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/6236552757158316798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=6236552757158316798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/6236552757158316798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/6236552757158316798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-have-this-mood-swings-all-of-sudden.html' title=''/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-9103561251265062773</id><published>2008-07-23T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:12:53.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RHD pics!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;RACIAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HARMONY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;DAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;PICTURES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SIdJEWjq31I/AAAAAAAAAZI/BYtnSZNmx5M/s1600-h/rhd1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SIdJEWjq31I/AAAAAAAAAZI/BYtnSZNmx5M/s200/rhd1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226226231710244690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SIdJW8vAKPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Bvtz3kiYMlk/s1600-h/rhd3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SIdJW8vAKPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Bvtz3kiYMlk/s200/rhd3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226226551195969778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SIdJm4QUPlI/AAAAAAAAAZY/xV_c4JLh-kU/s1600-h/rhd5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SIdJm4QUPlI/AAAAAAAAAZY/xV_c4JLh-kU/s200/rhd5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226226824871427666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SIdJ3MhOxWI/AAAAAAAAAZg/qoJrbcXxy_Y/s1600-h/rhd4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SIdJ3MhOxWI/AAAAAAAAAZg/qoJrbcXxy_Y/s200/rhd4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226227105188988258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SIdKEdVC-VI/AAAAAAAAAZo/LBE5dgGsM44/s1600-h/rhd2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SIdKEdVC-VI/AAAAAAAAAZo/LBE5dgGsM44/s200/rhd2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226227333039585618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*spot me! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4645840597340777414-9103561251265062773?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/9103561251265062773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=9103561251265062773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/9103561251265062773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/9103561251265062773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2008/07/rhd-pics.html' title='RHD pics!!!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/SIdJEWjq31I/AAAAAAAAAZI/BYtnSZNmx5M/s72-c/rhd1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-8708350900019683873</id><published>2008-07-19T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:12:54.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SIILzeV6B_I/AAAAAAAAAZA/rkWSf-JGrJc/s1600-h/P5181337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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font-weight: bold;"&gt;my dearest blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;im sorry for not updating you, my dear gizmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;once again, so much things has happened, and im still the old person you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;nothing will ever change the fact that i am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;well on a happier note, i am beginning to open my eyes to see the real world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;i have new good friends, new hope and new goals to fulfil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;nothing can ever change that, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;i had a few small little study group with my monsta, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ELLY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;she's a joyful little monsta. :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;i thank God to have create a nice little creature to be my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;she's great, i tell you...haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;uhm, Cultural Nite was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUPERDUPERGREAT&lt;/span&gt;!  ^^_^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;i can see many transformations--from a schoolgirl/schoolboy to a maturedwoman/maturedman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;lovely bunch of people, dressing up smartly and nicely. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;i can't help but teared, about how everything in secondary school life will end so soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;however, things have to move on right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;[[homeworks+school revision papers=AIN-STEIN!]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;haha.ok, fauzi's favourite lame joke of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;omg!i almost forgot to tell you guys that shahiddin will be in the same madrasah class as me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WOW&lt;/span&gt; kan? fauzi totally love it! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;[Fauzi=GAYBOY]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Monday, 21st July 2008, is Racial Harmony Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;i am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUPERDUPEREXCITED&lt;/span&gt; somehow?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;i wanted to wear Sari but then hor, no sari... so sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;but then again, i mix and match my baju kurung to become the most fantastico baju ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;taktau maluuuu....haha. O_O"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;everything in my life will be perfect again soon, i hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Friends are the biggest gems that is hard to find but yet when you find them, you find it easy to let them go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;---Nurul'Ain Bte Mohd Shah's words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-3021276116739620830?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/3021276116739620830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=3021276116739620830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/3021276116739620830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/3021276116739620830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2008/07/baru-nak-update.html' title='baru nak update!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-6840355948211895860</id><published>2008-05-21T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T18:41:38.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;you know, sometimes i feel like shouting so loud to let go of all my unknown feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;i just wonder?how can people do this to me??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;after my operation, people ran away from me as if im some monster or sth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;first, nafis.second, tedd.third, ira.then, amee.followed by, fauzi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;what did i even do in the first place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;maybe, some readers will say 'PADAN MUKE KAU!" to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;i just dont know.really dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;well let me get the facts right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*im not trying to badmouth you guys k*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;to ira,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;    you had said to me before that you would really want to work our problems out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;    but you didnt even talk to me in school. you tried to avoid wherever possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;    do you know how different and sad i was these past few weeks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;    although you could see me laugh here and there, you just couldnt see my inner heart feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;    maybe you felt normal to be having "new" few friends that could replace me.idk ira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;    we have known each other for 4 years and maybe, still counting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;    and you still dont know who i am. i thought i could count on you to give me some support due to our friendship problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;    we aren't small kids anymore, you know? [nak kawan, tanak kawan] is a big no-no to us already ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;    i gave you this bottle on our timeline of our friendship on your birthday this year. look at it properly and ask yourself whether you want our friendship to sink just like the "bead-made" boats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;    im sorry if i seem to be putting all the blame on you. no, ira. i just want you to think about the words  you said to me after all these years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;    sorry again and i hope you will try to understand my situation here. :[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;to amee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;    you're just acting too weird for me.first, you will be smiling at me and the next, you're acting so cold at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;    i felt so confused by the way you act. sometimes,i dont even know whether i should talk to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;    maybe now you have feroz who could be replacing me? idk amee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;    you have never shared your problems to me so idk what kind of problems you may be facing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;    i know im not your type like hanging out with "cool" guy friends (i suppose), but asamatteroffact, it doesn't matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;    to think you would choose "THEM" over me after all these 4 years being friends? idk amee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;    i still remember clearly in my mind on sunday for our ELDS outing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;    to think again (once more), that you left all of us just to be with feroz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;    i mean, hello!, aren't we suppose to be chilling with other ELDS members and remembering that we will graduate soon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;    you said you were 'sorry' in your blog for 'ditching us'. well three people had defended you. good for you, amee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;    maybe you weren't thinking of what your actions will do and how it hurt others due to your action?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;    choices have consequences, amee! you said you were sorry to me. what for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;    after saying a 'sorry' word, you deliberately avoided me again at school. is that what people do when they said sorry to someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;    i guess that will be a 'no'!! where is thing called "kiss and makeup"? well amee, im not being harsh on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;    maybe you should change for the better, amee. im sorry if what i said really hurts you. idk what to do anymore, amee. :[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;once again, maybe readers felt that im being harsh on them but see it is the only way to solve this friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;well do pray for me that everything will be just fine... :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-6840355948211895860?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/6840355948211895860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=6840355948211895860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/6840355948211895860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/6840355948211895860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-know-sometimes-i-feel-like-shouting.html' title=''/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-418183662199414981</id><published>2008-05-01T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:12:54.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SBieQfeLlKI/AAAAAAAAAYI/m7NfWT4rEZs/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195076176335049890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SBieQfeLlKI/AAAAAAAAAYI/m7NfWT4rEZs/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;arggghhh!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MYE for me, baybehh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-418183662199414981?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/418183662199414981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=418183662199414981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/418183662199414981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/418183662199414981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2008/04/arggghhh-mye-for-me-baybehh.html' title=''/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/SBieQfeLlKI/AAAAAAAAAYI/m7NfWT4rEZs/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-7007433652545912577</id><published>2008-04-14T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:12:54.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why oh why god?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SAMnxiWZYzI/AAAAAAAAAYA/iHH5fGmtS_8/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189034927648760626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/SAMnxiWZYzI/AAAAAAAAAYA/iHH5fGmtS_8/s200/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;dearie bloggie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;school was as usual today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;nothing special...oh wait, i remember something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#330000;"&gt;fauzi brought chicken seaweed from home for me.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;sweet banget ya?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;he is just my guy friend, anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;mid years are two weeks from now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;so i won't be blogging here so frequent anymore again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;about the previous post, i don't want to be question about that yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;im suppose to meet someone today, but that person ah cock-up dong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;but nvm...still can meet up that person sooner or later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;fnn coursework is due next monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i feel so nervous and scared to hand up that thingy.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;giving it to the monster is scary alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;after o levels, i want to do a new friendster and bloggie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i will revamp this two things like everyday after o levels.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;doesn't make any sense though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333300;"&gt;my chinese drama at 5.30pm is starting soon. so ta-daa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;chioooooow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;    ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&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/4645840597340777414-7007433652545912577?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/7007433652545912577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=7007433652545912577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/7007433652545912577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/7007433652545912577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-oh-why-god.html' title='why oh why god?'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/SAMnxiWZYzI/AAAAAAAAAYA/iHH5fGmtS_8/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-1026008630435677211</id><published>2008-04-13T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T00:48:21.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;Dear blog,im sorry for not updating you these past few months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;to tell you the truth, my life is a complete mess right from A-Z.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;i went to Natasha's bday party and Cikgu Salha's night bbq the past few months.they were a blast-just hanging out with my loved friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;took a lot of pictures but, i can't seem to know where it goes.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;after those lovely outings, my life was going down the hill. :[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;my main point of blogging today is to emphasise on the word 'friends'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;friends are companions who would share their joy, laughter and cry together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;but in my book, the word 'friends' doesnt even exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;i have been misunderstood by many over and over again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;Do you know how rejected I am to see myself being neglected?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;Do you know how I feel when friends just talk about me behind my back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt; can't hide my feelings. if you think i am talking about you, please do put some sense in your head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;try to put yourself in my shoes.not even try, just do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;you eased my pain when i am in the hospital. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;but when im not in the hospital, you contribute to the pain and try to make everything impossible for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;i dont even understand why the hell you did it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;all the pains you caused have make me lost my confidence in me. the smiley me that i use to be everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;we've been friends for 4 years. why must you do what you did to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;haven't i give you a sense of belonging, the caringness towards a friend and even smiles to brighten up your day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;if that was not enough, should i give my life instead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;as i sing the 'Graduation Day song' by Vitamin C during Award's Day on friday, i cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;i cried so badly thinking about what we went through to still be friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;i am even crying as i am typing this post now.i love to have friends, make friends and even to care, love and share things with friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;but if this is what it means to have friends, i dont mind being an introvert instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;i am willing to change the way i am for you, but are you willing to change for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;people see me as a smiley person, but they dont know hurt and sad i feel inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;i wish i died sooner or later. you wouldnt even care right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;let me say this to this guy,you dont need to be scared of me. im not a monster or anything. you should be scared of Allah swt instead.please stop saying negative stuffs about me.i thought you could be the best guy friend you would ever be, but you turned out to be differentthan what i expected you to be. i want you to remember me as the SUPERGIRL you knew me before. may God bless you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;to my friends,i am sorry for what ive done to you guys. i hope that we could be friends forever and i really mean it. why can't we just get along together? lets just put aside everything and talk from heart to heart. if you think that we should just break up this 4 years offriendship, i should just respect that and get along with life. im affected by what you said and it crumbles my heart to hear that. i really want us to be the way we were during the first year in school. may God bless you guys. thanks for being my finest friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;love,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;  ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-1026008630435677211?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/1026008630435677211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=1026008630435677211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/1026008630435677211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/1026008630435677211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2008/04/friends.html' title='friends?'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-2320108538212484377</id><published>2008-02-22T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T20:02:32.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>camp!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Good evening people! I just got home from camp and I am feeling the tiredness already. Don't forget a sleepyhead,too. So let me summarise the whole solid 3 days of our camp. &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%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1st Day of Camp&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We were lead by the "POWER" company which is Adam Khoo Learning Technology Group (AKLTG). Amirah and I were almost late in the morning. We bought the 2 bucks meal at MacD then we ran to school. I saw the various groups of camp instructors for each of the level in our school. The Sec 1s camped at school, the sec 2s camped somewhere near Changi, the sec 3s camped at Kluang, Malaysia and the sec 4s camped at Lim Chu Kang there. I was excited when I saw my friends, classmates and camp instructors. My class, 4/6, got PM Syam and PM Ben to be our Platoon Mentors(PM). We basically introduced ourselves to the PMs. The odd number people are in Platoon 11 which is PM Ben's and the even number people are in Platoon 12 which is PM Syam's. Unfortunately, Athirah was in Platoon 11. However, for all the games we played, we mostly did it as a class. The first thing we did was 'contacted'. We were supposed to be lying flat on the ground and our faces are supposed to be kissing the ground. Anyway, I didn't do much of the games because of my health problems. 'Contacted' comprises 'proning' too. Then, we proceed on to the '3 men lift'. We learnt this for First Aid purposes. 2 persons should make the safety chair and carry the casualty on their arms. After that, there was a 'piggyback' time! The next activity was 'slippery slope'. It looked fun, indeed. I did remember a part whereby Naja fell down when she was making the way down from the slope. The 'Jerry Can' race was the activity that challenges our mind. They jerry can which is filled up with water is supposed to be brought to another line. We played according to our platoons. Platoon 12, which is my group,won. Drills was also a part of our activities. I actually learnt how to march, how to positioned myself properly and the straight lines that we must formed. It was quite enjoyable! PM Syam taught us how to react if there is a grenade. We must actually run and prone. Next game, was 'ration transfer'.They formed a line to pass down the barrels until it reaches the last person and he/she must roll the barrel to the first person in front of the line. The cute part was when they roll the barrel to the front. haha. The other few games are camouflaging to the surroundings and caterpillar race. We did our 'Makan cheer' for dinner. We are supposed to prepare a skit, cheer, dance or sing for our CO night on the 2nd day of camp so, we discussed. We decided to do 'Billibanja' and singing of 'sunshine', 'Everybody dance now' claps and 'Via Bomb'! We had our Passing Out Parade (POP) at night. We were recruited to a Private(Pte) by the giving out of blue bandanas. Every class has their own colour of bandanas. We bathe at night in toilets that was quite squeezy. We got free sleeping bags! We finally slept at 12+ am. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2nd Day of Camp&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My friends and I woke up at 4.45 am to bathe in the morning. My girls and I wore our class t-shirt. We did our Physical Training(PT). I was proud of Sec 4's Regenites as we broke the record of successful claps of a 1000. My hand was kindaof numb after that. We ate ration food for breakfast and lunch. We received an energy bar, a main course (i got Chicken Pongtay Rice)  and cocoa biscuits. They tasted nice, indeed. We did our Victory March for our first activity that day. They gave us a map whereby we must find the road names and the name of the place. From there, we must crack the message which they jumbled the words and get the N.E. message. It was very tiring but everyone persevered, endured and determined to reach our target. After that, we had our lunch. Next activity was 'Great Raid'. The game was very challenging and tested our physical and mental state. We almost won but at last, we were only left with 1 island and 2 ships. haha. We had our drills for countless times and everyone put their 100% participation in it. Our CO night was fun and enjoyable. Every class had potentials in different segments of their performance. We did our thing as a class! I had fun performing in front of the audience. We had our last debrief that day. We also managed to find out PM Syam's real name which is Muhd Nur Hisyam.yeayeayeayea!!! The PMs shared ghost stories. PM Ivan is damn funny! His ghost stories was somehow turned into comedy instead. During lights off, my girls and I couldn't sleep so we joked around. :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3rd Day of Camp&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We had to packed our bags since it was the last day of camp. We did PT in the morning again. We broke the record again by doing 1700 successful claps. I am like so proud of myself.haha. We ate Nasi Lemak for breakfast. We did our area cleaning and 4/6 had to do the toilets. I was like "AGAIN?!". I have been doing toilets for the previous camps before. yeah man! We debrief for the lastlast time. I felt kindaof sad to know that we are gonna get separated from the PMs. Nat kept crying. It was very infectious. We were dismissed class by class. Encik John actually cried. I am very proud of him. I cried, too. PM Syam didn't want to send us back and I was sad. PM Ben sent us back to school. We took picture together with him. Then, I went home straightaway. I was feeling tired and sad. :[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Overall, the boot camp was a special camp for me! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; ain&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/4645840597340777414-2320108538212484377?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/2320108538212484377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=2320108538212484377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/2320108538212484377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/2320108538212484377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2008/02/camp.html' title='camp!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-317233980349916243</id><published>2008-02-17T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T18:39:26.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>V day + ytd...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Valentine's Day was superb.having fun was what it's all about.i celebrated it with friends only.i was kindaof sad as i had celebrated this year alone.and to think i celebrated it at home, after school?gosh,sad kan?but i am most happy being single.haha.i made my whole class something.sweet kan?it took me 4-5 hours to make those 39 pretty little things.last 3 years in Regent, i didn't make for my whole class something so i felt it was time to do something for them.sweet to the max kan?anyways,i felt like a Santa Claus giving out those things.haha.in return,i got a lot of chocolates, sweets, cupcakes and muffins.i still have some left.while there was teaching in class, i felt bored and wrote on this notepad asking "What is Valentine's Day, people?". I just passed to some of my friends to put their comments.but to think, almost the whole class wrote their thoughts on the notepad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;amee:&lt;/em&gt; a day where people celebrate LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lulu:&lt;/em&gt; a day where people express their feelings for their loved ones and celebrate it as one. *loved ones refers to friends, family, etc. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ELLY:&lt;/em&gt; a day where people gives some LOVE♥ and care to other creatures! HAPPY V DAY♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥naja:&lt;/em&gt; a day when people get lovey-dovey and generous with gifts, nyahaha ♥__♥ (it was suppose to be a smiley smile!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;iranorris:&lt;/em&gt; "hearts are never distant" v' day- sincere love that doesn't have to be materialised, but shown with endless affection. happy v' day! it is also a day where the best of affections colour through. ♥xoxo, Ira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Farhana:&lt;/em&gt; A day where people show appreciation to those they love by giving presents. :) ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shaz:&lt;/em&gt; a day where people show some love :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Syafiqa:&lt;/em&gt; a day to celebrate love between friends, family and loved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Azah:&lt;/em&gt; A day where people spread the love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MeiYan:&lt;/em&gt; a day where we show and share our love. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LienChing:&lt;/em&gt; the day where love is expressed! I love everyone. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grace:&lt;/em&gt; a day full with chocolates and candies. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yaxin:&lt;/em&gt; The day when people express their loves to everyone! Also the day when the florist earns A LOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Junice:&lt;/em&gt; Hee, A lot of chocolate! So full! Hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeowheng:&lt;/em&gt; A happy day. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ader:&lt;/em&gt; Er.... happy love day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hong Yi:&lt;/em&gt; A.... Holiday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jonathan:&lt;/em&gt; The day when fate arrange to meet their beloved. Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loh Wai Khee:&lt;/em&gt; A HAPPY Holiday!!! May all love wishes come true!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;cute people aren't they? HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ain &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/4645840597340777414-317233980349916243?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/317233980349916243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=317233980349916243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/317233980349916243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/317233980349916243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2008/02/v-day-ytd.html' title='V day + ytd...'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-1740448895595230432</id><published>2008-02-10T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:12:55.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ira'sbday,sentosa-ing,ayah'sbday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hayouyeyeiaa, PEOPLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's been a week or so since i blogged.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;therefore, i am gonna write down what 3 events that has took place this FEB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1st EVENT-ira's birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165201901806818514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/R657w2ZeFNI/AAAAAAAAAXI/gnx73p4HxiY/s200/ira.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy 16th birthday,ira!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ohmygosh.ira dah kakak-kakak seh...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wowwww!i can't believe that i am gonna be 16 too this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;let's go and watch NC-16 movies,now!haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i am now making a speech to Miss Athirah Norris.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(clear my throat--ehem,ehem)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ASSALAMUALAIKUM.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ADAKAH AWAK YANG BERNAMA ATHIRAH NORRIS?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;IRA: YA, SAYA ATHIRAH NORRIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BAGUS.SAYA INGIN MENGUCAPKAN SELAMAT HARI JADI YG KE 16.MINTA MAAF YANG BANYAK-BANYAK JIKA SAYA TELAH MELAKUKAN SALAH TERHADAP AWAK.DAN YANG PALING PENTING,SAYA SAYANG BANGET SAMA KAMU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;IRA: TERIMA KASIH YA! :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyways,we went out last saturday to celebrate her birthday at City Hall.we saw a lot of minahs and mats, as usual.me, naja and amirah surprised her with this Mrs Field's Brownie Cake that has an icing on top, which said "HAPPY SWEET 16,IRA!".mygod,we are so sweetkan??haha.athirah has the picture of the cake.i made her a present.it is this small container which I wrote happy birthday and stuffs, and taping neoprints of us on this beads like a boat.i am more sweetkan?hehe.overall,we were elated!we hangout at citilink and enjoyed our day.syazwan met us there.his friend,ajid,who came along is so cute.i likelike his teeth.haha.ajid and me were like the jokers of the day!gosh,i hope we can hangout again. :]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2nd EVENT-sentosa day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;on thursday, the first day for CNY, my family and my relatives went to SENTOSA.ohya,HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!so knowing that beaches will be popular these few days,we went ahead with our plan.when we were at the sentosa station,my Uncle Rauzi and Auntie Maiza told us with their 'ISLANDER' card that they could enjoy many discounts.so i was like WOW!anyway,a long queue also had formed to enter the station.i mostly saw malays and indians and foreign tourists.firstly, we went to Imbiah Station.we wanted to take the rides first.the most special thing, was that there is this SENTOSA FLOWERS 2008.many flowers exhibition was displayed.it was a splendid sight,indeed!took alot of pictures there.we went to take the luge and skyride.so fun!the luge was this small car thingy where we rode it for about 650m.there is a special technique for braking and accelerating.the skyride is this thingy which you ride in the sky.haha.i am not a good descriptive writer.just look at the pictures later than you will understand.i took those rides for 3 times.fun and funny!the package was one ride for both the luge and skyride is 9 bucks.what they said was true,'once is never enough!'.haha.then, we went to siloso beach and hangout.i got sunburn.damn.my skin's peeling at my face.so geli and so sad. :[ for dinner, we went to Vivocity's Earle Swensens.my another Auntie belanja us.the kids including me got to eat the fries, 'Earthquake' and 'Chocolate Fondue'.it was superb!then,we headed home dragging our tired feets behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165202610476422370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/R658aGZeFOI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/NIhZiDGd1Rw/s200/sentosa+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165203276196353266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/R659A2ZeFPI/AAAAAAAAAXY/RH-XQvH5uds/s200/sentosa.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165203619793736962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/R659U2ZeFQI/AAAAAAAAAXg/SqO8EFMPDCc/s200/sentosa+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165204989888304434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/R65-kmZeFTI/AAAAAAAAAX4/DGs6jRG_y50/s200/sentosa+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3rd EVENT-daddy's birthday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;today is my dad's 46th birthday.may he be blessed this year with happiness and wealth.i am not sure if we are going out or not.but anyway, i haven't buy him any present.daddy, i love you! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so these 3 events has brought me to thinking that relationships between friends,relatives and family are very important.i hope you guys enjoy reading this!have a good day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-1740448895595230432?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/1740448895595230432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=1740448895595230432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/1740448895595230432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/1740448895595230432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2008/02/irasbdaysentosa-ingayahsbday.html' title='ira&apos;sbday,sentosa-ing,ayah&apos;sbday'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/R657w2ZeFNI/AAAAAAAAAXI/gnx73p4HxiY/s72-c/ira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-6649541084782853449</id><published>2008-01-25T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:12:55.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/R5mitJb0XBI/AAAAAAAAAXA/cGEfRtPm7Cg/s1600-h/Watercolor_Stock_III_by_dying_monday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159333744640023570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/R5mitJb0XBI/AAAAAAAAAXA/cGEfRtPm7Cg/s200/Watercolor_Stock_III_by_dying_monday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;good afternoon people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;sorry for the late New Year wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;teehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;i had a lot of things on my mind recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;went back to school on the 7th of January.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;brand new sec ones.brand new bag.brand new me.brand "new" friends.EVERYTHING was superb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;the shock of my life was to come back to school and receiving my FNN coursework question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;DEAL or NO DEAL?... haha. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ms Chew is still my form teacher for 4/6. gosh, i lovelove her. She has been a great help since Day 1.and i think that she's pregnant! *chuckles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;O Levels??? it is in 8 or 9 more months to goooo. looking at yesterday's O Level 2007 graduates, i wasn't sure if i can make it or not. so much emotions spread all over the hall - tears of joy and also, tears of sadness. it was such a prestigious moment yesterday. i want to get a single-digit for my L1R4 and L1R5. that is my new year resolution!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;mugging was a compulsory thing in my mind. had asked my dad for home tuition for my math, and sciences. i had also asked Kak Fyra to tutor me POA. i am so fucking weak in POA. athirah is totally dropping POA. i wanted to, but after considering all the consequences, i'ld rather not. i would need to train really hard to pass all the other 6 subjects, then. well. it's all in the mind.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;FNN coursework?will be finishing my TA(TASK ANALYSIS) and Research by this week.this repaired computer has been a great help!i can do all my FNN coursework at my own home instead of going to other people's house!i am prettypretty glad!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;homework has been piling up my table and so is, my handbook.i mean...my handbook is always full with the reminders,homeworks, and stuffs.crowded babe!!haha.teachers keep printing revision papers for us to try at home.teachers,teachers,teachers...they have been a great help.they are really working hard to help us in our subjects.i really respect and appreciate them.3 new teachers are Mr Song(PE cher), Mrs Sharon Tay(English cher) and Cikgu Salha(Malay cher).nicenice chers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;thats all now people.will blog in soon if i have the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;ta-daa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&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/4645840597340777414-6649541084782853449?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/6649541084782853449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-7220306029365473582</id><published>2007-12-28T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:12:56.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love and hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/R3UB1R3D-2I/AAAAAAAAAW4/DZXYy5Ngh5I/s1600-h/Bling_Collage_by_JepaJee[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149023763807075170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/R3UB1R3D-2I/AAAAAAAAAW4/DZXYy5Ngh5I/s200/Bling_Collage_by_JepaJee%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i guess you guys have been wondering where have I gone to.hmm.im in such a difficult position to tell you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;one,i have been telling you the laptop's down.two,i got hospitalised (dont ask me why) because of something.three,im starting to become a feminist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; am just so shocked+hatred when i look at this girl's friendster.he knows everything from a-z about me and now,he has a new girl.omg.pleeeeeeeeeeeaselaaaaah.i still am in love with you and what you did,has changed me.if only there's no guys in this world!im just so tired and sick of the word&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;L-O-V-E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;.to naja,amee,ira,feroz,shazwan and shahid--thanks for suppporting me yeaa.we guys should hangout sometimes.i love you peeps.school's starting soon.students are starting to frust.and im gonna listen to my mp3.goodnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ain&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/4645840597340777414-7220306029365473582?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/7220306029365473582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=7220306029365473582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/7220306029365473582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/7220306029365473582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/12/love-and-hate.html' title='love and hate'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/R3UB1R3D-2I/AAAAAAAAAW4/DZXYy5Ngh5I/s72-c/Bling_Collage_by_JepaJee%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-232613928075352070</id><published>2007-11-08T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:12:56.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG NEWS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RzH0SqPBm-I/AAAAAAAAAWw/ipABzOR0-Ag/s1600-h/Lady2_by_JepaJee[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130150051963837410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RzH0SqPBm-I/AAAAAAAAAWw/ipABzOR0-Ag/s200/Lady2_by_JepaJee%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIG NEWS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SAW ZUHAILI AT LIMBANG MACD JUST NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I TALK TO HIM TAU!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;he worked there as a "&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pengelap meja&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;teeheee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;wanted to talk more to him, but then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;he went to his friends instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;he keeps teasing me abt being with faris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;puhh-lease!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;when my friend went home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i was still at macd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sitting down.with the laptop infront of my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;around 9.30pm,sudd he sat beside me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;drinking his green tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and with his black crumpler small bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;he wanted to see what i was doing at the laptop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;i tugged at the laptop,somehow.hihi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;he was like so cute lah,can??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;i miss him,kindaof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;naja wrote me a letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;it was so sweet,felt like crying though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;hope everything goes well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i even wonder if nafis still cares about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;well i have shahiddin now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;but somehow,it seems that he dont wanna sms me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i think i cant leave a day w/o him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;141107-HOT DATE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i cant wait.can i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;haah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;miss you 3 GFs already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;get your schoolwork done,girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;we have a lot of shopping and get-togethers this nov.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I LOVE YOU PEEPS!&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/4645840597340777414-232613928075352070?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/232613928075352070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=232613928075352070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/232613928075352070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/232613928075352070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/11/big-news.html' title='BIG NEWS!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/RzH0SqPBm-I/AAAAAAAAAWw/ipABzOR0-Ag/s72-c/Lady2_by_JepaJee%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-8418612027191000784</id><published>2007-10-25T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T15:11:18.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gdbye peeps!</title><content type='html'>i'm going somewhere for a long time.laptop's spoiled.am now using naja's comp at her house.nov,im going overseas.some knew about it.yea2.ok gdbye. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-8418612027191000784?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/8418612027191000784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=8418612027191000784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/8418612027191000784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/8418612027191000784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/10/gdbye-peeps.html' title='gdbye peeps!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-3186352992274916445</id><published>2007-10-02T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T20:24:51.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dammnnnnn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wonder how do you feel when your best friends totally ignored you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i wonder why promises are meant to be broken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wonder why love makes people hurt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i wonder why the people around me wants to leave me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wonder why the people we loved most will be the ones who will hurt you the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i wonder why life is getting tougher?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wonder why no one can't see the agony and pain i'm going through?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i wonder why the people i'm usually not close with, are getting closer to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but i like that idea, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;dammn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i said i'm sorry everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;sorry if i hurt you guys too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but i have feelings too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i thought she understands me the most?and i thought he understands me the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;guess i don't understand them well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;gonna mug for physics now.physics paper is in one day's time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOODNIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and goodluck to 'N' Level people and people with exams coming up! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ain&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/4645840597340777414-3186352992274916445?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/3186352992274916445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=3186352992274916445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/3186352992274916445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/3186352992274916445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/10/dammnnnnn.html' title='dammnnnnn'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-8908649562250505494</id><published>2007-09-28T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:12:56.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;wow.50 posts for my first blog.not bad at all.hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;hmm.i'm like a total feminist now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;i don't even care to look at boys.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;i don't even give a damn to cute,hunkie boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;to me,they are just stupid bastards and freakos on the street.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;well.ain knows how to take care of herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;ahaa.i am so,so tired of rship with guys.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;they suck at this.boo-ya!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;dammn.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;broke up with him today.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;wonderful.such a wonderful moment.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;he is totally changed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;i just can't seem to know him.what happen to that guy i knew?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Lord took that away from him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;away from me,infact.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;where's that old him?dammn every guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;arghh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;mistakes he did : disrespecting me, rude language and a lot more which i do not want to disclose.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;i thought he changed for the better but worser,mann&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;i tried to blend in but he went overboard this time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;i can't i believe i did what i did.dump 2 guys,mann!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;atleast, im free like a bird.haha.so proud of myself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;GIRL POWER!!!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115258193494115090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rv0MOaWfgxI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ni0QL-RZlD4/s200/777016254a135d51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;shahid thinks im a desperado.yadayadayada.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;if you do not want me to contact you,just say so.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;u said it through my friend, for what?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;cowards mann.speak up your mind,luhh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"die sekejap ade,sekejap takde.mcm biskut seh,sekejap ade sekejap takde jugak."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;fine lah guys,leave me then.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;its hard to be friends with me.idk why.im so weird.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;dammn.i just wanna kisskiss and makeup&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;with everyone that I have sins with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;gahh.i dont even know how to feel right now.maybe i did the wrong thing?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;well. from what i know,i want to start afresh and be the geekiest girl in school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;i saw zuhaili on my fav bike, the red one.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;he is so cute and chubby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;i was talking to Ms Li that time.dammn.did not get the chance to say something.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;i smiled only.he did smile too.i miss that smile.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;he was with a girl.that girl was riding a bike,too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;dammn.he has a gf liao.and i just broke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;alahhhhh.nvm,got secret weapon.haha.it's called the "OKS" plan.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;you pronounce it as "OX".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;hha.hope my friends know what that means.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;ahaa.well,gotta mug now.exams starting.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;goodnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title='flirt'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rv0MOaWfgxI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ni0QL-RZlD4/s72-c/777016254a135d51.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-2660929669779182849</id><published>2007-09-27T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:12:56.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sighh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rvura6WfgvI/AAAAAAAAAWM/9yp3oYkQvng/s1600-h/in_silence_we_fall__by_kiss_maj_tramposz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114870280637874930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rvura6WfgvI/AAAAAAAAAWM/9yp3oYkQvng/s200/in_silence_we_fall__by_kiss_maj_tramposz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sigh,i love him&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but why must he do this to me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why must he change so drastically until i dont recognise him anymore?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;am i to blame?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why must this always happen to me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why must i LIVE A life LIKE THIS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why must i be like this?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why does everyone wants to hurt me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't they hurt me enough?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why do they wanna leave me alone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is my fault?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STOP IT LAH,EVERYONE!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can't stand this stupid shit anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-2660929669779182849?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/2660929669779182849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=2660929669779182849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/2660929669779182849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/2660929669779182849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/09/sighh.html' title='sighh.'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rvura6WfgvI/AAAAAAAAAWM/9yp3oYkQvng/s72-c/in_silence_we_fall__by_kiss_maj_tramposz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-5771726717414533838</id><published>2007-09-21T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:12:56.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad,bad day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RvPJDaWfguI/AAAAAAAAAWE/-m8eA6V99DA/s1600-h/Dear_Diary_by_Iza87.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112651062446097122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RvPJDaWfguI/AAAAAAAAAWE/-m8eA6V99DA/s200/Dear_Diary_by_Iza87.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;dear diary,i want to be reincarnated or start afresh.i want to start a new life with shahid.he is the only one that understands me well.why does he wants to come back now?i have a bf now.he is just too little too late.this always happen when i have a bf.i really miss him alot.i want to be more than friends with him.don't i even have the opportunity to atleast meet him?i thought he had forgotten all about me since i initiated the "dont-contact-me-anymore".suddenly,he reappear in my life.i just feel so lost.i just don't know what to do.my friends?i'm not close to them anymore.just feel like shutting myself up from the friends.her blog had affected me alot when i read it.i can't believe the person i know to be typing that.i stopped talking to her since.and even if i do,it's just so awkward.looking at the friends around her,i know that she can survive.those people are replacing me,that's why she doesnt feel anything.one person just really,really could replace me.i don't care,really.i hate those sights.i am not jealous,just feel like a stupid moron when i am with them.one more thing,why must she get in contact with my top-hated guy-&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;PET&lt;/span&gt;.it's her choice.she once did said that it feels awkward not talking to a close friend even for one day.the close friend was referring to PET.if she feels that way about &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;PET&lt;/span&gt;,what does she feel when i don't talk to her for this week?gahh.i have reminded her umpteen times to not get in contact with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;PET&lt;/span&gt;.but since she is stubborn,it is fine with me really.she would rather believe a guy friend of hers rather than her best friend.&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;naja&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;amirah&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;athirah&lt;/span&gt; now looks like the 3's during sec 1.i feel like crying.but no,i cant cry.i am in the classroom.can't just cry without rhyme or reason.why must i always go to school and put a brave front in front of people when inside feels so sore?where is the ♥ in everyone?am i the one that is changing?i just dont know,ok.i cannot stand anymore living in this deceitful world.may i just fall into a deep,deep sleep today.if i die,forgive me for my sins.hope all is well.amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ain&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/4645840597340777414-5771726717414533838?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/5771726717414533838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=5771726717414533838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/5771726717414533838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/5771726717414533838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/09/badbad-day.html' title='bad,bad day!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/RvPJDaWfguI/AAAAAAAAAWE/-m8eA6V99DA/s72-c/Dear_Diary_by_Iza87.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-1581568083045288242</id><published>2007-09-09T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:12:56.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVEISCINTA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RuOeIp03wnI/AAAAAAAAAV4/qrAR6KYPEYQ/s1600-h/Lollipops_and_crisps_by_rashell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108100273872028274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RuOeIp03wnI/AAAAAAAAAV4/qrAR6KYPEYQ/s200/Lollipops_and_crisps_by_rashell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;went window-shopping at Geylang.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;finding brown baju kurung &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;but to no avail,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;brown was not the season colour this Hari Raya.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;i have always wanted to wear white baju kurung,too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;eating and drinking under the moonlight,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;at the Pasar at Geylang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;chendol and chapati with kima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;it was inexpensive but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;those delicacies was just engaging and,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;it made me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;bought "LOVE IS CINTA" VCD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;the man selling the VCD said he cried watching the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;the first time i saw Hari Raya Lights-Up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;my mom said the lights looked better than the previous years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;it was much,much more brighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;with blue,green,red,orange,yellow lights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;i can now feel the Hari Raya atmosphere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;watched "LOVE IS CINTA"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;it was good and very emotional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;almost cried,though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;remembered the times when i was still with Zuhaili.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i can't help but feel oh so sad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;remembering the brief moments i had with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;such short but deep moments...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i had just wanted an assurance from him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;he had never gave me the assurance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;he should have just said "I LOVE YOU" to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;why is it so hard to say the word "love" to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;goshh.i'm still feeling for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;how can i play with my feelings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;he just doesn't know i cried for him so hard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;for almost 1/2 a year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;managed to forget about him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;but he is always the one that will be in my heart forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;sorry for these emotional part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;did all my homework!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;during the process of doing all homeworks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i revised too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;feel good about myself though.hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;HSM2 will be starting in 4 hrs and 26 mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;reviews said that HSM2 is a bit draggy than HSM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;and some said that HSM2 is a letdown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;yadayadayada,whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;im still gonna watch it!hha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;TOMORROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the start of Term 4 in school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;want to have breakfast,as it is the most important part of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;btw,fasting period is coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i wanna be clean and pure on this period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;TOTALLY,clean and pure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hee.gee.bee.mee.kee.lee.pee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;talking about pee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i wanna have my nature call now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ADIOS everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-1581568083045288242?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/1581568083045288242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=1581568083045288242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/1581568083045288242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/1581568083045288242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/09/loveiscinta.html' title='LOVEISCINTA!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/RuOeIp03wnI/AAAAAAAAAV4/qrAR6KYPEYQ/s72-c/Lollipops_and_crisps_by_rashell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-4350886903215468878</id><published>2007-09-04T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:12:57.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rt1sNZ03wlI/AAAAAAAAAVo/aS7QDO6Abf4/s1600-h/Eye_Heart_4_by_love_is_paranoid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106356530034754130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rt1sNZ03wlI/AAAAAAAAAVo/aS7QDO6Abf4/s200/Eye_Heart_4_by_love_is_paranoid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;so much's happening.i just can't express it in words.im falling in love with this song called "ADA CINTA".and just great cos dad's know i have a blog.i was talking to naja at bro's room and he went into my room and discovered my blog.chicken sia!but i don't feel worried.ahaa.godd,i finished my malay,english and physics homework.alhamdullilah.i'm left with social studies essay and history essay.dammn!i hate essays.ahaa.actually there's math.but since i didn't go for this mock exam,i didn't get the holiday homeworks.dammn!i wanna do math!!haha.complain pulak.hha.anyway,about that song.i really LOOOVE it! :D sang by Acha Septriasa and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Irwansyah.the song is for the movie "LOVE IS CINTA".i want to see that movie.if anyone do have the CD,please lend it to me.GODD,that guy just seems to know everything.then would muchly tell a girl.and yeaa.i so hate that guy.stop it lah sehh.kepo no.1!!!!kalahkan mak nam!ahaa.btw,i miss POA's class today.i woke up at 8.34am.then,i didnt wanna go cos class ends at 9.30am.waste time kan!?haha.and tmr i have POA class.it starts at 9.30am and ends at 11am.im gna meet him after class.his paper's end at 12pm.lambatkan?but i sacrificed(kononnye lah eh!haha)my time for him gituu.hehe.i miss him alotalotalot!ok.now i wanna find my sources for history essay.GOODNIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ain &lt;/em&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/4645840597340777414-4350886903215468878?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/4350886903215468878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=4350886903215468878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/4350886903215468878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/4350886903215468878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/09/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rt1sNZ03wlI/AAAAAAAAAVo/aS7QDO6Abf4/s72-c/Eye_Heart_4_by_love_is_paranoid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-143737856676907788</id><published>2007-08-30T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:12:57.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AOH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rtbo4Z03wkI/AAAAAAAAAVg/NYEsw2OBYaQ/s1600-h/found.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104523283373998658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rtbo4Z03wkI/AAAAAAAAAVg/NYEsw2OBYaQ/s200/found.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;my body aches.gahh.Army Open House(AOH) was superduper fun.there was lotsalotsa army boys.and some are really sick!haha.kidding,but true in some way.hmm.there were quite a handful or should i say a gang of minahs and mats.i so hate it.i brought back alot of souvenirs like pen and keychains and posters and a poncho.haha.the poncho,i threw it away.it was just so freaking me out.ahaa.shaz was totally 'kan chiong' today.but very CUTE!i just love todayy.got out from POA,CHEMISTRY and PSE class today.alhamdullillah!i saw my friends there.like naim,alastair and so on.ahaa.after reaching school around 5pm,we went to see TEACHERS' DAY REHEARSAL.it was refreshing.and i saw my hiphop class instructor.from JDI siaa.haha.im so not an expert in this.but its suppose to be for basic learning.so,me,lulu,naja and ira missed one hiphop class for today.coincidentally,AOH clashes with SPE.hee.abbreviations funny.someone is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so two-faced.in malay,depan org lain,belakang org lain!cant deny betul.that someone is totally a flirt&lt;em&gt;."imma flirt....imma flirt....".&lt;/em&gt;that song is for that someone.maybe im being a bitch here,but face the fact lah doinkss.tmr is TEACHERS' DAY!i have amirah,lulu,shahrul,shawn,raihan and maybe daniel.my school ends at 12pm tmr.and i have ACES DAY tmr.chicken!soo,im gonna wear my class tee and shorts.hmm.is that ok?of course,NOT!haha.nahh,im kid.i cant wait to meet my old friends at CCKPS.and to HIM,imyl.just now,HE never come to school.gahh.and i wonder why,HE is not using HIS hp today.i forgot to tell u guys that my bill is high.kanasai.cannot use hp anymore siaa.basket!seee,alastair's wordss are stuck in my head.sep hols is coming pretty soon.but i cant enjoy myself yet.i have alot to do this hols.homeworks are just piling up at my shelves.my shelves are really dusty,meaning that i did not touch the shelves since....im not sure either.haha.last announcement,is for all the teachers around the world.HAPPY TEACHERS' DAY!wish u teaching geeks will be geeks forever.hha,im joking.i want to meet HIM tmr can?caaaannn-NOT!ahaa.gotcha!gotta go,tmr's schooling.GOODNIGHT!&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/4645840597340777414-143737856676907788?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/143737856676907788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=143737856676907788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/143737856676907788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/143737856676907788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/08/aoh.html' title='AOH'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rtbo4Z03wkI/AAAAAAAAAVg/NYEsw2OBYaQ/s72-c/found.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-7416746410630690745</id><published>2007-08-25T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:13:01.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics baybeh....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pics baybeh! :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102623542029566194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RtApE503wPI/AAAAAAAAAS4/zWjO17ZcuBs/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102623743893029122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RtApQp03wQI/AAAAAAAAATA/4-ZwNA09X48/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102623919986688274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RtApa503wRI/AAAAAAAAATI/m482166PzXo/s200/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102624323713614114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RtApyZ03wSI/AAAAAAAAATQ/BBdtA0rLHJI/s200/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102624525577077042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/7416746410630690745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/7416746410630690745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/08/pics-baybeh.html' title='pics baybeh....'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/RtApE503wPI/AAAAAAAAAS4/zWjO17ZcuBs/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-4779523765257692134</id><published>2007-08-25T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T17:41:44.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeahh.</title><content type='html'>i&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; registered my product with CREATIVE liao.it is so easy.1,2,3 steps only.haha.have been using my baby since i bought it.now,i want a NINTENDO.haha.lame lor.i like it ah.kan mcm best gitu boleh maen2 game.I LOIKE!friday,was super2 fun.i met a lot of cckpsians.for eg,SAFWAT,NAIM,AZRI and some others.there was naja's friends like AMIRA.my madrasah friend,ZUHAILI.unknowingly,the name is that.haha.and that zuhaili looks like SHAHIDDIN.funny people larr.NAIM is SUPERSUPER HOT!haha.my cckps friend last time.and funny how,he still remembers my name after a long time.his gf is super small.smaller than me, i think.but good thing,im getting taller.but im not gaining any weight sehh.which means im underweight!walaowe.ahaa.and there was adek fyra,FAUZI.selenge larr me.its like i see people i know,but i forgot who they are and what are their names.i want to go out.so boring lah at home.and he just cant understand my language when i say im bored.ape-apelah die.suke sgt maen pool.pegi swimming lagi bagus.walaowe,cant deny betul.i think i wanna go library.want to borrow some books.just lot1 lar!malas deh mahu pergi jauh-jauh.i do not wanna meet him.but i want.but i dont want.walaowe.but then hor,die nak maen pool.ape2 larr.ok relax,ain.pheww.ok.hmm.i think i wanna go and bathe now.then,will think of what i wanna do later.anyway,i predict that it is gonne rain here like super heavy.heee.im still lazy to update photos larr can?sorry babes. :D enjoy your weekend,loves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;   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was playing.such smooth play!they should do that more often.it brings life and rythm to ears.good job,though.after school,i had to take two tests.one,is the useless physics test and the other one,is POA TEST.i did the physics test lazily.it was not important at all.me and syafiqa have not do the final accounts test.we waited for ms merdu until 1.45pm.then,we choww from school.i lepak2 with naja and ira.then,we went to macd at limbang to spy on amirah and ehem2.haha.then,i met alot2 of people.i met zuhaili,babat,badam,and HIM.huahuahua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SEMALAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i bought something.its small and has a variety of colours.but i chose black.SURPRISE2!!hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HARI INI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;will be studying alot2 later.need to catch up with my studies.fnn,i am so lagging behind the rest.walaowe.haha.okok,i gotta go.i am talking to HIM now,actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-5270075188478669108?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/5270075188478669108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-4645840597340777414.post-4008355850269931805</id><published>2007-08-15T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T19:20:43.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yohaaa......</title><content type='html'>yoha guys and girls!i think i ain't gonna private IT anymore.this word IT has a hidden 2 agendas.haha.like spygirl betul!heee.the 2 agendas is my relationship with HIM and my blog.so,im unprivating it at last!!excited or not??OR NOT?!?!haha.anyway,common tests is so DRAAAAAGYYYYY!at last again,im free of this common tests.math was so DUMB!i got back my paper and laughed at the marks.pathetic banget!!haha.14/40. :D physics,was quite hard well though the chapters to revise was just a few.chemistry,which was today,was ok-ok.did not do this 2marks question.haha.selengenye!i hope i can get 20-28 marks for chemistry.weeee.gotta really start revising.actually,this is too late to start revising.like REALLY!wasted a lot of time on lepaks and nonsensical stuffs,thats what i called.im tired.i feel like having a deep,deep sleep.i just dont want to wake up anymore.im so,so tired.well life has to go on.hmm.i ripped athirah's rihanna's CD liao.but still feel like keeping the CD for a lil while.school's getting more chaotic for me.like REALLY!AHAA!!athirah's fav word since i taught her was,"YA ALLAH!".somemore with this expression and feelings.funny sehh.and i have a BABI family-BABIra,BABIqa,BABain,BABnaj.huahuahua.and we made some other names,too.haha.and i made a name for shaidul which is either "ShaiLILEO" or "ShaiCASSO".one name is a scientist,Galileo and another is an artist,Picasso.wellwellwell,i like to make names.not like ms leo or Yeo,CALLING NAMES ONLY!haha.ok merepeknye i!i feel that im getting further away from HIM.entah asal.so saddd.but,i understandlah eh.im a very understanding girl,ok?ishh,takdelah.heee.as the sun comes down,my mind starts to whirl around.sounds funny?no!WEIRD!im getting weirder,mann!entah asal.hmmm.whats making me like this?am i stress?haizz.i dont know.just feel like breaking down when nothing is happening.i think im finding faults with him.i dont know why.and i think this is my dont-know how many fights liao.well,i gotta go to my ngaji.just feel like crying.bye. :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-4008355850269931805?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/4008355850269931805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=4008355850269931805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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periods,can I?well,school's fast this week.tomorrow will be my school's NDP celebration.hope it will be a blast!and tomorrow will be the day when my class,3/6 gets an award for being the top in school for achieving our target for the charity.wooohts.im so proud of my class!jia you,3/6!!hehe.im chatting with HIM now.sorry for the privacy!haha.well,this someone keeps reading my blog.i dont like seh!!till now,i dont get it why everyone wants to be that person's friend.ape-ape lah eh!haha.im chatting with my chatterbox,SHAHIDDIN!haha.he is adorable.we're gonna meet on thursday,maybe.he will be at City Hall with his bunch of friends.i miss him,kindaof.hmm.tomorrow's a half day for every students.maybe i wanna take my POA TEST which has long overdued.haha.buat bodoh ajelah.oh yeah,i almost forgot.i wanna tell you guys about my saturday outing with HIM and girlfriends.it was super,duper fun.i met HIM at Limbang.we both wear green!tak  janji eh!haha.sumpah,tak janji.haha.then,we met RD,mimi,damdam,qalqal,rizriz,farfar.i think thats all!i was like the only girl there.so awkward!if ira and naja,didnt go.mampos aku!the ONLY GIRL ON EARTH!haha.met ira and naja at ira's busstop.went to Shaw Centre.but the movie i wanna watch which is "ALONE" was at 7pm.decided to watch Simpson's there.but then,the 3 girls there was stubborn.so,we went to Vivo.check the movie "ALONE" again.it was at 4.50pm.but separate seatings.so,we dont want.finally,we watched Simpson's.it was funny yet disgusting!thank you guys for the wonderful day.it was just pleasant to be there with you guys.you guys made my day.and to HIM,thank you for the wonderful day.that was the first time,we held hands for a long time.and u paid my movie ticket.so sweeeeeeeeeet!haha.may we last long,ok HIM?i love you so much.hmm.i will be having my madrasah later on.i wanna bathe and iron my clothes.and go lot1.and buy some foods.and then go madrasah.wow!hectic banget!haha.mondays' are worst,tuesdays' are much more worse.i will be updating pictures when im free again.goodbye!have a great holiday. :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-9140520157492969340?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/9140520157492969340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=9140520157492969340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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write about but i cant possibly do that.like duhh.SO,i will be summarising the events that took place from last saturday till now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY,27 Aug&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;i was confused whether to go for NDP eco-challenge or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;in the end,i went. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;naja and ira didnt go, so i was with nat,amee,elly,ana and lulu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we had so much fun with wen haw(but we called him names.haha.'ah boon,boonboon and so on!').&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;andrew got really jealous.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;we made a dikir barat called,"DUNK IT!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;we are supposed to perform this next thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;camwhore so much!just look at elly's friendster.hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;will be having more fun with wen haw and andrew next thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;and this is so the first time i saw shahiddin! :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sunday,28 Aug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;went out all alone to the library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;need some resources to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;and so the rest of my weekdays was spent with loved ones.mugging as usual.exams are just around the corner.and i effing miss HIM.argh.but my mom came back in time before i burst into fits of anger for not wanting to see him just now.im alright,sweets.everyone's sleeping now,i guess.i dont know what to wear for tomorrow.im so not prepared.and i have this fnn coursework thingy which is 25 pages and have to be handed in on monday.crazy or what??haiyo.school's just bugging me!bug me more,i dont care.read naja's friend's gf's blog.im astonished!well,anything and whatever to her.haha.chatting with babat was a pleasure.his hair is super frolickingly cute!and he wanna cut it.walaowe!haha.now,i wanna sms HIM after 6 hours of not contacting him.and its near to midnight.gahh.i dont wanna the night to end.well,ira is sleepy but wanna read this post first.so toodles everyone!have a nice weekend! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;all the love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;      &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-4716517993601538559?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/4716517993601538559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=4716517993601538559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/4716517993601538559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/4716517993601538559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/08/long-long-agolong-long-ago.html' title='long long ago,long long ago.'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-4998424815871621696</id><published>2007-07-27T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:13:01.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mommy cried! :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rqm3M8ZJogI/AAAAAAAAASw/0KhkCDJZpgE/s1600-h/friendsforever.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091802286716985858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rqm3M8ZJogI/AAAAAAAAASw/0KhkCDJZpgE/s200/friendsforever.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;hello everyone!today's fun and funny!i love today.yeahh.and so i AAMMMMM with HIMMMMMMM.cannot tell!TOP CONFIDENTIAL SECRET!only besties knew it.i love my besties.they helped me along in this.do you think its too fast?i think it was.but to him,the faster it is the better.well,lets just flirt along ok.haha.270707's the official date.boleh tahan sedapkan the date?of course!kate ainkan??haha.terikut-ikut HIM gituu.i miss HIM.today PE was GREEATTTT!there were 5 games stations.gerek banget!my group is super-duper cooperative.and along the games,i find out that i have classmates that are super nice.now,i feel that i know them better.my perspective of them has change.and thats good!hehe.today,all of my girls made me laugh like beruk.really!haha.i love them all with my big,big heart.haha.then,i went to lot1 after school.need to peepee.hehe.then after peeing,went to eat at LJS.combo1 as per normal.dah kenyang ni.and now,need to poop.haha.ehh,talking about pooping i remembered something.i watched punk'd just now after i got home.the singer is kelly rowland.she was suppose to meet serena williams at somewhere.and she paid a chauffeur to drive her to this place.this chauffeur yang mastermind gitu.he brought his son along.then along the journey,his son wanted to poop.abe busuk mcm nak rak!then like kecoh2 like that.then,TA-DAAA!she's been officially PUNK'D!haha.ok,enough of pooping.i was supposed to go to CCA.but then hor,i lost contact with lulu and amee.jadi mcm stranded on an island sekejap.haha.i called ana too.but then she said dont go,cos she's not going.haha.takpee,nextweek i will go.SWEAR!so me,shaz,ira and naja went to the library.i borrowed a book called "1,003 Great Things About Being A Woman".it is super nice and funny.There's one part when it says,"Mary Poppins was supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.".try and say it!issh3.haha.i love being a woman!haha.and on PSE!that was the most wonderful thing that has happened to 3/6.to me,i think ms chew has really low expectations from us.even mrs eswaran was so proud of us.we were the top in school to have exceed our target for fund-raising.i mean,like hello?!3/6 sia!!!haha.i love my class!and mrs eswaran really love going in to 3/6.she's cool.and funny.hehe.and she really trust our class so much.i love her!hehe.im so gonna like next year.hehe.but must FOCUS on studies.hehe.im waiting for ira to eat her lundi(meaning lunch-cum-dinner) and send me the songs i wanted!haha.cepat sikit eh nenek!haha.jkjk.i didnt come to school on thursday anyway.i was down with flu,a slight fever and sore throat.my big sis was down with it too.so,we went to the doctor together.i was given the yellow pill and some pink lozenges.nice!haha.i wonder when does medicines taste nice??haha.ok,ok.stop it!and for the first time,i saw two people today.meaning izwan and shaz's bro.izwan is this tall and lanky guy who liked me before.and shaz's bro is so like shaz!mcm twinies!haha.ok.this is the end of me now.byebye.and goodnight! :] &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/4645840597340777414-4998424815871621696?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/4998424815871621696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=4998424815871621696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/4998424815871621696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/4998424815871621696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/07/mommy-cried.html' title='mommy cried! :('/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rqm3M8ZJogI/AAAAAAAAASw/0KhkCDJZpgE/s72-c/friendsforever.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-1735049190628908832</id><published>2007-07-23T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:13:01.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>talks are useless!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RqRi9MZJofI/AAAAAAAAASo/dry_WOcz5_o/s1600-h/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090302282273759730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RqRi9MZJofI/AAAAAAAAASo/dry_WOcz5_o/s200/sad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;hi.im dreadfully tired.i cant talk or eat in peace.i cant sleep.i cant share everything with people.went home,dragging my feets behind.leaving footprints everywhere i go.im not being negative.but from the way everything goes today,i didnt exist.i really didnt.problems occur to me everytime when im feeling extremely happy.i just wonder why.haiz.and i do not want to be rude to my parents.im scared of being rude to them.maybe its just the satans doing this to me.i dont want to be an insolent child.i just want to be an individualist.im trying to reform myself to be a better person.what something serious HE said struck me through the heart.i really should change.im not going to be gullible or naive ok.since young,i had the chance to indulge into the world of being independent.i am a big girl.but they told me i wasnt.and big girls dont cry.but i let that phrase pass.i cried enough.god's testing me,i know.i can live w/o friends.but family,NO.but everything and anyone just wants to leave me.and why,must god take the one i like or love away?im being patience enough.i just feel like closing my eyes and fall into a dark,dark sleep.then will my problems go away and i will be happy in that 7th cloud.ending life just seems so difficult though.well but fear not,i wouldnt.i just wanna change to be one true example of a Muslim.pray for me yea.may god bless all of you who's reading this.people who wants to change for the better,lets join hands and say that we can do it.INSYAALLAH.and one more thing.dont worry guys,im ok.i just wanna cleanse my soul,thats all.goodbye little people! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-1735049190628908832?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/1735049190628908832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=1735049190628908832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/1735049190628908832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/1735049190628908832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/07/talks-are-useless.html' title='talks are useless!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/RqRi9MZJofI/AAAAAAAAASo/dry_WOcz5_o/s72-c/sad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-5141956411526089879</id><published>2007-07-22T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T14:49:56.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gahhhh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;hey guys.im so not in the mood to talk.everything's a mess.just because of my one stupid mistake.so fine!i lied to my parents.they have never developed a close relationship with us,the children.NEVER!if we had that kind of relationship,i would not have lied.even if i told them the truth,they wouldnt have believed me anyway.what ever that i have done,im so so sorry parents.i just want US to be close.and i want US to trust each other 100% completely.when the "handphone" incident happened,i dont have anyone to turned to.even if i told them,they would have scold me.and why must the children behaved this way?it is because of your way of handling children that is.my advice to them is to find another way of handling the children and dont always find faults with the children.everyone do make mistakes.dont tell me everyone is perfect??i mean,im learning from my mistake.and i dont ever want to repeat that mistake anymore.what about them?would they want to learn from their mistakes?and must my dad talk to the principal just for a slight mistake?im tired of this luhh dad!can u just change for the better??if i can change for the better,why cant you?maybe he thinks that he is in charge of the house and he can do whatever he wants?well im part if it too.they can scold us anytime and anywhere they want.i dont care.but why must they humiliate me like that?i just dont get it.im trying to put myself in their shoes.i know how they feel.but do they care how the children feels?we are in an era where everything else changes.mama,ayah i am sorry.i just feel that if we have this misunderstanding again,you guys would know what to do next.goodbye everyone.im sorry to HIM.we shouldnt have been together ytd.i am so so sorry.maybe we should just end it here ok.i love you very much.i dont wanna leave you,but for the best of everyone we should break this up.everyone wants to take the ones i love away from me.  :'( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;{*i just cant stop crying*}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-5141956411526089879?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/5141956411526089879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=5141956411526089879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/5141956411526089879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/5141956411526089879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/07/gahhhh.html' title='gahhhh.'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-3843308348686062005</id><published>2007-07-17T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:13:01.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SADD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RpzepAbAOzI/AAAAAAAAASg/QD9kDkaB_hM/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088186475091082034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RpzepAbAOzI/AAAAAAAAASg/QD9kDkaB_hM/s200/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM TIRED!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TIRED OF FACI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NG PROBLEMS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UNDERSTAND PEOPLE?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;THESE PEOPLE DONT KNOW THE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEANING OF GETTIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G HURT!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I JUST DONT GET IT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AM I WRONG???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;EVEN IF IM WRONG,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SAY IT IN MY FACE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;LUHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FIRST THING,MY GRANDFATHER'S IN HOSPITAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HE IS SICK ACCORDING TO MY DAD.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOPE HE'S RESTING WELL.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND HOPE ITS NOT THAT BAD.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;SECOND THING,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CANT SMS HIM!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MOM BROUGHT THE HP.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOSSH KAN?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT I UNDERSTAND AS IT IS HER HP.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT STILLLLLL!!!! :[&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THIRD THING,IS MY PRIMARY FRIEND.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHE WAS QUITE CLOSE TO ME.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SUDDENLY,SHES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;TALKING TO ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SMSING ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CALLING ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STOP&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ASKING ME HOW I AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAIZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;stop ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ive had enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i dreamt of something bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i pray to God that it will not happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMIN&lt;/strong&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/4645840597340777414-3843308348686062005?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/3843308348686062005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=3843308348686062005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/3843308348686062005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/3843308348686062005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/07/sadd.html' title='SADD!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/' 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a $95,the watch now costs $38.of course,its genuine.im so excited to tell my friends.i took pic of it too.i did my math homework before going out,so yeahh.tomorrow,i only wanna read up&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;for history.this word is dedicated to geegeeman,"yyyyyeeeeaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!".*hehe*geegeeman sure likes lilo and stitch,i guess.i wanna buy digital things luhh.i wanna the new zenstone with screen one.and i wanna nintendo.must be fun if i have those cool gadgets.haizz.feeling like Kim Possible gitu.*hehe*andd i saw bapuks at al-ameen.when i was walking out,this guy looked at me.i looked at him too.i thought he was a man,of course.skali his friend who looked like a bapuk went towards him.when that guy stand up,nampak sah gay jugak.shocking but true!*wakaka*someone who looked so refined but turns out to be a gay!!haiyoo.i dont get this kind of ppl.an irritating person is always behind my back.goshh.cannot stand it luhh can this few weeks.well,i wanna doze off to dreamland soon!have a good rest guys... :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087085842476841666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rpj1nwbAOsI/AAAAAAAAARo/y63N_SvsUJc/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087086473837034194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rpj2MgbAOtI/AAAAAAAAARw/vo7mI_hit4M/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087087414434872050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rpj3DQbAOvI/AAAAAAAAASA/YWdDD0yRtV8/s200/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087086675700497122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOODNIGHT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-3257578062004825143?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/3257578062004825143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=3257578062004825143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/3257578062004825143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/3257578062004825143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/07/al-ameen.html' title='al-ameen'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rpj1nwbAOsI/AAAAAAAAARo/y63N_SvsUJc/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-9054472020632699764</id><published>2007-07-13T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:13:03.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sinaran! :]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;today was spent well with my two buddies again-NAJA &amp; IRA!they are the ones who makes me laugh,smile,cry and pee everyday.everyday turns into an enjoyable day.woohooo.naja taught me how to do the "Mr Roboto" moves.and i did it!but after that,forget again.haiyoo.senile me!*hehe*me and ira tried it umpteen times.still never get it.we suntanned too!*hahaha*naja was so egg-cited when the fiery sun came out.ira helped us to put the lotion on our legs.she is the "rubber".*haha*hmm,i forgot to tell u guys that i have a harry potter family at school.Regent Secondary School changed the name to Regwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.ira is athimort, naja is najadore, ain is aingrid, elly is grifelly, lulu is lumione, shaz is shnape.funny right the names?*hehe*i have a crush on youuu lahh.ehh,not you.HIM!but its just a crush right?anyway,we decided to have dinner together.skali,naja cannot make it lahh.haiyaa.AND,i left my wallet with her.so i must go her house and take it.so,me and ira take it.then we jalan2 until kaki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;patah.then when we were going to the busstop near BPP,banyak budak lelaki or should i say 'mats' whistle at us.i mean like hello??merepek luhh.then dah naek bus.this auntie very funny!!her hair is damn curly.then at the back of the head hor,wear wig lor.aiyoo.natural sikit lah auntie!then she sleeps at ira's stomach.almost tau!*haha*if only,naja was there!she would laugh heartily.*hehe*yaaa,and we saw someone that looks like zainul.but of course not himm.budak NS luhh.*hehe*there was also a cute guy with his family.kau miss luhh naja!haiyak.and so i got home at 10.10pm.lama benar!and sorry to someone.im being judgemental.*haha*i love PSE!its fun.and PE today was super-duper fun lor.we have a new programme.my team name is Garfield.*haha*i know,lame right?but we have more games coming up the next few weeks.very the excited!so thats all.and here some pics for you to see. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086720667177466354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RpepfwbAOfI/AAAAAAAAAQA/A7L11AdtDyc/s200/Copy+1+of+Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086720920580536834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RpepugbAOgI/AAAAAAAAAQI/uCkBmwzlR8E/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086721075199359506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rpep3gbAOhI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Ch-IAwv4qX0/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086721294242691618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RpeqEQbAOiI/AAAAAAAAAQY/W7uQkZTcMnw/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086721852588440114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: 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TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RpesAgbAOnI/AAAAAAAAARA/JVhQqrfmdkE/s200/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086723909877774978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RpescgbAOoI/AAAAAAAAARI/ERozSElJo8M/s200/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086724043021761170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RpeskQbAOpI/AAAAAAAAARQ/0KxgfwJ43VQ/s200/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086724214820453026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RpesuQbAOqI/AAAAAAAAARY/jjxwLQOXg1M/s200/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086724365144308402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rpes3AbAOrI/AAAAAAAAARg/WnKh1UZKkeY/s200/twinies!.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOODNIGHT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-9054472020632699764?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/9054472020632699764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=9054472020632699764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/9054472020632699764'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RpZUnAbAOeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ibSg4Z3Ztys/s1600-h/immacule.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086345858266446306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RpZUnAbAOeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ibSg4Z3Ztys/s200/immacule.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hello guys.today i am having an "ENGLISH DAY!".*haha*i will be summarising the events that took place the past few days.ok not,my engriss??*hehe*anyway,a lot of funny,stupid,weird and unique things took place.the funny thing is everyday is a laughing day.---&gt;FOR ME ONLY AH!the stupid things is the lame,lame jokes we made.and how we tease each other stupidily but very adorable,u know.*lol*the weird things is that when guys turned into stones looking at girls!i mean,what do they get from that?the girls OR their popout eyeballs??i mean,LIKE HELLOOO!*hehe*lastly,the unique things.like for eg,today ira's very unique.she has the "kero" eyes.and i have the tendency to do like the movie "Zombi Kampung Pisang".the "lemah-lembut"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;hands.*hehe*unique's the name!woohts.*haha*and,i met &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZUHAILI&lt;/span&gt; the other day.boy,i misss him! :] with his &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red &lt;/span&gt;bike!goshh.i miss that thing too.waddahell.and i also miss my other half.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shahiddin&lt;/span&gt;.haizz.dont know what's happening to the world?maybe its just global warming.thats why everyone feels the heat and do not wanna contact with me.ok ain,dont be emo here.can?of course,can luhh. :DD *haha*i see myself that i have improved alot on my studies.but as usual,i have not started on revision yet.4 weeks more to exams.can you imagine that?gahhh.talking about exams,reminded me of my math mock exam.we cheated luhh can?even though we did it together as friends,i guess im still gonna get my sweet single-digit marks.*hehe*i have really no confidence lahh.haiz.well,its ok.anyway,theres a "mrs swan" teaching math in school.and shes teaching my class.its just difficult to understand my former math teacher, then change to another one who just doesnt seems to get it right.so bad luhh me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but its just a FACT!right naja?*haha*for two days,i spent my days with two gorgeous friends-&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NAJA&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IRA&lt;/span&gt;.it was super-duper fun!the turning-faces-into-one-red-tomato laughters just boomed my delicate ears.ira is one voracious girl!and naja is one impish girl!well im not sure if the words suit them.but who cares?we just laughed at all the people who passed by us.i mean one scene i remembered was this kindergarten girl.*haha*see,i have not even tell u the story then i laugh already.gila me!she shouted to her brother,"kakak nak balek.kakak nak berak.kakak tak tahan.ok?!".she was like running while shouting to her brother.we, the trio, laughed like hell!we were huddled closely to one another at a bench at a park.some parts when we almost went down on our knees and roll on the ground.today was also funny.we three really was on the brink of peeing.we called geegeeman and he said can,tumpang.but its ok.we would rather control our bladder then going there.right girls?so,thats it!my wonderful days with my two pretty,sweet,vicious,gorgeous,cute,crazy,small,funny,weird,unique girlfriends.awww,so sweet luhh me...*hehe*no shame-shame one this girl!*haha*oklah,toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;GOODNIGHT!&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/4645840597340777414-5504045389155699149?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' 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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/_aT4VvujTx-8/RpZUnAbAOeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ibSg4Z3Ztys/s72-c/immacule.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-779990563365379546</id><published>2007-07-06T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:13:11.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Gue malas bener mau taip.jadi gambar-gambar ini adalah tatapanmu untuk hari ini. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;TERIMA KASIH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ANDD,anyway someone broke my heart ytd&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;gahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;ok.enjoy beautiful people! :] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084008619153814466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Ro4G5yOv88I/AAAAAAAAAOg/ZCz0vXlopVM/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084008945571328978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Ro4HMyOv89I/AAAAAAAAAOo/JmMSkKDOZf0/s200/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084009113075053538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Ro4HWiOv8-I/AAAAAAAAAOw/VIznUA_A-uU/s200/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084009516801979378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Ro4HuCOv8_I/AAAAAAAAAO4/Iz2iLdj4o5A/s200/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084009950593676290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Ro4IHSOv9AI/AAAAAAAAAPA/xys70IFvDrg/s200/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084010775227397138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Ro4I3SOv9BI/AAAAAAAAAPI/6opA5hSZJRg/s200/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084010942731121698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Ro4JBCOv9CI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ogKIr7qsYSU/s200/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084011187544257586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Ro4JPSOv9DI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Q4rqvXm8xIE/s200/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084011509666804802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Ro4JiCOv9EI/AAAAAAAAAPg/FpQpzZSXARU/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084011767364842578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Ro4JxCOv9FI/AAAAAAAAAPo/e8uslQzEm_Q/s200/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084011960638370914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Ro4J8SOv9GI/AAAAAAAAAPw/pl_Wc82jhbE/s200/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;{*Your talent is God's gift to you.What you do with it is your gift back to God.*}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-779990563365379546?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/779990563365379546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=779990563365379546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/779990563365379546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/779990563365379546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-pictures.html' title='Just pictures...'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/Ro4G5yOv88I/AAAAAAAAAOg/ZCz0vXlopVM/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-2303875927074872123</id><published>2007-07-05T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T00:20:16.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time no see!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;helo!its almost 1 week since i blogged.im lazy and was too tied up with homework.its like in the back of my mind now.*haha*getting rid of homeworks are halfway through.just finished my graph homework.its bloody hell tau buat graph!well though,its easy.STILL!drawing one is tough.*hehe*aku ni bukan unsangkarables tapi unkecohables!*wakaka*lame me!so,school's been tough on me.bawa skola satu pen!pathetic kan??anyway,i feel so stressed lor.dahlah byk homework, then byk problems.goshh.its killing me!arghhh.ok ain?jgn emo sngt.cikgu tak suke tau.eh,perangai budak perempuan yang suke pekik2 tu mcm bininye tarzan agaknye.hai,mcm paham2 jelah eh.perkataan dari seseorang yang suke berfalsafah.*haha*today,i went stationery&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;shopping with girlfriends!woohts.actually,shaz pun nak.skali ade masalah besar!aku yang shopping.*haha*angkut punye angkut dah $7+.goshh.kalau beli bubble tea, isshh lagi muai!*haha*takpe,for the sake of learning!semangat deh aku!cross-country on friday was a boo-boo.so damn hot.but ya,had a long talk and walk with naja!RESILIENCE WON!of course,without Rendra Hairul mesti kalahnye.*hehe*i love her.anyway,abt last sunday.me,amee and naja went to "YESCOM".gerek banget.ade dudduds.*hehe*weird spelling.i got a free $20 coupon from my aunt.so,we belanje until ketiak dah basah and duit dah habes.pandai tak kite?*haha*global warming betullah earth ni.070707's coming soon in 2 days time.wearing GREEN kalau nak klua.kononnye nak bagi my full support lah ni.*lol*selenge banget deh aku!and i bought a bookmark,a green-and-yellow stone and a black ring.lawa2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;budak kreatif ni buat!*hehe*and i saw RAIHAN!very the sweeeet.*haha*but she stick out her tongue at me sehh, and so i did it back to her again too.childish betullah! :] skrg,im alone.i mean enggak lagi sms SI DIA.semue mcm nak avoid aku gitu.well,whatever to them!!just now,i was freaking mad at this big,fat,ugly ogre.kan aku betul!use lah aku lagi.lepas dah tanak,kitar semula aku.bagus skali!siape yang berani buat aku mcm tu lagi,jage!i believe in retribution,ok!?one's enough luhh.and im like anti-guys!i really,really hate luh can?dah 3 experience dah cukuplah.and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;GOODNIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;!my heart is crying inside after that conversation. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-2303875927074872123?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/2303875927074872123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=2303875927074872123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/2303875927074872123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/2303875927074872123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/07/long-time-no-see.html' title='long time no see!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-4639197738616999944</id><published>2007-06-29T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:13:11.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shahiddin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RoUZGCOv87I/AAAAAAAAAOY/I7195kCx8sU/s1600-h/135739972l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081495346026116018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RoUZGCOv87I/AAAAAAAAAOY/I7195kCx8sU/s200/135739972l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This post is dedicated to a great guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Really,a great guy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;He was different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;He was unique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;He helped me alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Even though,I've known him for 1+ months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;He was very special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;He was a dear in my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I wonder if I could live w/o a guy like him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;If only, I could turn back time and tell him that I LOVE HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;He was the ever shining diamond in a jewellery shop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*chuckles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;He changed my life-in a good way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I learned to love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I want to know him more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I want to give him those oohs-aahs hugs ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I wonder if he is reading this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;IT IS FOR YOU,OK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;15's quite a big number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not 15 yet.gahhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;thanks to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*hehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But still!We are kiddos,right?in some way or another?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*wakakaka*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;If you are reading this,I just wanna say I MISS YOU TRUCKLOADS and I LOVE YOU MUCH2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Have a wild,bubbly,yummy,cheeky,dicky,dudu,jaja 15th Birthday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and that jaja is actually-NAJA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Alas,I will reveal the ONE AND ONLY.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MR.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHAHIDDIN!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Happy Birthday To You,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Happy Birthday To YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Happy Birthday To &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shahiddin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Happy Birthday To You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;May you be blessed this year with a girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;See!Wishing that you will find your dream girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*hehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sorry,didnt buy you a present.But here,I HAVE A CAKE!makan tau,artifically flavoured!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081492953729332114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RoUW6yOv85I/AAAAAAAAAOI/Gp7uJG3mJC8/s200/candles-happy-birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;GOODNIGHT EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ADIOS! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-4639197738616999944?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/4639197738616999944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=4639197738616999944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/4639197738616999944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/4639197738616999944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/06/shahiddin.html' title='shahiddin!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/RoUZGCOv87I/AAAAAAAAAOY/I7195kCx8sU/s72-c/135739972l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-8923593773501769775</id><published>2007-06-27T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T17:54:25.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOL,IMMM BAAACKKK!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;SCHOOOOOOOL,IMMMM BAAACCKKK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;sorry tidak mengupdate my blog.was quite busy since the first day of school.im effing bored now,thats why.the first day of school was normal.macam dah lame gitu tak nampak girlfriends.hugs and kisses was given out everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.*hehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;BEWARE!there is a pervert somewhere in between you and your friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;tuesday was veryyy tiring!me and girlfriends went to eat lunch at KFC.i was kindaof broke!jadi beli Shroom's meal aja.CHEEAPPP!i wanna save money for someone's bday,though.we laughed like hell lor.we laughed at ira mostly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.*wakaka*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;irakan kaum _N_I_(fill in the blanks,ira!),and we laughed at just her self being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.*muahahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;then,there were some U-G-L-Y monsters or freakos from "TAK CUKUP SIFAT SCHOOL".REEEAALLY!!they want to tease us,but in the end we ended up teasing their arse off.waddahell kan!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;suddenly,"boleh tahan cute" guys came into KFC.boleh tahanlah.10,000 TIMES BETTER THAN THOSE MONSTERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*wakaka*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;and i created stupid,lame jokes.and we laughed like HELL!i almost fell off my seat.naseb tak jatuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.*hehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i was like,what if people really laugh like "haha,heehee,wakakaka,muahaha,lol,rofl and so on"?and we tried it!ended up "rofl,rofl,rofl!"kan selenge kan?infront of those "boleh tahan guys"?mygodd.there was sppose to be painting for the canteen toilet.but we heard they are just chosing the toilet door design.and so,we did not go.we jalan2 around lot1 to fill our boredom.and we spent such quality time!today.hmmm.i was a bit grumpy and irritated.and summore,global warming.i feel like if i didnt bathe,it is better.mandi peluh seh kat skola!cannot FOCUS.learned so much and there are so many homework lying around me.do not know which one to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;start with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.*haha*"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;someone" was so sarcastic to me.kalau betul,takpe.maen2 aje.please luhh.argghh.there are so many characters around the world.too many of them!thats why there is global warming.haiyooo.ms merduati was so damn kind!she bought us this small,fluffy animal toys from australia.and she is filthy rich.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;her nieces are so LUCKY to have her as an aunt!wished that i have an aunt like that who will take me for a holiday overseas,too.kan gerek!?and guess what?i have not been smsing SI DIA since god-knows-when.5 days to be exact!omg.i miss SI DIA.wonder if SI DIA misses me too?if SI DIA does,come to me baybeh.i think im having PMS.not surelah,kiddos!gotta go.wanna watch my fav show and have my teatime!and bathe.and do my homework.better do your homework,guys rather than reading my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;joking eh.then,do tag! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;GOODNIGHT EVERYONE!&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/4645840597340777414-8923593773501769775?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/8923593773501769775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=8923593773501769775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/8923593773501769775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/8923593773501769775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/06/schoolimmm-baaackkk.html' title='SCHOOL,IMMM BAAACKKK!!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-2210497913840881554</id><published>2007-06-25T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:13:13.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GIRLS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;HEY!dah delete leh friendster.*haha*kesian,kesian.selama ini aku mencantikkannya,sudah dibuang begitu sahaja.*haha*kata-kata yang sungguh menyedihkan.kan??*hehe*so,i lied!i lied to you guys that i will not be going out yesterday.but eventually,i did lor.mamaku ajak pergi City Hall.mamaku sungguh jahat!dia tinggalkan aku dirumah.goshh.i just step inside my room to change,then dah biseng.suruh cepat2!then i heard a loud bang of the gate.nampak sah dah klua!aku rushing lor.with minimal makeup.ahhaa.since there's no mirror in the room,lagi panic sikit.naseb dapat catch up!!there's this shop that sells cheap but good stuffs at City Hall.but usually,i went there to buy my undies,bra or jeans.*haha*so the very the open lor me!!Lor me?maciam itu makanan.LOR MEE!*wakaka*but really lor,cheap!!all the bra costs $3.90 and the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;undies cost $1.00-$1.90.the shop name is "SHOP IN".PROMOTE,PROMOTE!eyy duhh,takkan nak shop out??lame,lame me!bukan cacat eh!*haha*anyway,mamaku mahu beli her black pants for work.jadi tolong sebok adelah.*hehe*we spent like 2 hours in there.want to choose the bra design,thats why.*haha*so basically,they sell shoes,shirts,pants,undies,bra,skirts,jeans,jackets,wallet,swimming wear,bags,blouses and souvenirs.then,we went to Raffles City to EAT!*haha*we ate roti prata at "FOOD JUNCTION".yummy!!then,kite shopping vitamins!*hehe*what i meant was,we went to Unity Healthcare.mamaku mahu beli her Centrum vitamins.tapi,tak jadi!because this kind lady promotes us to Kordel's.and summore,2 boxes of 30 or 60 capsules for the price of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;$36.85.cheapkan?and it has all the vitamin from A-Z.*haha*ANDD,the whole family could consume it!jadi apelagi,go and buy ok!*hehe*then,me and nana sebok2 tgk the directory.and we saw GIRLS!!!!THAT WAS SOOO MY FAV SHOP IN MALAYSIA!everytime i go Malaysia,i will definitely find GIRLS!its very girly,girly shop.and by the name,of course,its only for GIRLS!*haha*so sexist!nolah,kidding.and so,it sells shirts,pants,skirts,pencilbox,hairbands,earrings,clips,bags.yeaaa.EXCITED LAH!it was open 1 month ago at Raffles City.Level 3,ok?*haha*PROMOTE,PROMOTE!i bought a pink-purplish hairband.very nice!and i just noticed,it is the same colour as my GIRLS bag.waddahell.but its ok.so now,i have GIRLS pencilbox,bag and hairband.3 things and still counting.*haha*i want to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;buy the pencilbox can?this year,didnt bought any.so,CAN!!!*heehee*and i also bought myself a new facial foam.NIVEA-Deep Pore Control Foam.i dont have nice skin,asamatteroffact.my skin is pimply.and so after much reading,i decided to buy that.it seems like its working.but of course,lets wait until 1 month.*wakaka*i just got back from school.it was purely fun!everyone seems different.just because of one thing-HAIRCUT!!rabak benar aku ketawekan orang-orang yang tertentu.of course not you,NAJA!*haha*the day was spent with each of my friends.balek pun ade ORANG temankan.so,gerek lor school today.and now,im stuck with SOCIAL STUDIES holiday reflections.but its damn easy!so can!*hehe*and now,chinka and chunka of pictures for you to see. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079930564186226098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rn-J7vn4PbI/AAAAAAAAALo/1ViXebhG6io/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079938239292784066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/06/girls.html' title='GIRLS'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rn-J7vn4PbI/AAAAAAAAALo/1ViXebhG6io/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-6190576315133480385</id><published>2007-06-23T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:13:14.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>delete friendster!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hey.why is it so hard to delete my friendster account?goshh.i typed everything carefully and properly and it still doesnt wants me to delete that damn thang.im asking ira now.hope she could help me out.mcm tiba-tiba je kan,delete friendster!?nahh.i just wanna delete it after such a long time thinking.to me,it is a waste of time.just wasted,ok?well forget about friendster.hah.forgot to update u guys on my trip to Sentosa.so,it was ok-ok.felt different though.the environment around my friends was just different.maybe only I felt the difference.soo,day was spent well with girlfriends.it was fun as we have not meet each other since that day.which day ah?ok,nvm forget about that.we went to Tanjung Beach!so soft lor,the sand!!!ANNDD,before i forget!that idiotic ARDIE INDRA,go and smash cake at my face!waliaowe!!!kanasai betullah.siape yang birthday ni?aku ke???anyway,was abit mad!but its ok lor.&lt;/span&gt;*hahaha*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;u guys should have seen my chocolatey,creamy,whippy face!yikes.org tgk aku pun macam nak lari!!&lt;/span&gt;*hehe*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ingat makhluk mane yang datang kat singapura ni??sikulipat betul!then,we ate dinner at Vivo.BURGER KING'S!SEDAP!!aku kalau dah lapar.isshhh.macam boleh makan athirah gitu!&lt;/span&gt;*haha*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yeaaaa.abe,balek kene lecture sikit.i wanna go home after eating dinner,but......hmm.nothing lah.then yesterday,i was like a cleanerman!&lt;/span&gt;*lol*&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i cleaned my toilet.i cleaned my table which was infested with alot of useless stuffs.and yang funny nye,i mop!serious!!first time seh,mop my room!tapi gereklah.must get used to doing household chores sooner or later.nanti dah kahwin ke...ehh,KAHWIN!?please.im so not going to get married.dulu,nak!tapi sekarang...i just do not wanna fall in love again.ok,get it?i dont know why though.dah malas aku nak layan the affairs of the heart.jadi FEMINIST!!can??i havent finish my holiday homework.goshh.mampos aku!but who cares?kate holiday kan!?and im so not going to do that canvas thing.i dont even know how to draw.i know how to copyright only.&lt;/span&gt;*haha*&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sorry,mdm faz!today seems like a good weather.but im not going out today.will be doing a lot of reading.reading's GOOD!&lt;/span&gt;*hehe*&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;takpelah,jadi bookworm pun bagus!!or a new word,bookAIN!&lt;/span&gt;*hehehe*&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;mcm bookaburra!*&lt;/span&gt;haha*&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and lately,ive been buying myself mags."seventeen"!well though,im not yet 17!!*&lt;/span&gt;haha*&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;ini bermakna saya sudah tidak sabar lagi untuk menjadi 17.apalagi,16!?well,got to go.wait...MY TABLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079945222909607634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rn-XQ_n4PtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/z_LzBy9ZsNM/s200/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;EH,WRONG ONE!OOPSS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079945459132808930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rn-Xevn4PuI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ozGM2F8B5Cw/s200/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MY CLEAN TABLE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;GOODYBYEEE!&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/4645840597340777414-6190576315133480385?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/6190576315133480385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-3272912974521914988</id><published>2007-06-20T21:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:13:15.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heyy alll!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;hi girlfriieendss and guyyfriiienndss.yesterday went to the Tampines Megastores-IKEA,COURTS and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GIANT&lt;/span&gt;!see even when i typed "GIANT" it even becomes bigger or should i say,GIANTGANTIC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;*hehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;nilah,org yang tak cukup sifat."sikulipat" betul!interesting word i learnt from my kakak.that gila!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;*no harm!no harm!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ahaa.so setelah sampai di Tampines.ok wait!punyelah lame naek MRT alllllllll the way to Tampines!!!i almost died of too much sitting down.ehh?got such thing meh people die that way!?kanasai lor.sudah sampai di sana,aku naik shuttle bus.FREEEEEEEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;of courselah,Singaporeans ah very the KIASU.so im very proud to be one!!anyway,i roam the IKEA like nobody's business lorr.at last,i bought a purple wavy vase and an artificial red flower.and the whole cost is,$2.65!AMAZING!!i know.so,gogogogogogogogo and buybuybuybuybuybuybuy things atatatatatatatatatatatat IKEA!alright?gila me ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;!*hahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;then hor,tomorrow i am going to SENTOSA!excited!cause ah,got someone's birthday party.but then hor,if i dont go the birthday party,also can lor!cause my wish is to go to the beach.thats all!my WISH!jadi,kite enjoyenjoy di beachbeach... :] now,pictures of me and stuffs coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078142655200247042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rnkv1vn4PQI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/jZu2Ua0ciWk/s200/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078142934373121298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnkwF_n4PRI/AAAAAAAAAKY/lqk8BKFkVs0/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078143106171813154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnkwP_n4PSI/AAAAAAAAAKg/57Jvpytf3Is/s200/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078143338100047154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rnkwdfn4PTI/AAAAAAAAAKo/2P85__NTzP4/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078143578618215746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rnkwrfn4PUI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Dfd28ZY9CeA/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078143844906188114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rnkw6_n4PVI/AAAAAAAAAK4/KShgBBvkOhA/s200/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078144025294814562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnkxFfn4PWI/AAAAAAAAALA/Ghb7zHJXQ3U/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078145906490490258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rnkyy_n4PZI/AAAAAAAAALY/3UWtpHbgU5U/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078144733964418418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rnkxuvn4PXI/AAAAAAAAALI/t7_r4kXuQqE/s200/Photo-1188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078144862813437314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rnkx2Pn4PYI/AAAAAAAAALQ/7m4IyH0ynko/s200/Photo-1187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078146151303626146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnkzBPn4PaI/AAAAAAAAALg/45G87yLXI5E/s200/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;{*Two Hearts,Two Minds,In time,Did find,One Love,One Aim,Two paths,The same!*}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-3272912974521914988?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/3272912974521914988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=3272912974521914988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/3272912974521914988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/3272912974521914988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/06/heyy-alll.html' title='heyy alll!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rnkv1vn4PQI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/jZu2Ua0ciWk/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-6821148699664059901</id><published>2007-06-18T16:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:13:17.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everyone in this world is fakers!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hello guys.u know what?!everyone in this world are fakers,man!i mean like really,really!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ok,serious.since im born in this world,everyone puts on their masks everywhere they go.i do,sometimes.but when i wear it,i wonder if people will know if im faking it or something.god knows,of course.but the thing is,i dont wanna put on mask.i dont wanna be fake.i dont wanna be plastic.i just dont want.ok?get it?so anyway,chunks of pictures for you to see.... :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077323514742586402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnZG1fn4PCI/AAAAAAAAAIg/jsRRGMZaRgE/s200/blahhs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077323733785918514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnZHCPn4PDI/AAAAAAAAAIo/6y60bodtkjw/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077324232002124866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnZHfPn4PEI/AAAAAAAAAIw/DZbR_OdN0uc/s200/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077324502585064530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnZHu_n4PFI/AAAAAAAAAI4/cMC_nlgD0LA/s200/kang2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077324811822709858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnZIA_n4PGI/AAAAAAAAAJA/AMEk4cTDang/s200/bee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077325155420093554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnZIU_n4PHI/AAAAAAAAAJI/cU4i1PjUvoA/s200/chak3!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077325434592967810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnZIlPn4PII/AAAAAAAAAJQ/XH5JTjDlTNw/s200/shrek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077327217004395666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnZKM_n4PJI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mzGtxF4xKZ8/s200/Photo-1064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077327521947073698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnZKevn4PKI/AAAAAAAAAJg/cReJ4rjTUjc/s200/Photo-1136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077327663680994482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnZKm_n4PLI/AAAAAAAAAJo/TXLQ-YBHuTA/s200/Photo-1128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077328385235500226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnZLQ_n4PMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/L2QPjauWkVU/s200/Photo-0827.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077328823322164434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnZLqfn4PNI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/4Cn3_Bqls6g/s200/Photo-0867.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077329248523926754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnZMDPn4POI/AAAAAAAAAKA/16hxhjjxGoU/s200/Photo-0822.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077329789689806066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnZMivn4PPI/AAAAAAAAAKI/c3g1fEkgYH0/s200/Photo-0955.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;{*Love is two hands entwined,a lingering kiss,a swelling of the heart...*}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-6821148699664059901?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/6821148699664059901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=6821148699664059901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/6821148699664059901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/6821148699664059901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/06/everyone-in-this-world-is-fakers.html' title='everyone in this world is fakers!!!!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnZG1fn4PCI/AAAAAAAAAIg/jsRRGMZaRgE/s72-c/blahhs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-232885960521405883</id><published>2007-06-17T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:13:17.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;its been 3 long,solid days since i blogged!goshh.tak baek u know my abang!?he blamed me for the spoiled laptop charger.like hello???when i on,it was like that already lor!haiyo.then,blame me??find out the truth or evidence first can?then if its really me,go and punish me.can?ok,so i really wanna go to the beach!i ajak SI DIA.but im not sure if SI DIA mahu ikut atau tidak.jadi aku chiowsinchi first.and show u some vogue-de-vas pictures.... :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076926071353916354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnTdXPn4O8I/AAAAAAAAAHw/1xGkr8qOaJ0/s200/Photo-1057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076926479375809490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnTdu_n4O9I/AAAAAAAAAH4/sz4OEAo0KSw/s200/Photo-1058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076926840153062370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnTeD_n4O-I/AAAAAAAAAIA/1h_jTnzuFdk/s200/Photo-1060.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076927084966198258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnTeSPn4O_I/AAAAAAAAAII/jCweAYBY7lo/s200/Photo-1061.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076927394203843586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnTekPn4PAI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Q6cn1SCFb8w/s200/Photo-1065.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076927608952208402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnTewvn4PBI/AAAAAAAAAIY/mgYLc-SxTgM/s200/Photo-1128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;{*Love is when you look into someone's eyes,and see everything you need.*}&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/4645840597340777414-232885960521405883?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/232885960521405883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=232885960521405883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/232885960521405883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/232885960521405883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/06/3-days.html' title='3 days!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/RnTdXPn4O8I/AAAAAAAAAHw/1xGkr8qOaJ0/s72-c/Photo-1057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-6585980092340598684</id><published>2007-06-14T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T23:55:38.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Big Girls Dont Cry-FERGIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;La da da da da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; The smell of your skin lingers on me now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're probably on your flight back to your home town &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I need some shelter of my own protection baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; To be with myself and center &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Clarity, peace, serenity &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;[chorus:] I hope you know, I hope you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; That this has nothing to do with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's personal, myself and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We've got some straightenin' out to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I've got to get a move on with my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's time to be a big girl now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And big girls don't cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry&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; The path that I'm walking, I must go alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I must take the baby steps till I'm full grown, full grown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay&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; [chorus:] I hope you know, I hope you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That this has nothing to do with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's personal, myself and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; We've got some straightenin' out to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; But I've got to get a move on with my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's time to be a big girl now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And big girls don't cry&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;Like the little school mate in the school yard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We'll play jacks and uno cards &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll be your best friend and you'll be my valentine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes you can hold my hand if you want to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Cause I want to hold yours too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well be playmates and lovers and share our secret worlds &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;But it's time for me to go home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's getting late, dark outside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I need to be with myself and center &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Clarity, peace, serenity &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;[chorus:] I hope you know, I hope you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That this has nothing to do with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's personal, myself and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We've got some straightenin' out to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I've got to get a move on with my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It´s time to be a big girl now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And big girls don't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;La da da da da da&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/4645840597340777414-6585980092340598684?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/6585980092340598684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=6585980092340598684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/6585980092340598684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/6585980092340598684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/06/big-girls-dont-cry-fergie-la-da-da-da.html' title=''/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-3239689463958447661</id><published>2007-06-12T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:13:20.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOO! :]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; i am here to say that i love you guys.without u guys,there wouldnt be lovers.and without u guys,i will die just to see u.see how much u mean to me?A LOT!ok&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;?*&lt;/span&gt;haha*&lt;/span&gt;so u guys should know who u are,right?no need to say more.SO.NOW.right here at my blog,you guys are brought into your own fascinating world!!! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;SINGAPORE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;ZOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SHOCKED?thinking that it was u,when its actually the animals in the ZOO&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;!!*hahahahahaha*&lt;/span&gt;dumbfounded right&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;?*hehe*&lt;/span&gt;like waddahell lah me,kan?so,the experience of going there was so funlah,can?dah lame seh!like what?7,8 years?and alot have change.and when i said that,kindaof DRASTICALLY!(over-exagerrating,can?!!)anyway,i was waiting for the 927 bus.so damn slowlah,can?!and my stomach hurts like hell!mcm gastric pains.then,my surroundings turned black,blue like that.mcm nak pengsan and sudd,DIE&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;!*touch wood,touch wood or CHOY AH!* *hehe*&lt;/span&gt; so,i went to the toilet and let out everything thats stuck in my throat.put some ointment and went off.soon as i reach there,the monkeys were like all around me&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;!*geli i!*&lt;/span&gt;and it was a very educational trip!boleh belajar tentang &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SI DIA&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;strong&gt;DIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sungguh merapeks.and as usual being SINGAPOREANS,kiasuism are always in their hearts.i saw some picking some tropical leaves from the tropical crops area!waddahell kan?ok,anyway pics to show you!!!!1,2,3.CHAKKK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075213238396271282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rm7HjPn4OrI/AAAAAAAAAFo/h9baTJQDBIM/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075213551928883906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rm7H1fn4OsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/1YtfHdXgh0k/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" 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alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rm7LLPn4O4I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/QLfIm1Kf5DY/s200/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075217662212586402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rm7Lkvn4O6I/AAAAAAAAAHg/PhJlS82jvUs/s200/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075217808241474482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rm7LtPn4O7I/AAAAAAAAAHo/_PZ4ko94OsM/s200/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(SLEEPING TIME!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-3239689463958447661?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rm7HjPn4OrI/AAAAAAAAAFo/h9baTJQDBIM/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-8984690401058029558</id><published>2007-06-10T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T00:26:15.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guess what??</title><content type='html'>guess what??AMAZINGLY!and i say again,AMAZINGLY!!!!!i went out shopping on my own.klaka kan??i mean like hello??AIN,GOING OUT ON HER OWN!like waddahell.my fav quote for today is "can't deny&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;!".*haha*&lt;/span&gt;and i didnt know someone's back from her holiday&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;.*hee*&lt;/span&gt;must be sleeping right now.goshh,everything's happening so fast.ira's back,naja's lazing around (ehemm,as usual lah tu!),amee's running around in circles and me?well,me?hmm,going out on my own is a MUSTLAH!i need peace and serenity nowadays.mom kept nagging,lah can?!she really has the thinking that i really,really have a boyfriend!like waddahell kan?tuduh sembarangan je!find proof first lah,moumou!goshh,she's really turning into one red ogre now.siket2 marah!aku lari rumah baru tau.im so sick of life.its not like anyone cares about me.and this is so true!nak ckp kawan,i rarely contact them.nak ckp,guys?who wants me?nak ckp,family?lagi tak kesah.i shouldnt have gone home seh just now.should have just gone m.i.a.!!goshh.i would rather go to school than having fucked holidays.i like to "maki" nowadays!klaka kan?weird-weird me!i dont know whats happening to me??i feel so different.i feel really,really different!whats wrong with me?i think i goddamn miss him.senang sangat aku nak nangis,senang sangat aku nak ketawe.i have never felt this way.today when i went out,everything's felt funny and queer.i think im turning into one ugly,crazy bitch.and thats like so a fact!gahhh.im even crying right now.see,becoming a bitch is stupid!i think i would rather be the same old girl like last time.innocent,gullible girl!dah,thats it!the solution is to,become a geek.im not ugly betty,im "ugly ain!".nice one,ain!GOOD JOB!well,need some time alone now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOODNIGHT! :'(&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/4645840597340777414-8984690401058029558?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/8984690401058029558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=8984690401058029558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/8984690401058029558'/><link 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myself,i cant be too sad because of that.i mean,like hello?i have a life.and i want it to be a more fun and positive life.i hope it does goes well.thought of going to lulu's house to watch "POCHONG"!but she said that it is at her cousin's place and anyway,she will be going to malaysia today at night&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;.*gahh*&lt;/span&gt;so,u see?what a dull life im living,man!guys dont sms me anymore.especially that little fashionista.god,i hope he do sms me sooner or later.i do not have anyone to talk to.except for naja,my dear&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;.*hee*&lt;/span&gt;but still!!u know,i still remembers his first sentence to me,"he will always be there when i need him".my lord,im so puzzled by the irony sentence to my situation now&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;.*haiz*&lt;/span&gt;and the best song that describes now is "4 in the morning" by Gwen Stefani.u guys better take note of the lyrics.its so deep and meaningful.TO ME.gotta start do my homework next week as next week there's no art.and that will be like what?B-O-R-I-N-G!see, i told ya guys its boring to stay at home even though there are so many things u can do at home.like waddahell&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;!*haha*&lt;/span&gt;i feel that im changed.naja told me im weird.and yeah,i am weird.she asked me to think before making any hasty decisions.i just feel changed.after that incident,i keep cooping myself up in the room.im scared to face people somehow.everywhere i see is HIM.i dont know why this is happening to me.gosh,i think im just missing him a lot.well,enough of my life.i wanna show u guys about the designs for the toilet.its going out well,i guess.check it out ya! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073615501972224594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="168" alt="" 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/06/heyback-from-school.html' title=''/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rmkaavn4OlI/AAAAAAAAAE4/K57X0g0xt3A/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-6305544374453411632</id><published>2007-06-07T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T14:41:51.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sadness came into my life again...</title><content type='html'>i cried so damn hard ytd.im so stupid.so,so stupid!i decided to break all my ties with him.why must he involve my mom?why must i say to him that he has no initiative at all?why????god,i love him.but i can't bring myself to tell him that i really,really love him.he's a great companion,a great friend and could be a great lover.but why did i decide to do this?he said its hard to communicate with me.but i always initiate the conversation.when he was online ytd,he didnt even bother to open up a conversation.whats so wrong about that?i didnt even see him online lah.i waited.i waited for him to do that for goodness' sake.guess we were just not meant to be.u always call me your dear.i did too.i thought i give u some hints to be open up to me.but no...everything was just a waste,k.i cried till late night.cant even sleep.cant even bother to eat.but life has to go on.and so i went to school today with such a gloom face.everyone kept asking but i just shrug.dont even bother to open my mouth.i want to meet naja!i want to talk to her.i thought he said he will always be there when i needed him.but no.he's gone when i really needed him.im a bitch.A BITCH!!!!arghhh.might as well i end my life now.or never. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GOODBYE EVERYONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-6305544374453411632?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/6305544374453411632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=6305544374453411632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/6305544374453411632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/6305544374453411632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/06/sadness-came-into-my-life-again.html' title='sadness came into my life again...'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-183392488244828340</id><published>2007-05-30T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:13:20.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THANKS ALOT!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rl1BUuej8qI/AAAAAAAAAEw/dyDnj0NHEjk/s1600-h/m20061017104624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070280579818451618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="200" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rl1BUuej8qI/AAAAAAAAAEw/dyDnj0NHEjk/s320/m20061017104624.jpg" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;today doesnt seems good for me though.i have tried so hard to think positive for my everydays.but it doesnt seems worthy at all.i am me.me is my soul.my diary is my blog.my blog is my life.whatever harsh comments or remarks ive made here is up to me.i have come to a conclusion.i dont have anyone anymore.they are all gone from me.who am i suppose to turn to now?yesterday, i was on my own.i woke up in the morning and changed into school-based shirt.everyone in my family thought i went to school.i walked around and around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i felt....LONELY is the word.what i felt was abnormal.i felt oblivious to the surroundings.i almost died while i was crossing the road.what was i thinking?im not sure, either.i should be more careful and independent.ive always been independent but yesterday, the feeling overthrown me.maybe that will be the feeling when im in the other world.sighhh.life's getting dull for me.and for goodness sake's, its the hols.what am i suppose to do?ira will be on her vacation, amee im not sure (must be busy with SILAT), naja will be home this hols i guess.me?guess i dont have any plans this hols.will be going to the library often-my only time for peace.watching one or two movies.and ya, going to loiter around at any place u can think of with friends of course.*haha*im thinking about hooking up now.*hahahahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;waddahell.guys,guys,guys.come out and grab girls.and when i say that, it means NOW!!!!*haha*im like feeling fuckedup now.just feel like mingling at the club and grab somebody.I WANT TO GROW UP!!!!!arghhh.*haha*am i behaving like a "tak-cukup-sifatnye" orang??waddahell.im smsing ira now.she will be disappearing like in....hmmm.im not good in math.waddahell.*hehe*what do i do?what do i do?hmmm.tomorrow's vesak day.HAPPY VESAK DAY TO ALL!enjoy ah.when you jolly2, go and lolly2.then when lolly2, go mind your doggy2.dig me,guys?waddahell.everyone seems so happy now.just not me.weelll, i see u soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooon.taddaaaa. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;{*If you want to get to the top in life,you are going to have to take the stairs.*}&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/4645840597340777414-183392488244828340?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/183392488244828340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=183392488244828340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/183392488244828340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/183392488244828340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/05/thanks-alot.html' title='THANKS ALOT!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rl1BUuej8qI/AAAAAAAAAEw/dyDnj0NHEjk/s72-c/m20061017104624.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-3040183182416672197</id><published>2007-05-19T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:13:20.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rlqqe-ej8oI/AAAAAAAAAEg/KCNwUQWXa8A/s1600-h/articoli_132_img04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069551779702895234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="274" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rlqqe-ej8oI/AAAAAAAAAEg/KCNwUQWXa8A/s320/articoli_132_img04.jpg" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i am BACKKKKKKKK! and BACCKKKK with more newssssss.count ok the S's!!*hehe*now,im watching "PUAKA TEBING BIRU" with my FAV sisters-kak fyra, kak yanie,kak sheila and kak faridah.the actresses are nasha aziz and umie aida.super hot-babes... :) anyway, i have a lot of problems. first,friends.secondly,me.thirdly,guys.friends are my darlings in my life.they are the 3 wonders of my life.-sofia, naja, amee.*wow*and not forgetting ira...haiz.felt that everything is different now.being with friends just bring me a whole new new experience everyday.there's always this tingly feeling when i'm with them.maybe its just me who feels this way.whatever it is,i had a fight with one of my friends.it didnt bring any benefit at all.except that some dont bother about her during the fight,esp me.whatever.and she's scared of me.funny or what?aiyooo.in malay i would say "kalau layan,salah.tak layan, pun salah."waddahell.well though it happened few weeks back,it is still fresh in my mind.whatever misunderstanding that took place, it was for the best.im not blaming anyone but, mostly its her.she started this fight actually.sometimes its best to know about the history.dont ever,ever say that history will always be in the past and noone will ever know.but if u look at the mistakes Singapore has made in the past,they are trying to look into the past and teach the young generation about their mistakes.see, what i mean?so in Islam, when u do not speak to your relatives or your closed ones for three days-IT IS A SIN!so i go and baek2 with her.so now?hmm,i guess we're ok. :] next about me.my exam results is so poor lor.kanasai ah!*hehe*all borderline.AND failed maths.waddahell!*haha*i will be going back to school for classes during the hols.math,poa,eng and art.can u believe it?ART??LIKE HELLO?!!im not an art student, but the teacher said she sees in me that im hardworking.*smiles gleefully*haha.tak tau malunye orang.and about guys.just got to know about this guy.name is izwann.16 years old and schools at dunearn sec.i have seen him like a gazillion times but didnt take notice.waddahell!so now...still dono which one lah.jasper helped me through the intro.thanks alot jas! :] i miss him lah.miss smsing him.but i dont know why he dont want to reply my messages anymore now.thinking about this makes me sad.im sorry if i have done anything wrong to u,iz...well,i have learnt my lesson.be more3 caring towards a guy.*haha*thats all for now guys.will be back for more juicy gossips for u all. :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;{*Do it trembling if you must,but do it !*}&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/4645840597340777414-3040183182416672197?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/3040183182416672197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/3040183182416672197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/05/boo.html' title='boo!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rlqqe-ej8oI/AAAAAAAAAEg/KCNwUQWXa8A/s72-c/articoli_132_img04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-1501093597745177838</id><published>2007-04-14T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:13:21.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>final goodbye!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RiB7HTYloWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/zW7ACgVvTyE/s1600-h/dibujin5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053174147302400354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="269" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RiB7HTYloWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/zW7ACgVvTyE/s320/dibujin5.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;hey y'all!its been a freaking long time since i last blogged.exams are coming.so i guess this is my last entry for this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'LL BE BACK BY MAY 16!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i think&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;.*hehe*&lt;/span&gt;well,nothing much happened in my life.except that i saw zuhaili ytd.he was so cute!wearing all black.ahh.syukur alhamdullilah i saw him&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;called him these past few days but he's out of house.or should i say outstation.yeahh.maybe im going out later.wanting to return my books which are like so overdued-8 April&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;!*haha*&lt;/span&gt;pictoplasma and popdelic designs will be out of my hands soon.haiz.so sad!&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;wakaka*&lt;/span&gt;and then u know what?mom didnt cook!!!!so freaking mad at her lah can?!im like so hungry now!ahhh.i become tarzan then u know!&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;*hehe*&lt;/span&gt;will be buying cup noodle or macdonalds meal later when i go out.so freaking mad and sad!im alone and lonely (although there's my bro) at my house.except for my useless brother who is so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;useless and just seems to be useless and nevertheless,useless!thats it,U-S-E-L-E-S-S&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;*muahaha*&lt;/span&gt;okay,ira's sending me songs again.woohoo."candyman" and "with love"!wooh,love u ira!or should i say,FIZRAH?naja,naja,naja!what are u doing?hope ur having fun.bazmir!haha.well im gonna put song in my blog.so get ready to blast ur volume up!really,really UP!haha.umm,i guess till here im blogging.see u next month!missing u guys alot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;GOODBYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;{*B,can i meet u?*}&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/4645840597340777414-1501093597745177838?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/1501093597745177838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=1501093597745177838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/1501093597745177838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/1501093597745177838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/04/final-goodbye.html' title='final goodbye!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/RiB7HTYloWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/zW7ACgVvTyE/s72-c/dibujin5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-5598197852563908333</id><published>2007-04-08T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T14:32:35.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>problems</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;hey.its been such a long time i blogged.many things happened to me this few days.too many i guess.it's just killing me inside.i have been having tear stained nights.it just sucks u know.when someone u know or cared about either do something to you or they get into serious troubles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;1.ZUHAILI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i found out from ira that he has a girlfriend already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;can u just imagine this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i cant. and i wont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the man that i love do this to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;why doesn't he tell me earlier on that he has a girlfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;if i know he has one,i would just let this heart be in pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;called him today to find out the truth.he's out AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;maybe dating with the girlfriend or whatnot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;haiz.sads me enough. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.HAYRES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;he&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;told something serious yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i do not know if it's true or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;but he sounded so convincing.and u just dont talk abt this anyhow right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;it's like a taboo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;so he told me that he went to the hospital and found out that he has...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;brain tumour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i was so goddamn shocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i mean like waddahell?waddahell?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;thats all.felt sad too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;good people always get this kind of test from God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;bad people? nah-ah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;so well there's more actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;but im stuck here doing my homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i'll update here again if i have the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;GOODBYE FOLKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;{*how can he do this to me?*}&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/4645840597340777414-5598197852563908333?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/5598197852563908333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=5598197852563908333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/5598197852563908333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/5598197852563908333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/04/problems.html' title='problems'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-5530044898963060720</id><published>2007-04-04T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:13:21.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RhN0xvZXkgI/AAAAAAAAAEI/QZIIYnWPqbk/s1600-h/1951102400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049508005097738754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RhN0xvZXkgI/AAAAAAAAAEI/QZIIYnWPqbk/s320/1951102400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;hmm.ira's sending me songs.alot!like 20+.muahahaha.anyway thanks.today was raining.i went home drenched to my skin.look like a duck!*hehe*nothing much happened!but i called zuhaili.but wrong timing!haiya.but at least i talked to him for 9 minutes.ok right?*hehe*he is so cute!wonder if i am gonna be with him again?!?! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;{*just friends or wat,ira?kidding me ah?dont fool with me...*}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-5530044898963060720?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/5530044898963060720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=5530044898963060720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/5530044898963060720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/5530044898963060720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/04/haiz.html' title='haiz'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/RhN0xvZXkgI/AAAAAAAAAEI/QZIIYnWPqbk/s72-c/1951102400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-2027460939678067038</id><published>2007-04-03T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:13:21.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the gang!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;anyway look at all these pics!&lt;br /&gt;they are like so us-ain(pink),amee(yellow),ira(purple) and naja(green)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;↓&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049130167802094242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RhIdItyNYqI/AAAAAAAAADg/IX1IkngsOAY/s320/pinkyee.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;me&gt;&lt;me&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049130713262940850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RhIdodyNYrI/AAAAAAAAADo/xMHrn4Np99k/s320/amee2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;amee&gt;&lt;amee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;me&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049131069745226434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RhId9NyNYsI/AAAAAAAAADw/obritf59Z00/s320/ira.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;ira&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ira&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;amee&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049131378982871762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RhIePNyNYtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/-lJ75VTTyAU/s320/naja.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;naja&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;naja&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;haha! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-2027460939678067038?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/2027460939678067038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=2027460939678067038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/2027460939678067038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/2027460939678067038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/04/gang.html' title='the gang!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/RhIdItyNYqI/AAAAAAAAADg/IX1IkngsOAY/s72-c/pinkyee.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-4325322680161088829</id><published>2007-04-03T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:13:21.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>umm.can i patch with you please?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RhIgx9yNYuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/C9TdOWSZnV0/s1600-h/orange+girl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049134175006581474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RhIgx9yNYuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/C9TdOWSZnV0/s320/orange+girl.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I WANT TO CALL HIM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I MISS HIM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;why must he go out everyday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;doesnt he know i call him like every single minute?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;haizzzzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;well with ira's wishes for me to be with him, i feel so great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;thanks ira for pulling up my mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;well, today in school i have detention class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;just because of skipping CME class??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;my godd.pleaselah,Ms Sng!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;dah jongang tu jongang lah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;ISHHH. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;been listening to ira's cd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;INTRODUCING....JOSS STONE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;WOOOHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;it rocks my socks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;she look damn pretty with the red and black hair and studded nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;thats cool, mann!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;so these words or phrases below is what i am last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;its from that CD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;look. ↓&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;bruised but not broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;been alot of tear stained nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i thought the tears were here for life,baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the hurt came on and held on tight,yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;took a chance, i took a fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;love broke my heart and shattered all my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but i won't be down on my knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;cuz i'll rise above it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and i'll pick myself up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and i'll the shake the rain out of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;nice right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;haha.that was how i feel and experienced when i broke up with zuhaili.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;yeahh.well, later i have madrasah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;and that suckks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;but its ok.haha.yaaaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;anyway....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;this guy. name is hayres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;wants me to stead with him when i barely know him that well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;but he asked if he can win my love not want my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;it means he is not a DESPERADO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;but stiill....haiz.anythinglah guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i do not understand guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;HAVE A GOOD NIGHT'S REST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;P.S.btw,i didnt accept it.DUHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{* I LOVE &lt;/span&gt;♥! *}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4645840597340777414-4325322680161088829?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/4325322680161088829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=4325322680161088829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/4325322680161088829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/4325322680161088829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/04/ummcan-i-patch-with-you-please.html' title='umm.can i patch with you please?'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/RhIgx9yNYuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/C9TdOWSZnV0/s72-c/orange+girl.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-3470847319389473387</id><published>2007-03-30T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:13:22.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ira i love you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rg0Uy9yNYpI/AAAAAAAAADY/PNUEkHrXfm0/s1600-h/image3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047713623163363986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rg0Uy9yNYpI/AAAAAAAAADY/PNUEkHrXfm0/s320/image3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;IRA NORRIS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ira.its ok.im right here for you.i will make u laugh with me, joke with me.and everything with me.i love u the old athirah!pls do come back.i just wanna see the old athirah who likes to laugh and have fun.do forget about him.u have us! :) i love you, can?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;NAJA JERMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;whoever is with u naja,i will just support u.its ok if u do not want to tell me.im here for you,hun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;pls be my friend forever... :) *haha* i love you can?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;AMIRAH AZMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;hope u and tembam be together!u guys look so cute.brownies taste great darl!thanks.and i got gold for napha test.muahaha.i love you can?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;hey guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;had a tiring day today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;anyway i called his house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;woooohhhhhhhooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;adek die angkat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;name's dillah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;woooooh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i know at least one of his adek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;*muahahahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;she said die belum balek lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;naseb bkn mak die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;kalau tidak, huahuahuahua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;oklah,thats all folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;GOODNIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;{*i wanna be with him.even if its just one night...*}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4645840597340777414-3470847319389473387?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/3470847319389473387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=3470847319389473387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/3470847319389473387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/3470847319389473387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/03/ira-i-love-you.html' title='ira i love you!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rg0Uy9yNYpI/AAAAAAAAADY/PNUEkHrXfm0/s72-c/image3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-2420711659131758601</id><published>2007-03-29T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T22:48:19.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lily!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;omg.guess what??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I MET ZUHAILI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ok sorry for not blogging ytd.too sleepy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;so it was ytd when i met him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;wooooooohhhhhhooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;*hahahahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;naja told me that fateha told her that zuhaili is sumwhere near MiniMart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i was so damn excited and shocked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i mean like i have never seen him for at least 10 months and then suddenly,BOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;then i saw that red bike of his and i knew it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;he was with fawas.i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;AND I SAW.....ZUHAILI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;naja and ira helped me to call him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;naja teased him saying that he looks taller and etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;so i went up to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;we talked under the shade of this blooming tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it was so wonderful and romantic. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;he was so cute lah , can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;then i started the conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ain : how are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;B : fine. how are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ain : eh, baek jugak! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;B + ain : giggles (huahuahua)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;B : mane faris? (snickers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ain : huh? me and him mane ade ape2?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;B : hahaha (evil smile). How's school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ain : oklah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;B : studies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ain : oklah jugak. then how's ur school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;B : oklah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ain : u amek what course eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;B : potong besi.(ain giggles and he smiled)engineering course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ain : i see.bagus-bagus!haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ain : fa'an dgn adam amek course ape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;B : fa'an same dgn i.adam...(actually i forgot what he said! :&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ain : bagus-bagus! (he laughs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ain : so huda amacam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;B : hah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ain : u still maseh contact dgn die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;B : tak.i nak concentrate on my studies.i want to masuk (i think he said something NITEC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ain : bagus-bagus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;B : yelah, kena belajar nanti takde future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ain : yes,betul-betul!eh,kenape macam bapak2 ni?(he giggles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;B : tak pakai baju sekolah baru?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ain : tak. tanaklah.i dont like the blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;B : haha.biru die,mcm tak lawa gitu.naseb baek,i dah graduate.sekolah skrg dah mcm2 seh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ain : yup.merepek aje!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;B : haha.so nak pergi mane ni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ain : nak balek rumah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;B : kan balek rumah that way?(meaning my old route)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ain : u maseh ingat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;B : mestilah. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;he keeps rolling the dead leaves on the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;B : oklah, i nak teman kawan i.die dari tadi sorang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ain : oh ok.kalau dah dapat hp, tell me ur no tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;B : ok,bye! :):):):):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and so i left that beautiful place after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;this wasn't the accurate conversation that took place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but, that was basiQally the whole story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;GOODNIGHT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;P.S. ira pls dont be sad!we are here for u. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;{*Can i be given another chance to be with Zuhaili?*}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&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/4645840597340777414-2420711659131758601?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/2420711659131758601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=2420711659131758601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/2420711659131758601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/2420711659131758601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/03/lily.html' title='lily!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-532330529847155091</id><published>2007-03-27T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T17:39:05.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life this year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;hi everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;today wasn't a "TUESDAY BLUES".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;fun and laughter filled up the atmosphere the minute i saw my girlfriends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;girlfriends made it a point to live life to the fullest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;well, my post here today reflects my life this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;time is catching up with my age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;nowadays, i feel so old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i have senile dementia, falling hair, brittle bones and hearing problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;muahahahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;*evil laugh-snorts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;basiQally, OLD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;naja, jgn marah aku menggunakan nama itu.huahuahuahua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;so yeah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;stress makes me feel alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;emotions plays an important part in here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;my helping hand was not being appreciated at all. no thank you's, nothing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;just some pretty face that i see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;my studies getting from bad to worse.haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;then about my illness or sickness or whatever is it called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;if u all wonder, i have mechanic problems in my body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;thinking about it makes me wanna cry. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;some knew about it. but i had asked them to keep it a hush-hush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it has a cure.but even if there is one, i do not want to be cured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;worse-to-worse case, i need to go surgery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;im tired of living. im so,so tired.E-X-H-A-U-S-T-E-D!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;tired of thinking, crying and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i just do not wanna think of my problems anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it just tears me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;GUYS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;they are the worse. ain't have one but want one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;currently there are 3 guys in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;one,ZUHAILI.two,HAYRES.three,_ _ _ _ _ _.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;*hehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;zuhaili is my first sweetheart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the first time i saw him, i know i wanna be with him forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but it didnt last. it ended in a silent breakup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;haiz. so sadd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i do still love him though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;hayres is a new guy i knew of recently in MSN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;he is damn sweeeet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;anyway, he is a Eurasian+Malay. MIXED GUY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;he made 2 poems and 1 song for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;he is so sweet and cute! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but the shoccking part here, is that he calls me u know like darling in malay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;*hehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;then, the poem which is so damn sweet made me blush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;called me gorgeous and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;wooohh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I LOIKE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the third one is someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;SSSHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;well, lets end it here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;have a good rest everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;muahhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;{*if i cried because of that someone, does it means that i still love that someone?*}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="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/4645840597340777414-532330529847155091?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/532330529847155091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=532330529847155091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/532330529847155091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/532330529847155091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-life-this-year.html' title='my life this year.'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-5831997872543591190</id><published>2007-03-24T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T13:02:29.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring saturday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;im back from school. eh actually from ACS.muahhahha. im freaking bored. i feel like going to athirah's house. im freaking,uper-duper boring. and i just slept for 20 mins after got back from ACS. haha. so now, im doing nothing. just typing out things i want to be posted at my bloggie. u know , sometimes it can be irritating when someone u know just talk big. what? trying to show off is it? huh? aiyah... pleaselah if u are not an actor or actress, dont act like one! so my point here is that dont ever,ever try to talk big.haha. what a post is this?! i think i wanna go out and buy foodddddd. athirah's friend-FOOD! muahahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;{*well, as a matter of fact, u are just a fat and stupid guy!*}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-5831997872543591190?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/5831997872543591190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=5831997872543591190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="color:#666666;"&gt;this which was the best day had turned into one living nightmare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;one living nightmare after school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;after eating my Zinger from KFC at ira's house, we tried to connect her MacBook to the internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but it refused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;in the end we use her old computer which was a bit slow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it was not of a matter to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i went online and then the monster came and attack me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it was going on fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;until.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;he did it again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;its been several times he did this to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;why must he scold me or even shout at me when i did nothing wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;everytime, i went online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i do not find him.he was the one who will find me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;well though i was busy, i still entertain him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;was i wrong to be nice to someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;was i???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;he send me letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it was such a crappy letter.the crappiest i have ever read before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;wat stupid words u think that can cool my temper down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;huh??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;even if u do not wanna chat with me or anything, can't u just talk to me nicely?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;are u even a man?a man that has such a big EGO that it just burst?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i just don't dig guy's "so-called" pride, machoness and whatever shit they called it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it's just so hard to find one guy who is just good, handsome, kind-hearted and all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i just need a soldier just like Naja does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;sighhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;{*GO TO HELL!FUCK U FARIS!*}&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/4645840597340777414-6874442375081002066?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' 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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-4645840597340777414.post-7594354472873229757</id><published>2007-03-18T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:13:23.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>popdelic designs and pictoplasma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;im just gonna post graphic designs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;U ALL ARE SO GONNA FALL IN LOVE WITH THESE GRAPHIC DESIGNS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043259126609827730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rf1BdI_TV5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/EWYxpF3RS88/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;*this is the book where there are a lot of flower designs*&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043262820281702306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rf1E0I_TV6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/z0KLbFrzD9w/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043924250707867682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rf-eYdVruCI/AAAAAAAAABU/cFCDc6AC0lE/s320/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043924555650545714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rf-eqNVruDI/AAAAAAAAABc/iZkOwutzONc/s320/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043924925017733186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rf-e_tVruEI/AAAAAAAAABk/zZR0hg3b5pg/s320/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043925165535901778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rf-fNtVruFI/AAAAAAAAABs/T7XwraIryiw/s320/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043925513428252770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rf-fh9VruGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/hAY5qJctrus/s320/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043925869910538354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rf-f2tVruHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7iXz0cSqV-Q/s320/Image027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043926131903543426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rf-gF9VruII/AAAAAAAAACE/FxE2wR9qWMI/s320/Image031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043926698839226514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rf-gm9VruJI/AAAAAAAAACM/5OX9yQUngWo/s320/Image032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and now the one u have been waiting for.....PICTOPLASMA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043927699566606498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rf-hhNVruKI/AAAAAAAAACU/63Hrle8KNsY/s320/Pictoplasma.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;*this is the book which elly likes so much "PICTOPLASMA"*&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043928257912354994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rf-iBtVruLI/AAAAAAAAACc/WagoiL2It_8/s320/Amee.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;*amee.i know it doesnt looks like her, but this pic shows her with headphones*&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043930229302343890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rf-j0dVruNI/AAAAAAAAACs/MMgnFu6vNVg/s320/Elly!.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;*elly monster!*&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043931406123383010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rf-k49VruOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ihrbnWvZFWk/s320/Ira!.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;*athirah, my eating monster.i tell u non-stop!*&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043932144857757938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rf-lj9VruPI/AAAAAAAAAC8/vt5a5OuVLUs/s320/Naja1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;*naja!the one who loves to on her laptop at night.*&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043933867139643650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rf-nINVruQI/AAAAAAAAADE/dEi8o5WUYzo/s320/Shaz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;*shazana.dont ask me why.haha.*&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043934498499836178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rf-ns9VruRI/AAAAAAAAADM/Mg3bpd-QjAc/s320/Syafiqa.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;*syafiqa!the pinky girl who now has red hair.*&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;well,thats it folks...see u soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;anyway i cut my hair.wooohooo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{*im just a black county girl, living in an extra ordinary world&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-7594354472873229757?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/7594354472873229757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=7594354472873229757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/7594354472873229757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/7594354472873229757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/03/popdelic-designs-and-pictoplasma.html' title='popdelic designs and pictoplasma'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/Rf1BdI_TV5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/EWYxpF3RS88/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-6450953032678116119</id><published>2007-03-16T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:13:24.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March Holidays is a bore!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hey.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;its been like 7 days since i post one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well,im quite busy with homeworks. its damn alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;with my endless CCA meetings during the holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haiz. the tiredness just kills me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and my housework chores to add. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;was more like a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"DOOMSDAY"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;to me than a March&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"HOLIDAY"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;wonder will all of these benefit me in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;saturday, im going out with my girlfriends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;watching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"THE HAUNTED SCHOOL".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;thats a yippee-yay-yay situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;however......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;amee may not be following.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;well, one must sacrifice for friends right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;im in a situation where .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;well,nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i just dont know how to explain it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;to me, i like to watch movies especially horror movies in late afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;but amee has silat training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;im not sure yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;we havent discuss this again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;haizzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;well, i will call them later to confirm about this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;at night, have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"SUPERNATURAL"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;AHA.yeahah,ah whooo,yoyo.AHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;am i weird or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;or am i the psycho that naja wrote in her blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haha.im kidding naja!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;aku ni buat lawak tak tentu pasal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;"chek bukan nye apo, tapi chek semenjak-dua menjak ni asek pakai apo ni namenya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;lap....top.ya laptop!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok craziness has come in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that was bahasa pineng for ur info.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;well, lets end my entry here with new pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;CHECK IT OUT, DARLINGS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042434888025986930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RfpT0I_TV3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/AKQk5286VSY/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;*inside a toilet after watching DanceWorks 2007 at Marina Square*&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042435704069773186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RfpUjo_TV4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/H78lSWT1MxA/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;*me and naja*&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;{*i wanna love him.but he's just so far from me...*}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-6450953032678116119?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/6450953032678116119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=6450953032678116119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/6450953032678116119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/6450953032678116119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/03/march-holidays-is-bore.html' title='March Holidays is a bore!!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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/_aT4VvujTx-8/RfpT0I_TV3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/AKQk5286VSY/s72-c/Image012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4645840597340777414.post-1583865659874133554</id><published>2007-03-09T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T23:25:01.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Find that one good friend, i suggest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;u know what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyone could say "i harts my friends","sista lup" or whatever that has got to do with friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but me , im not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i may sound selfish or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but who cares??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have the rights to write about what i want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;talk to me face-2-face if u feel that its u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well,let me share my agony with u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have a best friend-A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A has change drastically since the first time i know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everything had change,as for what i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he may sound like a *****.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A is into stupid stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am not sure if A will change or not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what i know is, it has left a great impact on my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A shows me how larger the life is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A shows me how to be someone that everyone know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so proud of A until this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A just changed from being bad to worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;has A really change the friends' attitude?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;am i included too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;did A change me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i ain't sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but what i know now, that u can make 10000 friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but will u get that 1 friend that respects u, kind-hearted, knows how to keep a secret, humble, knows how to make u laugh when u are sad, and so on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the answer is just a "NO!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe a few of u has that one special friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im just the unfortunate one,i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well this long entry is for anyone out there who feels the same way as i do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;*i think life without friends should be a try-out for everyone*&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/4645840597340777414-1583865659874133554?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/1583865659874133554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=1583865659874133554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/1583865659874133554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/1583865659874133554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/03/find-that-one-good-friend-i-suggest.html' title='Find that one good friend, i suggest.'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-1246953129697976469</id><published>2007-03-08T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T17:53:25.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatter side of me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i like elly's blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MONSTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-ish&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;*woohooo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;and my other friends' blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;well since i started blogging, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i feel like i wanna write here every single day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;blog do helps me releases stress &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;and what happens at school that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;today had IT lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;eat "&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;OHEYA&lt;/span&gt;"!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;eat onlyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;now im having stomach cramps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*bluek*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;watching "HAPPY FISH" at channel 8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;oklah,i need to have a rest and wanna eat my tea time snack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;which is &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;milo freeze&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;oreo&lt;/span&gt; and ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;FOOD AGAIN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;im gonna gain weight soon,if this goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*hahahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;see the fatter side of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;well, have a good day tmr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;{*I wonder if running away from life is good.*}&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/4645840597340777414-1246953129697976469?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/1246953129697976469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=1246953129697976469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/1246953129697976469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/1246953129697976469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/2007/03/fatter-side-of-me.html' title='Fatter side of me!'/><author><name>nurulain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11956560777752395514</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-4645840597340777414.post-6695524242061562763</id><published>2007-03-06T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T18:16:08.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whats left of me?</title><content type='html'>well. life has been going a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;tremendous change&lt;/span&gt; for me. maybe its just me who has change. have i been the&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; same girl&lt;/span&gt; as the last few years everyone knew of? or was it just me who is saying this out of the blue? uhmm. im not sure myself. now i wanna bathe and get ready to go to &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;madrasah.&lt;/span&gt; i hope things would turn out smoothly tomorrow. and &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;gahh&lt;/span&gt;, tomorrow i have CCA. this sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;{*is my life a dread?*}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4645840597340777414-6695524242061562763?l=summer-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/6695524242061562763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4645840597340777414&amp;postID=6695524242061562763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4645840597340777414/posts/default/6695524242061562763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it's me.but if u really wanna noe who the hell is this girl, then lets look at the pic i posted here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RaydEEGGQXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/F9XZKASjmg4/s1600-h/Photo-0963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020560377755615602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aT4VvujTx-8/RaydEEGGQXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/F9XZKASjmg4/s200/Photo-0963.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*hehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;now u know who i am right?pls link me or tag me lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tOODLEs (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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