tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16808427092226540542024-03-12T22:21:28.776-07:00Life wasn't sweet as it been thought..When life gives u LEmon.make it lemonadelaughoutloud-giggle till die-smile,no more sigh....lie-lie-lie-no more cry..begin to smile begin to soar..that is the way of life that i adore..
xoxo,
kikilalaainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680842709222654054.post-84193818129849630182010-05-29T10:24:00.001-07:002010-06-28T06:48:04.372-07:00hanky-love-love-loveWell..this post is dedicated to you my dear...<br /><br />+im just an ordinary girl and this isnt my imagination...this is for-real...<br /><br /><br />now..hm..im stuck alone in this pinkish-candly flossy room and reminsced the thing that had happened to me for past few days...<br /><br />hehe....<br /><br /><br />it's started when he send me to the airport...(dipisah lautan biru)...you know it right..<br /><br />and i just smile...we went to the airport..and my feeling???omg..bercampur2..im happy...nak jumpa my family but at the same time...faham-faham la...org yg xpaham ni maybe gay or lesbian..<br /><br /><br />and..allan,kyry,dzul,and ilanggo balik sekali ngan aku..so..we talked for hours....<br /><br />and then....diaorg ajak aku masuk departure hall..omg..omg..chill aina..chill...<br /><br /><br />i looked at him and said bubbye...tetiba..k.fine..that's so weird...mata aku..omg...watery...it's not like im gone forever.but then..i cried..and all of them..mmg agak tekeejut...he just smile..maintain..but deep down inside i know him well....and slowly..dia anta aku depan gate...and..<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />..last word...take care....<br /><br />suddenly..he gave me...<br /><br /><br /><br />HIS WHITE HANKY WRAPPED WITH HIS BOW-TIE....and it was so adorable...he said..masuk dalam nanti..buka hanky ni....and i just straight-away line up at the immigration counter....bila sampai turn aku...<br /><br /><br />aku toleh..he was still there...muka dia dah lain...kind of...emo..and he said..dont cry(i can read it from hi body language..and i just nod)...smpai turn aku..<br /><br /><br />tiba-tiba my heart asked me to do this kind of crazy job..which was..i ran to him and grabbed his hand..salam again and ran back to the immigration counter... idont even know sapa yg tgk..tp who cares.....and here it goes..we were separated with the border line...and tears streamed down to my face....<br /><br /><br />aku masuk gate with the others...and i openned the wrapped hanky..and here it goes...<br /><br /><br /><br />he wrote so many things there..omg...god created him that way..he was so romantic..and again...tears rolled down again-and again..(lawak..mcm movie)...<br /><br /><br /><br />dear..thanks for the hanky..i do appriciate it <3 yaainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680842709222654054.post-1674869490787174072010-05-23T21:12:00.000-07:002010-05-23T21:25:03.403-07:00random facts that i might despice yet i love...~occay..3 days to go and bubbye.<br />~feeling??<br />perhaps im feelingless and maybe suffocated a lil bit..but no worries there still lots of trees there<br />~got my marks already and how im going to tell my mom?haha..lawak<br />~craving for homemade food<br />~now?feels like crying..reason?i dont even know..<br />~im not in a mood...because of some reasons..yeah..<br />~another random fact..im going to miss Sabah.....i mean..erm..yea.....yet i miss my hometown....the place where i belong..for some reasons...<br />~despice of what?<br />+nothing actually.<br />-maybe i hate the emptiness...i mean it...lolx.<br />+positive....wuu...<br />_i hate this..when i give my everytihng and things goes the other way around..what the heck....i mean it...my stuff your stuff..your stuff????your stuff also..<br />ok fine....thanks for the new regulations..i do love it and someday im going to apply it..<br />~give and take..that's my policy and somehow rather be i think im not being appriciated for that....taking things for granted..ok...thank you for that..<br />~i thing this would be my first post about thing that i despice and i couldnt take the burden alone...blame it on me?come on...hit me...apa lagi????scream at me..rebel..come....<br />~just so you know..im the type yg menerima smua.by that..dont bully me..what the heck...dont be selfish..yea..you are so sibuk ..i can accept it...but y then you have to act as if im the stray dog..fyi..i rather died alone than being hurtedlike that...<br /><br /><br />nak marah cause i wrote this..be my guess......kick my ass and u wont see me again..<br />believe me...<br />+once smitten,twice shy+<br />till then....<br /><br />me...ainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680842709222654054.post-35173174432449249112010-05-19T21:03:00.000-07:002010-05-19T21:18:22.312-07:00There's nothing that i want to say act.i mean im blank..and frankly said..im tired maybe..tired with bundle of ass..sigh....mean..that been dumped towards us.undeniable we shoul do it..but i dont feel like doing it..full stop....<br /><br />it's getting bored..boredom is killing me..and perhaps one day...i might die because of being bored...<br /><br />bored of what??<br />seriously..despicing of being a teacher...and i hate it..i mean it...huhh....<br />seriously.....i thought that maybe im going to fall in love with this career..but then i hate of making this stupid mistakes....im going to rebel..i mean it....<br /><br />i hate this surrounding,and it's not like im being ungrateful or what..but still i felt stupid for not following my intuition for long2 time ago....following parents heart was a good deed and i never blame them..but then...i hate this kinda of situation where's all i can say that..this isnt my soul..and i feel rejected here.....and i hate it...i miss my old friends.tp not all la...yg still loyal..<br />thanks i love you all..and the backstabber...ni..seriously.blah la...mcm baik..yea..i know..<br /><br /><br />everyone's changing.so do i....but..seriously..this is me..and guys..you have to accept me for who i am..and top the madness..please...ya..i know..thanks.god...you all been sent to peninsular varsity...and you guys are so pious there...tp please..jgn slender aku...<br /><br /><br />to my ex-good friend..thanks la ngaku aku bestfriend....tp blakng...hmm...god knows....you know who you are..i respect u as my bestiest...guy friend..but then..now..i hate you.....tak payah la nak buat geng and say bad stuff boud me....thanks...engineer....kan dah kua....dulu yea..we share our madness together....soar..tp now..smua berubah...and yeah..you are cool..study luar...<br />tp please...jgn bajet pndai..as FAR AS I CONCERN..KAU DULU TU..just a noob guy yg xda kawan..but now..fuh...banyak pulak songeh kaw!!!<br /><br /><br />jgn cakap pandai ya syg...we all human being..and frankly im not perfect..sO do u..so please diam or else..kaw tau kan aku mcm mana..KAKI naik muka.....jgn cabar aku..aku diam sebab aku respect kau..tp jgn buat kepala...<br /><br /><br />FYI-girl benci laki mulut banyak.....diam luar..tp dalam facebook..berabih kau cakap..politik la..apa.la...adui....makin nyampah aku tgk kau...ainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680842709222654054.post-79920157818786042782010-04-26T16:42:00.000-07:002010-04-26T17:06:58.174-07:00~jibet~now i hate you thank you...can i describe you right now?<br />stupid<br />selfish<br />moron.<br />again selfish<br />bajet....<br /><br />serious cakap..i dont even need u as my friend..cibai you.......<br />aku dah xpdulik..gasak ng la..buat muka cm cibai....<br /><br />aku diam ja slama ni..kira dah abih jatuh dah ego..ngan org len ko kalut nak berbaik..ngan kwan2 ko yg jaga ko dulu??cibai o..lantak la...malas..jnis x kng budi..mak bapak x ajar kot...<br /><br />aku diam ni..bukan makna aku sabaq..tp malas dah..dah jadi malas..fed up......sangat2..blah laainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680842709222654054.post-62078584287043413462010-04-01T00:41:00.000-07:002010-04-01T00:59:24.390-07:00p/s i love you...gazed at the phone screen,<br />there was one missed call,<br />it was him..<br />a guy that she didnt expect to fall.<br /><br />it was holiday,<br />and she had her own way,<br />while he was playing,<br />she kept on praying...<br /><br /><br />days after days,<br />time passed by,<br />magic words that been said,<br />had turned to lie and cry...<br /><br /><br />they broke up,<br />and she's giving up..<br />the unspoken words then come and bloom,<br />stars shine the night and no more gloom..<br /><br /><br />they met up at the place called bay,<br />she stares at her and he begin to say,<br />dear,i love you stay with me,<br />as she nodded down with the blemish cheek.<br /><br /><br />i love you too,then she breaks the silent,<br />as night begin to crawl,<br />she feels the warmth in his cuddle<br />and they did solve the love puzzle...<br /><br /><br /><br />p/s i love you....ainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680842709222654054.post-67823029915121189822010-03-28T18:35:00.000-07:002010-03-28T18:43:59.379-07:00Life is like shit sometimes...haha..There is no specific reason of why im doing this stupid blog...<div>in a stupid mode or hectic mayb?</div><div><br /></div><div>some people said that life is like dick...whatever..i prefer shit..</div><div>both of them are mostly same...</div><div>and same..same..same(repitition)...</div><div><br /></div><div>hurgh..im tired...tired of this fucking shit...haha...</div><div>kasarnya...apa2 jela...this is my blog...so what...</div><div>got problemo?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>this post has nothing to do with anyone and i mean it..im tired..that's all..and there is no specific reason of why suddenly im tired with my so-called-happy life...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>whatever..being born as a normal girl made me feel so free..free to soar.emancipate my feelings due to the darkness that shades my heart..i mean it....i miss my home..</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>there's no other place like home.....home</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>okay..done....</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>it's not like being ungrateful or what..or it's just my feeling..</div><div><br /></div><div>pms?no....</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>apa2 jela...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>i just wanna say that im tired..i need my sleep...i need a rest....</div><div><br /></div><div>jealousy?hate to admit that...</div><div><br /></div><div>but that's the one...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>and im learning......</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>p/s=girls.......it is good to be independent as it wasnt good to trouble others life=))...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>till then....</div>ainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680842709222654054.post-14155023454316084332010-03-27T07:33:00.000-07:002010-03-27T07:49:18.864-07:00just a girlwell..there's no other place like home...<div><br /></div><div>and till now..i do believe in that....im just a girl.a normal girl..that seek for happiness..nothing much..i ask for nothing..gosh..expect for the happiness that im craving for..</div><div><br /></div><div>well..im sorry(to anyone)..if this post will hurt some of you...or you..or you...</div><div>but then..this is the right place for me..pour all my problems,paint my sadness and draft my happiness..</div><div><br /></div><div>but then..im just a normal girl-crash...*here comes my twenty-third times tears*</div><div><br /></div><div>need someone to lay on right now...and hmm..yea..</div><div><br /></div><div>again.....have fun k.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>this post my be the annoying one.but..this is my emancipation..back off..</div><div>i have the write to speak.to soar.to talk...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>and now..again..im emoing...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>i need you right now...can't you just see it.=((</div><div><br /></div><div>yeah..i tried to be cool..but it doesnt work..and jealousy is killin me..</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>here it goes.my instinct is there...(yea)..</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>cool.cool.cool..darn it..im not that cool....gosh..y it has to be this way...</div><div><br /></div><div>-faithful</div><div>-devoted</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>but then..i will pray for the best..and my still...i hope you're going to keep on your words.cause..if you dont..this heart-will be-broken for the second time...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>ainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680842709222654054.post-67602995648803791132010-03-22T22:35:00.000-07:002010-03-22T22:47:30.564-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Y3IwnRACGE2Fa9KEl9p9KRCv20SzhiwSuimYaCNGj-8LrR0z84yIzwEWbLe7viO7wGWwHSUAukRF4p1y07HGoD303wcScrNdYyX77iKXup_3Rt1sNMuLxspz4sn-O3uRWprIY-lNn3nC/s1600-h/18116f62deffd884f2974a083247dddb.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 355px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Y3IwnRACGE2Fa9KEl9p9KRCv20SzhiwSuimYaCNGj-8LrR0z84yIzwEWbLe7viO7wGWwHSUAukRF4p1y07HGoD303wcScrNdYyX77iKXup_3Rt1sNMuLxspz4sn-O3uRWprIY-lNn3nC/s400/18116f62deffd884f2974a083247dddb.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451699194436955794" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">y</span></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">aw..Found out this wallpaper,and it did captured my attention....love it man...T</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">o be frank.this might be the real-confession of any kinda normal girl on this earth.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">...They might be annoying sometimes(only them?...me??haha)..but the trut</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;">h is,any kinda of girls will act-out-crazy when they are in love....e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">sspecially the young cuckoo typo...The true colour will slightly bright</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFF00;">en up the milky <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;">emotions that been kept for-loooong time....believe me..(tipu la kalo nak cover2 malu)..for all girls</span></i>..yaw..be yourself..there's no need to hide out your emotion...sp</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">read it out....jangan nak hipokrit....weh..jangan2..</span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">The most important part is</span>:<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">be yourself and he will accept you for who you are..and if he doesnt??</span></span></span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>faham-faham la(ayat pasrah)...</b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFF33;">-till then-</span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>ainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680842709222654054.post-20647903237460385762010-03-18T23:08:00.000-07:002010-03-18T23:49:35.363-07:00Budak-budak kelas yg disayangi...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikNnc5MK9A7mw65bDQdrW0GRp0Qyq5wL0MYVq1BfeIExFhX_2ieQTHXEFglofH37L9eAAldtWxCR7bkKOq8M37JRH6XSZacAE-3pA9RZIWyJlZoH3FEQDAbNWb0iKQPRqcWUjXpfnv2pmy/s1600-h/IMG_0018.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450233442438819682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikNnc5MK9A7mw65bDQdrW0GRp0Qyq5wL0MYVq1BfeIExFhX_2ieQTHXEFglofH37L9eAAldtWxCR7bkKOq8M37JRH6XSZacAE-3pA9RZIWyJlZoH3FEQDAbNWb0iKQPRqcWUjXpfnv2pmy/s400/IMG_0018.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">since afiq wrote something about his classmates(which aku pon terlibat)..so im going to describe them..one by one..(secara detail)..ahaks...let the game begin.</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="right"><strong></strong></div><br /><div align="right"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#003300;">Afiq</span>-to be frank..aku ENvy dgn mamat sorang ni..dia sort like a walking wikipedia in our class..online dictionary that full of languages..even the greek one...and..so called google la...pon begitu...he lacked of something...rendah diri dia melampau..cam nak sepak ja aku dgn dia..afiq..stop rasa rendah diri..</span></strong></div><br /><div align="right"><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="right"><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">AMALIN</span>-</strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">ni minah yg kontra dengan afiq..fuh..confident level dia amat tinggi..setinggi dengan nilai kenakalan nya ya..she's taken ya...huhu..in fact.she is a good adviser,papa pun aku p cari dia la..setia kawan ni...and agak memahami..sekepala dengan aku..brr.</span></span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"><strong>RAIHAN</strong></span>-<span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;">aku consider dia ni as bestiest aku la....first day aku jumpa dia..agak memahami..tp agak..bukan agak la..tp amat degil....xleh nak kata apa ni kat dia ni..master of silat and huish..pandai cover line aku gak ni...haha..syang rehan.</span></span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;">MIRA</span>-<span style="color:#ff0000;">huish..agak sensetive ni and agak caring....caring la...keibuan tu pergh agak la tinggi....garang gakla...sumpah aku takot....idea dia ni agak tinggi and kalo dia rasa A..A la...haha..takot..jgn marah</span> </span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"></span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"></span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">yazeed</span></strong>-<span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ff99;">hah!yazeed.siap ng..xdala..aku considere this boy as my brother.even my parents pon said so.enjoyed tremendous moment with himla.and he's my bestiest..forever..dia ni..sensssstive over trifle thing..and once nama ko dah buruk dpan mata dia..so,sorry la...jgn harap nak elok balik..kui2.</span></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"><strong><span style="color:#33ff33;">DZUL</span></strong>-<span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">ok...budak ni..hmm.1st time tgk..pergh..skema..</span></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#330033;">tp fuh..budak ni.sumpah lawak...sgt2...aku respect dia as leader this year..and jgn men2..lawak dia ada mkna and sumtimes dont overestimate him!..ngee</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"></span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;">hamy</span>-<span style="color:#ffff00;"><strong>ok...sejujurnya...org yg paling aku respect dalam kelas aku is him...amatlah caring..but xamik kesempatan..loyal dgn lilo dia and make long-distance relationship tu nmpak easy...sgt2 hardworking walaupon selalu baca harry porter bahsa melayu..cayalah hamy!!!</strong></span></div><br /><div align="right"><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffff00;"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc99;">master gogo</span><strong>-<span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;">tupai2 wink2......haha...full of scandal ni...huk3...lawak..and senstif...agak responsible dan pulun bila dapt assignment..pendek kata leh jadi ketua keluarga dah ni.....haha....lolx</span></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">jennie</span>-<strong><span style="color:#cccccc;">this girl.seriously cantik.indie.and filthy rich....haha..1st sem aku x leh cope with her..tp bila kenal..baru taw..dia jnis easy going and tolerate...pandai cover line gak ni..haha..thanks jen2.</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#cccccc;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#cccccc;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">RACHEL ROMA2</span>-</span><span style="color:#ffff33;">OK..SERIOUSLY..SHE's the clown..sesgtla lawak and absence dia leh wat kelas jadik stress...easy going and senang untuk sembang..open.and relaks..rachel..miss you lah..haha</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="right"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">Nad-<span style="color:#66ffff;">kalo cakap pasal rachel mesti ada nad kan...haha...nad.nad.nad...ok..1st thing pasal nad ni...rambut dia...tiap minggu ada ja kelainan..berani sungguh nak mereka2 rambut ni...agak blur..tp english dia..pergh mantapla..lect fav dia mr khoo..haha</span></span></strong></div><br /><div align="right"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#66ffff;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="right"><strong></strong></div><br /><div align="right"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#66ffff;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;">zell</span>-<span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff33;">hmm..heart broken girl ni..love style dia...dia ada style snirik..i mean..crew dia..etc..but deeply inside..god knows..kan...tp..i know,she will mend it by herself..go girl...stop looking at the past.it's the time to move on!!</span></span></strong></div><br /><div align="right"><strong><span style="color:#ffff33;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="right"><strong><span style="color:#ffff33;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="right"><strong><span style="color:#ffff33;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;">mustaqim</span>-</span><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">badar ni..haha..lawak ja..budak ni manja jho!!!gedik ni...haha...suka main2 time buat keja..and mengakibatkan aku sakit hati..pon begitu..ada nilai2 positif ya anak2..haha..dia ni..jnis relaks..neutral la..payah nak emo2...montel..kembar dzul ni..haha....tp kembar yg tanak~````</span></strong></div><br /><div align="right"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="right"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="right"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="right"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">frederick</span>-hmmm..hmmm..hmmm...♥ ♥ ♥.......no comment..ahaks ....</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;">whatever it is.....we are in the group that full of of controvercy..but still</span>..</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;">we<span style="color:#ff0000;">♥</span> each other</span></div><br /><div align="right"><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff33;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="right"><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff33;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"></span></div>ainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680842709222654054.post-22348192360459580692010-03-17T10:03:00.000-07:002010-03-17T10:25:06.590-07:00karma!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7bzdWmViNw_jjMW9Y0HqqNCXkN1YTr1fXYoe9B6MkQv4OjPKTA-KaQzLGCWjiMoUE8pqGmnzJ3nreWESFwmu0rjED2hOdeJVC3yBUtVCVKgBwNKm7yLXLSmtysvC-c6cxcsfMb4lnc4YV/s1600-h/sampecd2ee822b61b0b7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449655061314941794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7bzdWmViNw_jjMW9Y0HqqNCXkN1YTr1fXYoe9B6MkQv4OjPKTA-KaQzLGCWjiMoUE8pqGmnzJ3nreWESFwmu0rjED2hOdeJVC3yBUtVCVKgBwNKm7yLXLSmtysvC-c6cxcsfMb4lnc4YV/s400/sampecd2ee822b61b0b7.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">stop messing around with me..and i mean it...!!!!!</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">okay..this isnt a joke..and im writing this in the middle of the night as im really pissin out right now....</span></div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;">ok..girl..would you mind>>??</span></div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;">i mean...if you use simple english..em...can u use your mind..haha..dedicated to someone that i used to respect+adore..but now...it flew away with the storm..and burned down by my anger...i can still smell the gasoline..hmm...the gasoline that slowly running in my veins.and ended with the flame...viscous+toxicated...</span></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="right"></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;">kesimpulannya aku sgt marah.and kecewa</span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><br /><div align="right">jeles??maybe..ahaha..</div><br /><div align="right"></div><br /><div align="right"></div><br /><div align="right"><strong><span style="color:#33ff33;">k..stop that...</span></strong></div><br /><div align="right"></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;">let all by gone b bygone..cause u told him that u already gone kan(lagu yg been dedicated..cam bodoh)..</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;">DAH..ENOUGH..JGN UNGKIT KISAH LAMA..xyah la,nak compete or apa...please...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">i beg you..stop this.(please x infinity)..</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">girll.imagine this.if you were in my place..(which you wont be..)what do u feel?</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"><strong>a)stupid</strong></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"><strong>b)jealous</strong></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"><strong>c)rasa dimainkan</strong></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"><strong>d)smua di atas</strong></span>...</span></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">I KNOW..you will definitely answer d kan...haha...</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">k...</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">again..im hurted..dahla syg..stop2..</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;">xyah nak compete2..yes...you are the winner..</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">xyah cakap..skali tgk pon dah tauk..kamu menang bha....k..fullstop..</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">you are the one who dumped him at the 1st place..and now>?what?..</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">aku mmg emo dah ni..skati aku la..blog aku..aku nak tulis apa biarla.....</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">(sakit ati?xyah baca)</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center">jgn la tunjuk ke'desperate'an ko,pas apa yg ko buat...k...</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">this is just a post..sapa makan hati,dia rasa kenyang..</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">and..i really mean it...</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;">despice the kinda person,yg sukati buang org..then when someone had mended his broken heart,ko nak amek pulak..and dump the other <span style="color:#ff0000;">innocent-naive guy...</span><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33cc00;">ko nak aku mend kan yg len pulak?</span></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;">p/s:x yah kapel kalau takat nak gunakan kapel ko for your own sake...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;">stop hurting others-as i dont want to be hurted again..</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">sekian terima kasih</span></strong></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div>ainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680842709222654054.post-45176625018033737572010-03-16T09:05:00.000-07:002010-03-16T09:18:04.370-07:00holly--sshiitttt..<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">b</span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">roken com and broadband...fucking shit...</span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">ok..lets begin...</span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFF66;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFF66;">it was 4 a.m maybe when im headed to my wonderland...(sleepin+dreamin)...after long-term time of crying due to some problemo..</span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">and only one person knew it....plaster at my right hand..severe pain and..hmm.so called-edward face(pale but still cute)...</span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">and...hmm..im blurred....i walked towards my bunk bed and..</span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">my handphone was out of the power..so...i decided to charge it..for some reasons...fred..melloyello..hehe...but then..</span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">i accidently pulled the wrong charger...</span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;">and..dush....</span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;">ok...what's that?</span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;">haha...</span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;">tett..it was my d.e.l.l yummy...and...aha..</span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;">guess what...it fell..a</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">nd...</span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">ended with tettz..gosh...the best part happened when i saw my broadband had broken(into 2)..</span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">haha..should i called it broadband or kit-kat...hahah</span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">laughoutloud..and cry...</span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">broken-hearted and ended with eye-bag...hahaha</span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: right;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">for the person that i called..sorry....hehe...for the interruption!!!..</span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: right;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: right;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: right;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">lolx</span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><br /></span></span></b></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><br /></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>ainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680842709222654054.post-75736011644315999092010-03-15T02:27:00.000-07:002010-03-15T03:06:16.046-07:00LOVE..LOVE..LOVE<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">She was there..alone..witnessed the god creatures...gazing the stars....tears rolled down the blemish cheek as she strolled along the cherry street,the street that they used to walk...she missed that part..she missed him...holding hands in the gloomy night witnessed by the moonlit,she craving for that happiness..she cried out-loud....</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">she gazed into the shiny surface watch that fastened around her hand,it was 10 p.m..she continued the journey..the journey to nowhere...she lost herself...without him,she was nothing..she then walked towards the nearest old-wooden bench that situated in front of the beach..perfect place for lovey dovey couple...and again..she was blurred..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">why do he leave me??whispered herself...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">just now she went to his office..For their casual lunch...Usually,she will meet him at their fav place which was the side-road stall that situated to the hustle bustle city,the place where they can laughed-giggled-cried and screamed without distraction... but now...hmm..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">She went to his office..it was their daily routine...lunch at the side road stall,and strolled at the beach...witnessed the sunset..and ended with gazing the cluster of stars....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">but then..something happened..she went there and hugged him...but he stayed still..there was no responsed..she cant hardly believe that,and she felt the disappoinment..as if there was a gap been created between both of them...she could feel the boundary..it hurted her...and she completely in pain...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">She missed the real him..the time when he gave her the morning kiss at the forehead,the cuddle that could warmth her when she needed him..the jokes when she was depressed..she missed him...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">She faked a smile and grabbed his hand...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000099;">'aaron,whipered her slowly..are you ok?hun'...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>again..there was no respond......</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">She shed the tears...hmm...it's okay...with the disappointment,she slothly headed towards the glass-door...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">&</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">she saw something,when about to leave..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">aaron switched on his pda and call someone..and he said....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">she's gone.....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">he picked up the heart-shaped frame and kiss it...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">it was the face of her girlfriend...isabelle meredith kate..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"><span style="color:#cc0000;">she diagnosed for cancer</span>..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;">then she finally realised that....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">she was gone..she then slowly deminished with the wind,and the memories of their love was captured in his memory...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">F.O.R.E.V.E.R</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span> </div>ainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680842709222654054.post-45058791163969520342010-03-12T16:33:00.000-08:002010-03-12T16:53:01.978-08:00holiday!!!lalalaala<div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh595vk0nyG0YCQVm7El5rxiQhlFq7nwroNtV_2nObJmFvDYibFXctqLNAZyqo5kqHX6ExLZtuutl9GZvojTGgbWsLtzW8VePSPH4TmVgEIsUBHhRoB68xpP5bQwyQJ8cO8CbQgIFIMqL0b/s1600-h/DSC03694.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447913674173043922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 443px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 454px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh595vk0nyG0YCQVm7El5rxiQhlFq7nwroNtV_2nObJmFvDYibFXctqLNAZyqo5kqHX6ExLZtuutl9GZvojTGgbWsLtzW8VePSPH4TmVgEIsUBHhRoB68xpP5bQwyQJ8cO8CbQgIFIMqL0b/s400/DSC03694.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#003333;"> geek+nerd<br /></span><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">=))</span></strong></div><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;">it's holiday..</span><br /><br /><div align="right"><span style="color:#000000;"></span></div><br /><div align="right"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;">say what?</span></strong></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#330033;">H.O.L.I.D.A.</span>Y</span></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;">aku kat sabah lagi ni..apa pon x pack gila...(<span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;">xnak balik ka?ui..ui..pepandai ckap cmtu..)</span></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">Petang ni,im flying with syed and dzul</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#000066;">dia..dah balik.ooooo..sday..haha..</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">Apa aku nak buat holiday ni??</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">any suggestion?</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><ul><br /><li><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;">first..lepak dgn family..family comes 1st no matter what kan...so..family..yeah...makan2..ui..makan..gemok la</span></div></li><br /><li><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">second...plan ngan kekawan..(tp kna ada limit)...malin..yehaa..kita jalan2 dolu....</span></div></li><br /><li><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#000066;">3rd...ntahla..<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">skyping?</span>kewajipan dah tue...</span></div></li></ul><br /><ul><br /><li><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;">cari baju retro..(ui)...dancing queen....theme?polka dots..ui..makes me look uissh..</span></div></li></ul><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"></span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#330033;">cakap pasal retro...dia dah bli spek..haha..</span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"></span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#009900;">nerd gilak bila aku pakai..</span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"></span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"></span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"></span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">dia jadi geek..g.e.e.k.</span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;">i kiss a geek,i like it..it taste like cherry-pop stick(<span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">bajet katy perry)..</span></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span> </p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">whatever it is.i wish luck to all of my friends..</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span> </p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">ex-raihan..(<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"><strong>soory yea,xdapat sama2 cuti ni..jaga diri..)..</strong></span></span></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"></span></strong> </p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">holiday...and now..</span><span style="color:#009900;">i can smell the diesel..hmm..haha...</span><span style="color:#330033;">and my room..oish..nak balik dah</span>..</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong> </p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">got fly away...</span></strong></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"></span> </p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></p><br /><p align="center"></p></div>ainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680842709222654054.post-84740937185760766462010-03-12T07:12:00.000-08:002010-03-12T07:23:12.109-08:00alice in the wonderland+sunset...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjhoeMz4CrKYgyhFPjhD37WTAcmilP0pTvR6TkDsywyaRfWyX735fRzq1CKV1DhIH-KLMRWiwwnUGDtnO8VQvkmZyxSz_S7L44fLI1Z7AlxTdIU3HNKVeIz_5l7iae1WxHqlHkNMecrG6U/s1600-h/DSC03449.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447768158258315170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjhoeMz4CrKYgyhFPjhD37WTAcmilP0pTvR6TkDsywyaRfWyX735fRzq1CKV1DhIH-KLMRWiwwnUGDtnO8VQvkmZyxSz_S7L44fLI1Z7AlxTdIU3HNKVeIz_5l7iae1WxHqlHkNMecrG6U/s400/DSC03449.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">ok..im flying back tomorrow..got to fly away..(jojo)..</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">and so do him</span><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;">..(to sarawak..</span></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff00;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#000099;">so we had decided to go for our so-called-last meeting-outing-oppss..dating>?</span>nanana</span></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;">alice in the wonderland</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">(and both of us wonder)..</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#330033;">SUMPAH JHO!KAMI CONCENTRATE..TP X PAHAM..</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#330000;">Sik faham(madah aku)</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;">ish..xpaham pa pon aih..(kata fred)..</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">so..then..we went to jp..and wush...tgk sunset</span>...</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;">sgt indah..alolo..</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;">then..we strolled along the road.like a cuckoo couple...yg menyanyi tgh jalan...ish2<span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;">(bahayanya)..</span></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">then..</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">here we go again..</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">heart to heart session..</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">lokasi-entahla...</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;">p/s-xnak nakal2 ya..take care of yourself=)</span></strong></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"></span></div>ainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680842709222654054.post-9160866458022491172010-03-11T07:50:00.000-08:002010-03-11T08:06:38.668-08:00kikilala+melloyello<div align="right"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;">so formal..oh god..english some more..proud to be teslian(toek...opss no alien lang allowed)</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;">hi...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;">hm...what should i say eh..hmm..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;">ok..again..new chapter..new life..a new beginin ryte..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;">waa</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span> </div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">forsaken god...apa aku nak cakap</span> sebenarnya ni..</strong></span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;">well..hmm...recently..there are lots of thing to be shared..but some of them is totally tett..so...hm...haha</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span> </div><br /><span style="color:#000099;">ok2..be serious..(MUKA PENGETUA)</span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><strong>to be frank..im totally in 7th heaven right now..in love>>??</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>yeap..</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>yeap..</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>hmm....</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>with?</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span> </div>a guy of course<span style="color:#ff0000;">...(<span style="font-size:180%;">aku straight la mangkok..afiq tudia)</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><br />specific?<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"><strong>-a handsome guy..tall..slender..over gila...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"><strong>-xla...hmm..</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"><strong>-a guy la..senang..</strong></span><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">k..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">hmm..</span></div><br /><strong>dear..thanks for mending my heart...</strong><br /><strong>dgn plaster(uhuk)</strong><br /><br /><div align="center">after for a long time..gedik..</div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;">finally...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">-someone watching over me...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">-thanks</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">-thanks</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">-thanks</span></strong></div><br />...................................<br />and this song is dedicated to you dear...<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;">im only me when im with you-taylor swift!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div>nite2...<br /><br />-emancipation of me....ainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680842709222654054.post-87954879633052628592010-01-18T15:33:00.001-08:002010-01-18T15:42:03.075-08:00Mari bergelak...yehaa...<br />new days..<br />homesick?da kurang...tired of being homey..<br />last nite?<br />had a phone call with my granny..and guess what..my dad...<br />xpnah stop buat phone call..<br />mcm kat rumah..bulan 3 ni aku balik...<br />hehe..mcm bangang..any other case?<br />nope..im cool...<br />blogging...mmg minat..menulis?<br />one of my part time jobs...<br />whatever la....<br />haha...tulis2...<br />boring..<br />flash kuning..haha.....laugh out loud..as if i care..<br />weh..tired of being bloody stupid la...<br />anyway..im eighteen and im totally cool with it..<br />what eva...as if i care..lalalaa....<br />smile.laugh.smile..laugh....<br />as if i dont have my own parents..woi..listen here...i have my mom..and i have my dad...so..jgn berani...cakap papa pasal aku....aku sepak karang.....urgh..<br /><br />emo2....gangster la ni....haha....<br />again..talk to the hand...<br />bla2...penat la.....<br />sampai x cukup tidoq..kept thnking..mcm bodo..<br />weh2..ilex2.<br />jangan mare......<br />anyway.............<br />it's a new day!ainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680842709222654054.post-36499640312474018072010-01-03T17:49:00.000-08:002010-01-03T18:04:12.758-08:00homesick..lalalaseCond day in SAbah..lalalala...<br />still,hoesick..the only emotion that can desribe of how i feel is homesick..<br />haha......<br />hmm...start up the day with stupid-cupid assmbly..haha..hmm..<br />remincing the time that i had with my mom at home..yummy..fresh morning with extra scramble eggs made me felt homey...miss my daily routine....feels awkward here...i can sense the weird atmosphere here...i dunno what or why..and the reason is still unspoken.....<br />maybe,still tired and still im trying my best to adapt myself in this surrounding...new room,huh..new class...everything had changed..or only me,myself and i only change..but still i miss my room,penang..the place where i belong...<br />i can still smell the gas and the engine..everything..the anticipated moment when i speed on the highway..miss my life.....<br />and there...my dad...haha...<br />ayah..miss you......(miss the merapu merabaness at home..)<br />mama..miss all the nag2 thing...the deli...scrumptious food....the laksa of course...<br />haha.......<br />i bring the teddy,the jacket..but still..i miss the atmosphere there....<br />the late-nite call...the skying cryiping type....<br /><br />haha...<br /><br />hmm..feels like crying..dont cry...dont2..Xmau2..hahaa...<br /><br />and now..listenin to taylor's songs and sitting here alone...writin this kinda jerky-perky merapuness..and hope this will emncpate my feeling....hmm...<br />hurgh...<br /><br />penang..love you...<br /><br />xoxo<br />ainaainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680842709222654054.post-35456840714836005612009-12-26T05:57:00.000-08:002009-12-26T06:15:50.830-08:00simple dimple...oncE upON a time....<br />alkisah bila mata aku hampir buta(hahahaha)....<br />disebabkan aku ni soRg buDAK yg baloQ Liat(in simple english=lazy)...aku pun telah melalaikan diri.......<br /><br />aku pakai lens selama berjam2 ya anak2...berjam2...dan...ketika itu mataku terasa pday....pday<br /><br />apa murid2???(Nada guru subject geografi)...<br /><br />murid-murid jawab..<br /><br />peday cikgu....<br /><br /><br />back to bussiness..<br /><br /><br />aku rasa pedih....<br /><br />sgt-sgt pedih..namun disebabkan perut ku yg berkeroncong ini lbih pnting...<br /><br /><br />aku ajak mama makan dulu.....<br /><br /><br />makan dengan aina..(langsung x leh dipisahkan..mcm isi dengan kuku....muahaha....)<br /><br /><br />pas aku makan..aku rasa pdih g....odw balik..aku pon ngadu kat mama aku..muahaha...<br /><br /><br />mengadu punya mengadu...<br /><br />aku balik umah<br /><br />sampai kat umah....<br /><br />aku pon bkak la lens...tanpa aku lupa yang aku.....<br /><br />BELUM BASUH TANGAN......<br /><br />dahla tu..aku bukak dengan keadaan kasaq....<br /><br />sekali tu..mata aku merah...merah macam warna jersey man.utd(hiperbola)....<br /><br />gila pday...<br /><br />aku tgk cermin...(smpai cermin tu pon x sanggop tgk mata aku)...<br /><br />then aku terasa cermin tu cakap..<br /><br />"p la jumpak doctor..bahaya"....aku tergamam la....<br /><br />rupanya........................<br />tu suara mama aku..dia dok kat bilik aiq sbelah...muahahaha...<br /><br />aku pon siap la...<br /><br />then.....stelah smpai di klinik...<br /><br />doctor tu pon tnya aku<br /><br /><br />kamu ni pakai lens ka..<br /><br />aku pon angguk tnda setuju...<br /><br />dia kata.........hmmm..maybe saye rase yea....<br /><br /><br />(fUchuk,dIa leh men rasa2 lak ngan aku..dia jilat mata aku kowt.)<br /><br /><br /><br />saya rasa..mata kamu ni....hmm....retina kamu tu...lens tu dah cut retina kamu...<br /><br /><br />*whAt!!aku Punya ketaq la*<br /><br />dia sambung g..bahaya ni...<br /><br />saya bagi ubat ya kat kamu...<br /><br /><br />bla3.......<br />ubat demam pon dia bagi(mata aku demam kowT)..<br /><br />part paling ngeri bila dia kata cni...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />2 hari lagi..<br /><br />kalo masih luka..<br /><br /><br />kamu akan...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />>????<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />ditahan ya...<br /><br /><br />gila toi...<br /><br /><br /><br />kamu kena masuk ward...kita buat surgery......<br /><br /><br /><br />sbb mata kamu dah luka...(ak ktaq gila)...<br /><br /><br /><br />and till now aku xtau pa kesudahan mata aku ni......adakah aku dapat pakai mata Fake lagi...<br /><br />fake...<br /><br />fake...<br /><br /><br />hahaha..doakan akuainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680842709222654054.post-12338662685062930892009-12-21T11:30:00.000-08:002009-12-21T11:51:47.300-08:00tinggal kenangan<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">oleh sebab x leh lelapkan mata..(sbb terbukak blog buaya-merah)*siey toi..ada gmbaq hantu..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span> </div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">aku pon terpaksa mengalihkan pndangan aku dengan bukak blog2 lama kawan2 aku...</span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">antara blog yg aku bukak..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">blog malin,anip,aten and seangkatan dgn diorg....</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">tapi dalam byk2 blog..aku plg salute blog anip...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">blog dia buat aku menangis dalam ktawa..*pa aku mencarut ni....</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">life aku dah banyak berubah since aku fly ke sabah...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">surroundin ak pun byk berubah...kdg2 aku wonder..aku ka yg buat perubahan ni..ataupun kami semua sedang berubah...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">seriously.kalau ditanya secara jujur...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">1.aku menyesal x g sabah?</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">aku akan cakap x......100%yakin</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">2.menyesal x tinggal law?</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">(sigh)....god brought me there..tp myb aku x layak untuk tu...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">3.kenapa aku berubah??</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">aku senirik pon tiada jawapan untuk tu...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">for me..being thre alone is a new experience for a typical girl like me...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">yea..aku ni jnis yg "homey type"...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">mama nak pegi mana..smua aku nak ikot..so did my dad...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">tp now...aku rasa...ada blesssing in disguise....</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">smua benda aku buat snrik...i mean..i have my allowance(xdala menyusahkan ayah n mama pas ni...tp takat sneakers spasang 2...boleh la kot...em...nike k>?muahaha..demanding)...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">bukan terdetik dihati nak belagak kuat...i mean belagak mcm aku ni so called miss independent..tp..i have to.....</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">aku dah xda pilihan...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">aku bknnya 100% change...tp aku dah rise and shine(eceh)..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">dah nmpak dah real aina..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">1.keras kepala</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">2.payah nak tolerate</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">3.x lembut hati..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">4.independent...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">5.outspoken..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">so sorry guys...if i had hurted your feelin..tp ni aina..im not the old me...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">bukan ena lama...yang org cakap A..ena ikot A...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">X...sekarang ni..ena dah nmpk realiti hidup.jatuh bangun...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">btol cakap my sis</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">(credit to kak alin)..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">=<span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;">Aina ni,naive sgt....xdak experience..fragile,susah nak terima kegagalan..susah nak accept the fate...hahaha...bla2</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">this is me....susah sgt aku nak berubah balik to old aina...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">maybe experience buat aku mcm ni....</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">aku x nafikan...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">i miss my old life..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">happy jer..cenyum memanjg...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">tp..bila apa yg aku rancang sudah berubah rentak...aku kena usaha untuk dapat beat yg baru...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">life ni mcm guitar jugak kekadang...bila tune lari..we have to re-tune it..ahaks..(<span style="color:#ffff00;">aku tau la..aku slalu melingkup guitar adik aku</span>...)..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"><strong>anyway...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">aku kena sedar...kena sedar...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">yg masa dah banyak berlalu...aku xbleh hidup dalam past ..sbb future tengah menunngu aku...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">satu soalan lagi if org tnya..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">penah menyesal x dengan masa silam aku..?<br /></span><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">i will straight away answer..never...experience is the best teacher...and aku xkan lupakan atau salahkan setiap individu yg terlibat dalam masa silam aku sbb aku tawu....god created us in a good way...</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">xoxo.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">miss ena</span></div>ainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680842709222654054.post-13572539265633820102009-12-20T04:33:00.000-08:002009-12-20T04:44:48.133-08:00CiNTA yANg sIrNATatkala pandangan mata masih sirna....hati masih alpa..mata mula berkata-kata....kebosanan melanda pabila atmosfera bilik masih kelam...keusangan malam telah membuatkan aku terdiam sejenak....hati ini masih belum tenang...wadah yg ingin dicerna masih blum dapat dilontar tatkala hati masih bingung...aku termanggu sendirian...melihat bingkai yg bersinar menghiasi kamar ini,hatiku masih ragu...adakah dia pilihanku....atau pun aku pilihannya.....aku masih termanggu....ku putuskan untuk berdiam....kebimbangan mula bertandang..hati mula terusik..dimanakah jejaka yang aku cari....destinasi memisahkan kami...namun aku masih mencari...kegelisahan mula mengusik jiwa pabila dia hilang di mata....<br />dimanakah dia??aku pasrah...tenggelam dek alam sndiri..aku terdiam lagi....kemanakah dia??dimanakah dia??hati ini kian alpa...mencari kehilangan dia...yang sirna di mata jiwa.....sirna dimata hati...<br />yarabbi..kembalikanla kasihku ini...setelah lama aku menanti erti cinta sebenar...yg aku rindui....<br /><br />-xoxo-<br />hati ini merindui......ainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680842709222654054.post-49511255210496107842009-12-19T01:06:00.000-08:002009-12-19T01:25:16.283-08:00sCrEAm Out LoUD<div align="center">i tear my heart open, I sew myself shut</div><div align="center">My weakness is that <span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"><strong>I care too much</strong></span></div><div align="center">And my scars remind me that the past is real</div><div align="center">I tear my heart open just to feel</div><div align="center">Drunk and I'm feeling down</div><div align="center">And I just wanna be alone...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">REcentLy Listened to this music....</div><div align="center">.............</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">.....my weakness is that i care too much...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">that is the real aina...i think org pun start rimas with me...ahaha...</div><div align="center">over??</div><div align="center">yeah..that is me....</div><div align="center">and im hurted...kalo org tu runaway from me...lolx</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">i mean it....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div>ainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680842709222654054.post-73234692408088808082009-12-18T08:45:00.000-08:002009-12-18T09:38:37.429-08:00Bila mata mula berbicara...<div align="center">the darkness of the nite begin to crawl slothly as the clock strikes 12..</div><div align="center">and im still here..gazing at the lappy screen...from now on,this would be my so-called-new-journey...(new resolution)..</div><br /><br /><div align="center">yeay...me..aina..hypertryper active girl yg dulunya lost..telah kembali..welcome back dear..(haha)...</div>im happy with my life..chaotic life....not that happy,but satisfied(yeah..itu words yg betol..ejakly)...aha.<br /><br />hmm...serious2....get back to the real world..<br /><br /><br />cna perasaan aku ek sekarang ni..<br />*susah nak describe dengan kata2..cause god knows the best*<br /><br /><br />tujuan aku reCreate blog aku ni..bukanla untuk menjatuhkan sesiapa....cuma nak menemansipasikan apa yg terbuku dalam hati...<br /><br />someone told me....*jan pendam perasaan..nanti susah*.<br /><br />and i do believe it..till now...<br /><br />bukan ingin mencari publisti murahan..tp ni mmg aku...<br /><br />real ainazafirah...extrovert...suka berkata-kata..<br /><br />so.. i am what i am..kita tutup cerita lama.cause the real me is just about to explode(due to the excssve of chocolate)...lolx..<br /><br />hmm..apa lagi..secara generalnya...i had changed....<br /><br />in my life..i learn to change<br /><br />from<br />spoilt-bratz to...miss independent..(as if i can)<br />malas to rajin(a lil bit)<br />narrow-minded to open minded(+ WAY)<br /><br />things that i like<br />________________<br /><br />1.org yg jujur..<br />2.pink..(pinkaholic)<br />3.FReedom..<br />4.music..(yeay...love it)<br />5.org yg accept aku seadanya(am i that bad??hmm)<br /><br /><br />things that i despite<br />______________<br />1.liar<br />2.animals..(dogs,cats,insects)<br />3.being alone<br />4.sakit(bende ni..despite kuasa 13)<br /><br /><br />and generaly aku suka menulis poem....serious..<br /><br />i wonder..<br />god..can i have back my old life.. i mean i want back the old me..the old ena...craving for the happinesss,..i want back my smile=)..i want back my laughter....i want it back...now im normal..being normal....but still..<br /><br />i love my new life..being loved,being accepted......<br /><br />so sorry if i had hurted some of my friends...(we are still cool as friends ryte)..<br /><br />and i think i had picked a ryte colour for my new lenses...<br /><br />grey..it will fit me best....ainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680842709222654054.post-32873452290784158932009-12-18T08:02:00.000-08:002009-12-18T08:13:21.626-08:00when me,myself and i start to being a narcistic girl....<div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;">blog..blog....blog...</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:arial;">me..myself and i..</span></div>okay..<br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">me-ainazafirah binti ahmad zubir</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">favourite colour-yea..yea..yea..pink</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">i used to have a blog..but..well..cerita lama..x matured..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">so..as a teacher trainee...i want to start a new-life...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">so here is my story</span>.</div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Emancipation Of Miss Aina..</strong></span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><span style="color:#000066;"></span>ainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340461044181892548noreply@blogger.com0