<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478</id><updated>2011-07-29T16:45:53.453+08:00</updated><category term='Enough is enough.'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='i love you =)'/><category term='gymming ouch.'/><category term='Doubledate'/><category term='Dok Dey Diy'/><category term='Dinni&apos;s birthday'/><category term='jealousy'/><category term='irritatingirritatingirritating'/><category term=';oAIrnyhqpo3w89uf'/><category term='randommmm'/><category term='9th'/><category term='you'/><category term='memories.'/><category term='Feelings'/><category term='2nd Year Anniversary.'/><category term='Twinny syg birthday'/><category term='ur just cute&quot;'/><category term='Happypill'/><category term='bf&apos;s rescue'/><category term='sweet nothings'/><category term='i got enough'/><category term='bad day'/><category term='zombie'/><category term='childhood days are over.'/><category term='birthdayboy'/><category term='happypill&apos;s surprise'/><category term='IM ANGRY LA OKAY'/><category term='Feeling down under'/><category term='&quot;ur not pretty'/><category term='thoughts.'/><category term='7th month.'/><category term='Love.'/><category term='Said Alan Hubby &quot;love u too&quot;..'/><category term='SnowCity'/><category term='sigh'/><category term='Vivo'/><category term='primary'/><category term='Hari raya'/><category term='23th month'/><category term='Hurmp.'/><category term='unimportant.'/><category term='fed-up.'/><category term='jadeddd'/><category term='pms coming that&apos;s why.'/><category term='idonnowhatthehelli&apos;mthinking.SHIT'/><category term='Mum'/><category term='random'/><category term='Limits'/><category term='3rd month'/><category term='wth.'/><category term='i hate.'/><category term='why?'/><category term='Lil Nadia'/><category term='FTT'/><category term='projects done.'/><category term='=)'/><category term='advnce celebration'/><category term='liars'/><category term='=/'/><category term='advance birthday celebration'/><category term='Vday'/><category term='twinny&apos;s surprise'/><category term='ty.'/><category term='mothers day'/><category term='Jemputan'/><category term='BABIBEERWINE TAK HALAL'/><category term='disgusting facts.'/><category term='6/04 12+am'/><category term='losers lecturers.'/><category term='Sis&apos;s birthday'/><category term='Mask'/><category term='sheesha is fun.'/><category term='sentosa'/><category term='sick'/><category term='stupid netball'/><category term='love'/><category term='lately..'/><title type='text'>NaD Heartz</title><subtitle type='html'>PhiWitt.. Tiz is my Life, My world, My identity..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1295</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-3721150155659640888</id><published>2009-11-15T19:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T18:57:41.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've moved. Goodbye &lt;a href="http://www.youurs-truly.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.youurs-truly.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello to my new baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sweetscent.onsugar.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;www.sweetscent.onsugar.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-3721150155659640888?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/3721150155659640888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=3721150155659640888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; i love the sleepover at Yana's Friday night, butterfly dress girls! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-862484045395982204?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/862484045395982204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=862484045395982204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/862484045395982204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/862484045395982204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/11/lets-do-that-again.html' title='Lets do that again.'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-1876405430734418384</id><published>2009-11-13T14:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T14:28:26.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyone have to watch 2012. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a great great movie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I teared because it scares me, and i teared again because it saddens me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-1876405430734418384?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/1876405430734418384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=1876405430734418384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/1876405430734418384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/1876405430734418384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/11/everyone-have-to-watch-2012.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=3213994065819718748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3213994065819718748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3213994065819718748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-moving-soon-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-2944933748063899676</id><published>2009-11-11T14:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T14:34:05.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sushi-ing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SvpZDMDcqdI/AAAAAAAABw8/uYQ_PogfWPs/s1600-h/CIMG0740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402728614294497746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SvpZDMDcqdI/AAAAAAAABw8/uYQ_PogfWPs/s320/CIMG0740.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mood was bad the whole day today, but when i see the pictures we took last night, it made me smile again. So the girls and i ate sushi for dinner and made a fool out of ourselves when we took self-timer pictures. &amp;amp; the bill sums up to nearly $80. But it was worth it lah. When are you joining us Dear Nur Atiqah? Me love my girlies so much. Friday we'll have lots of fun again okay? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-2944933748063899676?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/2944933748063899676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=2944933748063899676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/2944933748063899676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/2944933748063899676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/11/sushi-ing.html' title='sushi-ing'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SvpZDMDcqdI/AAAAAAAABw8/uYQ_PogfWPs/s72-c/CIMG0740.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-6643086053311643114</id><published>2009-11-10T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T23:36:12.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ego + Guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true, good looking guys are so full of themselves.Take my classmate for instance. Haven't talk to him for long, and the first topic he created was *passes his photo* and say, "look at the expression on my face, haha". -_- Oh gosh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why isn't there a good looking people with a great heart and personality around? Because once someone find their winning factor, they get proud, and forget everything else. End.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-6643086053311643114?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/6643086053311643114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=6643086053311643114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6643086053311643114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6643086053311643114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/11/ego-guys.html' title='Ego + Guys'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-7067547346253520551</id><published>2009-11-10T13:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T13:58:00.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The only way to make a person sleep with you,&lt;br /&gt;is to sleep with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm talking about kids here.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-7067547346253520551?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/7067547346253520551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=7067547346253520551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7067547346253520551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7067547346253520551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/11/only-way-to-make-person-sleep-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-563371393927683869</id><published>2009-11-08T13:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T15:00:51.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last 2 days ago, at Al Majlis. Again, no full strength. -_-&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SvZsFCN5LVI/AAAAAAAABw0/bNigHLB8KKQ/s1600-h/15570_173254938527_621388527_3031043_2775805_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401623636827778386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SvZsFCN5LVI/AAAAAAAABw0/bNigHLB8KKQ/s320/15570_173254938527_621388527_3031043_2775805_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; then i bumped into Ainiiiiiiiiiiiii! I miss this girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SvZsE2U0iNI/AAAAAAAABws/OrP2FyzlXVs/s1600-h/aini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401623633635608786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SvZsE2U0iNI/AAAAAAAABws/OrP2FyzlXVs/s320/aini.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every Thursday, Saturday and Sunday sucks (if i don't get to&lt;br /&gt;meet the boy), because i'll start missing like crazy. Damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-563371393927683869?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/563371393927683869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=563371393927683869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/563371393927683869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/563371393927683869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/11/every-thursday-saturday-and-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SvZsFCN5LVI/AAAAAAAABw0/bNigHLB8KKQ/s72-c/15570_173254938527_621388527_3031043_2775805_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-2711681023157671486</id><published>2009-11-08T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T09:47:32.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think dempsey hill's ben &amp;amp; jerry is prettaaaaaaaaaaaaay. But today is wasted! A WASTED DAY! AHHHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-2711681023157671486?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/2711681023157671486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=2711681023157671486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/2711681023157671486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/2711681023157671486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-think-dempsey-hills-ben-jerry-is.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-7681797587734372408</id><published>2009-11-07T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T17:14:27.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HATE WAITING. SOME PEOPLE STILL DON'T GET IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-7681797587734372408?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/7681797587734372408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=7681797587734372408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7681797587734372408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7681797587734372408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-hate-waiting.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-6639805743863344626</id><published>2009-11-04T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T23:09:58.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THIS FRIDAY NPS LOVELIES, PLEASE TRY TO MAKE IT ALRIGHT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAN'T WAIT FOR FRIDAY THE 13!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BABES MAKE IT HAPPEN ALRIGHT! I'LL TAKE NO NO FOR AN ANSWER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a big thanks to Cheryl darling sexy baby for the treat at Swensens! We should hang out and do something fun !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-6639805743863344626?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/6639805743863344626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=6639805743863344626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6639805743863344626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6639805743863344626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/11/cant-wait-for-friday-13-babes-make-it.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-7732702809252349229</id><published>2009-11-03T14:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T20:04:32.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Because you're acting on impulse &amp;amp; would regret later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would need to get more uncle tobi. Ok the kids are getting onto my nerves. Gotta run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you don't feel the time moving, it means you're enjoying every&lt;br /&gt;moment of it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SvAcBRkF_II/AAAAAAAABwc/3FK-vEWIZIk/s1600-h/CIMG0505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399846761437461634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SvAcBRkF_II/AAAAAAAABwc/3FK-vEWIZIk/s320/CIMG0505.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHE. I know righttt.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-7732702809252349229?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/7732702809252349229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=7732702809252349229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7732702809252349229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7732702809252349229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/11/because-youre-acting-on-impulse-would.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SvAcBRkF_II/AAAAAAAABwc/3FK-vEWIZIk/s72-c/CIMG0505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-5385688403248348545</id><published>2009-11-02T18:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T23:38:33.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Kids are the worst on a Monday. They forget how to behave, have a lot of catching up to do with one another &amp;amp; just misbehave lah. But i tell you, this kid is damn cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/Su648RIEu3I/AAAAAAAABwU/bOjBTcg2ZUA/s1600-h/CIMG0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399456348792732530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/Su648RIEu3I/AAAAAAAABwU/bOjBTcg2ZUA/s320/CIMG0281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I want to bring him home with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking about kids, because i'm really patient &amp;amp; much more matured, i will not retaliate to a 17 year old girl's nonsense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; how can i forget to post this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAPPY 20th birthday Darling!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SvGfvViFV8I/AAAAAAAABwk/YYBzEcacRe8/s1600-h/n612702897_1959546_19376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400273063776704450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SvGfvViFV8I/AAAAAAAABwk/YYBzEcacRe8/s320/n612702897_1959546_19376.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-5385688403248348545?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/5385688403248348545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=5385688403248348545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/5385688403248348545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/5385688403248348545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/11/kids.html' title='kids'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/Su648RIEu3I/AAAAAAAABwU/bOjBTcg2ZUA/s72-c/CIMG0281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-4456161040362859343</id><published>2009-11-01T02:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T03:14:26.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>At Night Safari. Bad idea. Crowded, raining &amp;amp; wasn't scary. 2 hours long of queing up for the Tram of Terror (which wasn't scary). Walaopun i did enjoy myself, this would be the first and the last. I want a real HORROR, not like this. Thumbs down. HAHA! Nanti nampak hantu betul kang baru tahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SuyK_PR_UYI/AAAAAAAABwM/t9L1rzCh3Q8/s1600-h/CIMG0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398842872348758402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SuyK_PR_UYI/AAAAAAAABwM/t9L1rzCh3Q8/s320/CIMG0479.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SuyK-yWJV9I/AAAAAAAABwE/f7MUDDOIXtQ/s1600-h/CIMG0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398842864581564370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SuyK-yWJV9I/AAAAAAAABwE/f7MUDDOIXtQ/s320/CIMG0489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SuyK-eY7VZI/AAAAAAAABv8/J6D-xOYEyKE/s1600-h/CIMG0476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398842859224520082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SuyK-eY7VZI/AAAAAAAABv8/J6D-xOYEyKE/s320/CIMG0476.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SuyK-DbQURI/AAAAAAAABv0/ULoSrOc5vIE/s1600-h/CIMG0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398842851986526482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SuyK-DbQURI/AAAAAAAABv0/ULoSrOc5vIE/s320/CIMG0504.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SuyK9rZbpEI/AAAAAAAABvs/GEwBMT1Sqvc/s1600-h/CIMG0499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398842845536429122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SuyK9rZbpEI/AAAAAAAABvs/GEwBMT1Sqvc/s320/CIMG0499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-4456161040362859343?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/4456161040362859343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=4456161040362859343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/4456161040362859343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/4456161040362859343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SuyK_PR_UYI/AAAAAAAABwM/t9L1rzCh3Q8/s72-c/CIMG0479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-1636357725233875307</id><published>2009-10-31T01:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T03:32:17.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>Aside from all the anger, I'm a confirmed staff &amp;amp; would be going my first aid course &amp;amp; DPT next year. WUHHUUUUUUUU! BACK TO SCHOOL! YEAYYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, the other time i almost land bf and myself in the hospital. So sorry. I'm still quite in shock whenever i think about the almost-accident incident. So i vowed never to drive Dad's car ever again. And now there are scratches on his baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-1636357725233875307?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/1636357725233875307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=1636357725233875307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/1636357725233875307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/1636357725233875307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/10/aside-from-all-anger-im-confirmed-staff.html' title='(:'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-85225332324569899</id><published>2009-10-31T01:26:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T03:23:50.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/Sus9CQ8kIeI/AAAAAAAABvk/81ZL9sYBRAo/s1600-h/DSC01894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398475687451697634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/Sus9CQ8kIeI/AAAAAAAABvk/81ZL9sYBRAo/s320/DSC01894.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nadiah As'ari is very worried, &amp;amp; will ask somebody to gang rape that bitch. FUCK. We'll be haunting you down mother fucker. FUCK FUCK YOU.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I swear i feel like disfiguring her already ugly face, punch &amp;amp; kick her until she bleeds. SHE DESERVES IT LAH. Cheat on somebody else, not my love ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; i don't know how to say this. In fact, i'm afraid to say anything. I don't understand why people play this kind of games. Yes, you gain money from it, but for how long will you make others suffer? Money isn't gonna make you happy shithead. But i hope all is good &amp;amp; will end soon. I shall wait for Sunday. And the most important thing we should do now is hold on to one another and look out for each other. I'm very worried. See, we talked till so late and i could see the amount of hatred and worries in their eyes. It makes me tear up. That girl will get her retribution for this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need opinions. Maybe our instinct is wrong, so we need opinions. Babes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-85225332324569899?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/85225332324569899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=85225332324569899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/85225332324569899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/85225332324569899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/10/nadiah-asari-is-very-worried-gonna-ask.html' title='alert'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/Sus9CQ8kIeI/AAAAAAAABvk/81ZL9sYBRAo/s72-c/DSC01894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-80973470922288234</id><published>2009-10-28T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:38:31.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tumpah seair betul.</title><content type='html'>SINGAPOREANS WHO VOTE FOR CHARLES &amp;amp; DUANE ARE SO DUMB. HAVE YOU NO EARS?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, parents of ____ confronted me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"If he's slow, then do try make the effort to educate him, since i can see you&lt;br /&gt;don't have much kids."  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO! I have 16 + 1 special children to educate, and all of them are making the effort to participate in class, and what is your son doing? Busy in his own world. What's worst, YOU only have 4 kids at home to educate, but are you making the effort? NO, your maid is taking care of all 4 of them. Goshh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-80973470922288234?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/80973470922288234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=80973470922288234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/80973470922288234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/80973470922288234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/10/tumpah-seair-betul.html' title='tumpah seair betul.'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-5687495121644897329</id><published>2009-10-28T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:04:29.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think i got a thing for guys who wear specs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-5687495121644897329?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/5687495121644897329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=5687495121644897329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/5687495121644897329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/5687495121644897329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-think-i-got-thing-for-guys-who-wear.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-8176297731278361467</id><published>2009-10-27T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T00:16:56.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I always get the tired side of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-8176297731278361467?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/8176297731278361467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=8176297731278361467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8176297731278361467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8176297731278361467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-always-get-tired-side-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-209400128498991920</id><published>2009-10-27T20:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T20:11:10.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;A leopard never change its spot. So,as the saying goes, i don't believe in&lt;br /&gt;changes. Just like kids, they can be very nice to you when you have a sweet in your hand, but once it's gone, they are back to what they were before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm tired &amp;amp; it's only Tuesday! SHIT. i'm a little half hearted about saturday. I'm afraid if it's too pack. Then it would really dampen my mood!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-209400128498991920?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/209400128498991920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=209400128498991920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/209400128498991920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/209400128498991920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/10/leopard-never-changes-its-spot.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-8957833135002441139</id><published>2009-10-26T19:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T22:36:35.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nahh, my boyfriend is better then yours, still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SuWzkyO-puI/AAAAAAAABvM/_UK0BDPQAQo/s1600-h/CIMG0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396917173014669026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SuWzkyO-puI/AAAAAAAABvM/_UK0BDPQAQo/s320/CIMG0318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SuWzlOR2EkI/AAAAAAAABvU/L0YGl9HB5m0/s1600-h/CIMG0328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396917180542882370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SuWzlOR2EkI/AAAAAAAABvU/L0YGl9HB5m0/s320/CIMG0328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway,Me love the meeting session on Saturday. Lets jumpe &amp;amp; bergembira more lah! &amp;amp; Anybody going Night Safari this Saturday?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-8957833135002441139?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/8957833135002441139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=8957833135002441139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8957833135002441139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8957833135002441139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/10/jealousy.html' title='Jealousy?'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SuWzkyO-puI/AAAAAAAABvM/_UK0BDPQAQo/s72-c/CIMG0318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-6161952322614250186</id><published>2009-10-23T22:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:44:08.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mutusamy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;That stupid Mutu's friend have no idea whats wrong with my lappy, and he deleted alot of my stuffs! Now my laptop's internet connection is still not working! IDIOT. I should send somebody to beat up that guy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Question: Why do exs always come into picture in a relationship ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking about relationship,We have reach our 10th!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SuRjCJYGDkI/AAAAAAAABu0/p2YqTLJZJjc/s1600-h/DSC02320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396547142024564290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SuRjCJYGDkI/AAAAAAAABu0/p2YqTLJZJjc/s320/DSC02320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; today's outing with the kids is to the hydroponic farm, which we looked at butterflies. (????? ade link?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SuRj0cB6fPI/AAAAAAAABvE/V9ypclxcDO4/s1600-h/CIMG0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396548006025264370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SuRj0cB6fPI/AAAAAAAABvE/V9ypclxcDO4/s320/CIMG0218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SuRjz-52u_I/AAAAAAAABu8/nE5XU7e0y08/s1600-h/CIMG0291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396547998206835698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SuRjz-52u_I/AAAAAAAABu8/nE5XU7e0y08/s320/CIMG0291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; ME EXCITED FOR DECEMBER. ((: HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-6161952322614250186?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/6161952322614250186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=6161952322614250186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6161952322614250186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6161952322614250186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/10/mutusamy.html' title='mutusamy'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SuRjCJYGDkI/AAAAAAAABu0/p2YqTLJZJjc/s72-c/DSC02320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-5072418555295765853</id><published>2009-10-22T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:17:24.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY STOMACHHHHHHHHH. MY STOMACHHHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-5072418555295765853?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/5072418555295765853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=5072418555295765853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/5072418555295765853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/5072418555295765853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-stomachhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-7582602228961153167</id><published>2009-10-21T19:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T19:28:43.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guy will always go back to the girls they once used, when they felt bored and needed that you know what. &amp;amp; these girls are silly to go back and get used over and over again. Not refering to anybody in particular. This is just what i notice. Agree?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-7582602228961153167?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/7582602228961153167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=7582602228961153167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7582602228961153167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7582602228961153167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/10/guy-will-always-go-back-to-girls-they.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-4189655901575999861</id><published>2009-10-17T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T15:51:10.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY BOYFRIEND IS MISSING IN ACTION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IDIOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-4189655901575999861?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/4189655901575999861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=4189655901575999861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/4189655901575999861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/4189655901575999861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-boyfriend-is-missing-in-action.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-3454493018638065525</id><published>2009-10-17T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T15:38:17.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>$ matter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What do you do IF you are just $500 richer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-3454493018638065525?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/3454493018638065525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=3454493018638065525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3454493018638065525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3454493018638065525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/10/matter.html' title='$ matter'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-6021608099081612073</id><published>2009-10-16T14:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T14:56:43.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I like the name Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;In consideration for my future sons name. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-6021608099081612073?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/6021608099081612073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=6021608099081612073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6021608099081612073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6021608099081612073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-like-name-daniel.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-6930488625550234830</id><published>2009-10-16T14:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T14:28:37.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marah2 sayang</title><content type='html'>Nari bukan hari aku. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aku bingit giler tadi tengah hari biler dapat khabar yang tak baik langsung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; one more thing, a BIG COCKROACH went up my hand while i'm putting a kid to sleep. GELI PLS. &amp;amp; could you please tell the mendaki or issit muis people to stop calling me because i'm not interested in going!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-6930488625550234830?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/6930488625550234830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=6930488625550234830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6930488625550234830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6930488625550234830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/10/marah2-sayang.html' title='Marah2 sayang'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-4597428013084346922</id><published>2009-10-11T22:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T23:36:14.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is for the 9th October</title><content type='html'>Late update, but it is a must. My darling's birthday. Our first surprise for her, and our first supper out together. Happy 20th birthday Nur Helviana! (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i know you're reading this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;). So, i met Cheryl under my blk, off to fetch Twinny to surprise the birthday girl. Alah, the pictures is with Twinny(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; wait lah forever to get it&lt;/span&gt;). But anyway, after the blowing out candles and everything, she rushed through her RJ, and off we go for supper. But we took forever to go out of the house because we're busy taking pictures, or acting insane, or just, plain waiting for Yana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/StH3FfFsxLI/AAAAAAAABus/W0N0n8tijPE/s1600-h/Photo0217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391361902556005554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/StH3FfFsxLI/AAAAAAAABus/W0N0n8tijPE/s320/Photo0217.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is love right here. Yana sneaked out of her house, well not exactly lah since she left a note. Then we went to Simpang Bedok's Spize to have our supper. Thanks to Cheryl for navigating the way. But no thanks to Cheryl and Yana, that we u-turn twice, at the same place. This Yana asked me to do a u-turn at a one way road, and this stupid followed her instructions (almost). And this Cheryl's confidence asked me to not enter the filter lane because she said it's only for u-turn (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but infact, we're suppose to enter that filter lane to turn right&lt;/span&gt;).   -____- So we ended up turning twice at the same spot. While we were busy laughing at our foolishness, Twinny is snoring away at the back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So we only manage to reach Spize at around 1+am. It really was a great meal. Great food, awesome company, what else can you ask for right? Made a commotion over a lizard, which excites the boys table beside us. Twinny having her deaf moment of her life. The lobster, crap, crayfish thing. And the best of the best lah, is the yana's shock + pity me face. Great day which only ended at 4+am. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;End of day, our only hope is that Helviana enjoys the day! We cinta you alot. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-4597428013084346922?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/4597428013084346922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=4597428013084346922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/4597428013084346922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/4597428013084346922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-for-9th-october.html' title='This is for the 9th October'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/StH3FfFsxLI/AAAAAAAABus/W0N0n8tijPE/s72-c/Photo0217.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-7846560372201656930</id><published>2009-10-11T01:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T01:55:13.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you feel it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/StDHKBSqxyI/AAAAAAAABuk/trJsKdI6-fM/s1600-h/IMG_2745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391027728921839394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/StDHKBSqxyI/AAAAAAAABuk/trJsKdI6-fM/s320/IMG_2745.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1st with a love one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You don't know you're with the best, until your friend tells you. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AHH, it's so shocking to know that i was the oldest girl among the 3 of us just now. Saddening. 20 20 20 20 20 20 20 20, and in about 5 months time, i'll be 21.&lt;br /&gt;Am too tired to eleborate on the day. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-7846560372201656930?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/7846560372201656930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=7846560372201656930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7846560372201656930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7846560372201656930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-you-feel-it.html' title='When you feel it.'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/StDHKBSqxyI/AAAAAAAABuk/trJsKdI6-fM/s72-c/IMG_2745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-7734823590085407783</id><published>2009-10-07T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T22:07:39.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm always unhappy and grumpy these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-7734823590085407783?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/7734823590085407783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=7734823590085407783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7734823590085407783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7734823590085407783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-always-unhappy-and-grumpy-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-1913568003351135873</id><published>2009-10-06T22:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T22:48:44.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Because i can't sleep, and since i'm waiting for somebody, i shall show something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My car (which is small and tiny and old and whatever but me still love it) have already changed its colour to my favourite favourite red! Yey to that! Ok la, it have changed its colour for some time already, but i kept forgetting about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SstWIUmtGOI/AAAAAAAABuc/cvakF--L_qY/s1600-h/IMG_2551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389496080048920802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SstWIUmtGOI/AAAAAAAABuc/cvakF--L_qY/s320/IMG_2551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm getting sick of the kids even though they are very cute. Honestly, i haven't been teaching them anything this week. At least i made them remember how to spell 0 till 5. That's okay rite? You know what's the best news ever this week? Everyone of my nursery kids are getting sick, till only 12/17 people came to school, and i send 2 home today &amp;amp; i'm still wishing more would be sick so i don't have to take care of so many kids all alone since itu cina on leave. Fantastic teacher am i not? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need my sleep already. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-1913568003351135873?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/1913568003351135873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=1913568003351135873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/1913568003351135873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/1913568003351135873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/10/red.html' title='RED'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SstWIUmtGOI/AAAAAAAABuc/cvakF--L_qY/s72-c/IMG_2551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-9195905702928711620</id><published>2009-10-04T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T00:02:47.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October already</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/Ssi9RSV6FPI/AAAAAAAABuU/jOZWe8RyrfY/s1600-h/DSC_1765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388765058827949298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/Ssi9RSV6FPI/AAAAAAAABuU/jOZWe8RyrfY/s320/DSC_1765.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cried watching Ps:I love you today. &amp;amp; today, i went out with just my sister after soooo long. I can't wait for her to be all grown up, then we can hang out at night for talks and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-9195905702928711620?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/9195905702928711620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=9195905702928711620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/9195905702928711620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/9195905702928711620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothing-compared-to-this.html' title='October already'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/Ssi9RSV6FPI/AAAAAAAABuU/jOZWe8RyrfY/s72-c/DSC_1765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-3921141054322845305</id><published>2009-10-04T16:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T16:36:39.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm done with school, started working..&lt;br /&gt;Left with enjoying my lil bits of life, and then i can get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Why issit people are getting married at a younger age?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Cause people are getting more and more gatal and miang at an early age.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-3921141054322845305?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/3921141054322845305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=3921141054322845305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3921141054322845305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3921141054322845305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-done-with-school-started-working.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-5082472719585749121</id><published>2009-10-03T16:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T16:55:07.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Movie marathon shortens the catching up time with your partner, flattens&lt;br /&gt;your butt, stiffen your body, and makes time flies by faster then usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-5082472719585749121?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/5082472719585749121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=5082472719585749121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/5082472719585749121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/5082472719585749121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/10/movie-marathon-shortens-catching-up.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-8550089165376582984</id><published>2009-09-27T00:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T00:50:19.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Time happens to be the factor here.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-8550089165376582984?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/8550089165376582984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=8550089165376582984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8550089165376582984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8550089165376582984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-happens-to-be-factor-here.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-9032158732648397766</id><published>2009-09-24T01:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:59:06.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHA!</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Boyfriend fell off his bike while checking "blind spot"(dengan melampaunyer). &amp;amp; instead of helping him up, i laughed from the minute he fall till i'm home, and i'm still laughing while typing this. HAHAHAHHAHAHA! Kesian matairku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHHHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHA! What kind of gf am i. -__- But....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry darling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-9032158732648397766?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/9032158732648397766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=9032158732648397766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/9032158732648397766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/9032158732648397766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/09/haha.html' title='HAHA!'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-7943792041541727509</id><published>2009-09-23T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T18:29:25.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get too excited for something that haven't happen. Else it won't happen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't assume things that you were never sure of.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Two things i'm guilty of today. ): &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-7943792041541727509?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/7943792041541727509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=7943792041541727509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7943792041541727509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7943792041541727509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-get-too-excited-for-something-that.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-8758705773756798259</id><published>2009-09-22T20:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:03:37.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SrjEXONDSNI/AAAAAAAABuM/2G7gOcgWPOw/s1600-h/DSC_0539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384269257750300882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SrjEXONDSNI/AAAAAAAABuM/2G7gOcgWPOw/s320/DSC_0539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you Aril for i love this pic lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I haven't buy my punjabi suit. How to go raya with my nps lovelies? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know why i still do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh i'm meeting matair gue tomorrow. Jalan rayaaaa. Couple coupleee. I tak pernah uuu! HAHA! abeh excited. But i'm more excited to meet my Zhulian friends! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-8758705773756798259?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/8758705773756798259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=8758705773756798259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8758705773756798259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8758705773756798259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-havent-buy-my-punjabi-suit.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SrjEXONDSNI/AAAAAAAABuM/2G7gOcgWPOw/s72-c/DSC_0539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-8286508859656078476</id><published>2009-09-21T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T23:39:21.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They say distance makes the heart grow fonder. I say distance makes the heart shrink &amp;amp; forget."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-8286508859656078476?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/8286508859656078476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=8286508859656078476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8286508859656078476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8286508859656078476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/09/they-say-distance-makes-heart-grow.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-1262903440572787654</id><published>2009-09-21T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T23:35:41.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I love digging my ears. Do you?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-1262903440572787654?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/1262903440572787654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=1262903440572787654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/1262903440572787654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/1262903440572787654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-digging-my-ears.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-7378219842325070506</id><published>2009-09-21T16:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T23:16:10.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two face</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Don't come to us, and call us a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; because you're expecting something in return. And once you got it, you push us aside again, and gossip behind our backs.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i'm all grown up, i'm not gonna let it happen again. Two face bitches. I'm so angry today and i hate it. Can i meet my boy please. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-7378219842325070506?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/7378219842325070506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=7378219842325070506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7378219842325070506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7378219842325070506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-come-to-us-and-call-us-family.html' title='Two face'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-6991608143741782050</id><published>2009-09-20T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T22:22:17.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so great raya.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I dislike raya this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;+ i got fined first time on 1st day of raya somemore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;+ a pimple is about to grow on my nose. Idiot. What great timing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;RAHHHHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Why are there so many purples this year!??! So annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-6991608143741782050?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/6991608143741782050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=6991608143741782050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6991608143741782050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6991608143741782050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-so-great-raya.html' title='Not so great raya.'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-9112635494739339074</id><published>2009-09-19T13:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T00:58:59.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's your birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;18 September, Bf's 21st birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SrewrpAVqOI/AAAAAAAABuE/ANHRC7cjmlc/s1600-h/DSC_0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383966143332853986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SrewrpAVqOI/AAAAAAAABuE/ANHRC7cjmlc/s320/DSC_0544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to feign an illness. But i really got sick once i got to the polyclinic. I started vomiting and had diarrhea. Aiya. My whole plan of the day was cancelled also. Never mind about that. Met the birthday boy, went to town with his cousin, and that's when i felt even worst please. My stomach wasn't feeling well at all. I wanted to vomit and shit at the same time lah. But i still walk and followed them in search of pants. Halfway i gave up and went to the toilet.. Imagine vomiting just brown dirty water, and shitting just brown dirty water too? -_- All this just got to be the masala dosai's fault at kamalas. boohoO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt bad lah the whole day. It's his birthday and I'm even wishing to be home because i was unwell. I destroyed his birthday by being sick, and got him worried. I didn't get to eat the delicious food served at lao pa sat, instead i was slurping on tasteless porridge. I felt bad that i wasn't all hyped up and wasn't entertaining him. Tsk tsk. Nevertheless i hope the birthday boy enjoys his birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, at least i felt the care and concern that i thought i would never felt from him. (: Suker kan. Like this i want to be sick lah everyday. haha kental. Anyway, tomorrow is hari raya! and i haven't buy the right bra for my hari raya clothes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-9112635494739339074?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/9112635494739339074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=9112635494739339074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/9112635494739339074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/9112635494739339074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-your-birthday.html' title='it&apos;s your birthday'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SrewrpAVqOI/AAAAAAAABuE/ANHRC7cjmlc/s72-c/DSC_0544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-1928740551111871271</id><published>2009-09-12T23:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T23:43:21.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>complex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SqvAfAP9yBI/AAAAAAAABts/_UDkvfvdQrE/s1600-h/Image0527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380605818699630610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SqvAfAP9yBI/AAAAAAAABts/_UDkvfvdQrE/s320/Image0527.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it gets so simple and perfect, things get in the way and make everything swirl. We ponder to ourselves why, but we never get the answer. The answer is within ourselves. It's either we learn and make the effort to make things right or push it away to the other end of the room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh I don't see much kelap-kelip anymore! Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-1928740551111871271?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/1928740551111871271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=1928740551111871271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/1928740551111871271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/1928740551111871271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/09/complex.html' title='complex'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SqvAfAP9yBI/AAAAAAAABts/_UDkvfvdQrE/s72-c/Image0527.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-5715559834727183115</id><published>2009-09-11T14:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T15:00:53.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST</title><content type='html'>Sometimes we have to look at things in a bigger picture. That's what i learn yesterday. Yesterday was shiokness and belo , and shiokness &amp;amp; belo was yesterday. But it's not fair that i didn't get to sheesha much because if i were to do so, we would end up in an accident. We got lost on the way to Bugis, lost again to look for Atm machine, lost to Haji Lane, and lost on the way home. LOST, but not for long. Heh. I should learn my directions. And yesterday was the first time 3 of us got home at 1.30am together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stil fresh and hungry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SqnxGj3tS0I/AAAAAAAABtk/jD9P8NQUuUE/s1600-h/Image0526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380096324881173314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SqnxGj3tS0I/AAAAAAAABtk/jD9P8NQUuUE/s320/Image0526.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-5715559834727183115?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/5715559834727183115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=5715559834727183115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/5715559834727183115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/5715559834727183115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/09/lost.html' title='LOST'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SqnxGj3tS0I/AAAAAAAABtk/jD9P8NQUuUE/s72-c/Image0526.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-7930894187507410782</id><published>2009-09-10T16:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T16:27:38.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i miss you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-7930894187507410782?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/7930894187507410782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=7930894187507410782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7930894187507410782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7930894187507410782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-2222743559387134181</id><published>2009-09-08T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T20:56:15.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MyDanish.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This kid will grow up to be a cute and good looking boy. Very cute la please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SqZS7Vm8uiI/AAAAAAAABtc/SE8c9iiyXpo/s1600-h/DSC02230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379077984306903586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SqZS7Vm8uiI/AAAAAAAABtc/SE8c9iiyXpo/s320/DSC02230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Clementi. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-2222743559387134181?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/2222743559387134181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=2222743559387134181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/2222743559387134181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/2222743559387134181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/09/mydanish.html' title='MyDanish.'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SqZS7Vm8uiI/AAAAAAAABtc/SE8c9iiyXpo/s72-c/DSC02230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-2094400735629107714</id><published>2009-09-07T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T20:45:19.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing better.</title><content type='html'>I'm looking forward to Thursday, and i hope nothing comes along the way(though i have a feeling something would). Eh, i can't believe hari raya is next week! (i only realise it when i read Yasmin's Fb status, hehe) ! The house is not ready, not painted, no furniture, no furnish, no kuih raya. Where's the raya spirit people?! No raya spirit? Oh and guess what, baju raya ku udah di alter bagi muat badanku, TETAPI, itu nyonya ah, alter sampai ketat sangat ah, sampai wa punya badan kalau mahu masuk ah, wa kena breath in deep deep, and bagi wa punya perut senak lei. WALAO. i need to diet before raya then. -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-2094400735629107714?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/2094400735629107714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=2094400735629107714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/2094400735629107714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/2094400735629107714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/09/nothing-better.html' title='nothing better.'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-8958663987641007295</id><published>2009-09-05T12:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T12:59:39.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i haven't been meeting up with my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i missed them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Twinny, Yana, Diy, Min, Fiqah, Cheryl, Siti, Sabby, Nps Lovelies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life's so hard now that we're all working in different place,at different time. aiya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-8958663987641007295?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/8958663987641007295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=8958663987641007295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8958663987641007295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8958663987641007295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/09/friends.html' title='Friends.'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-8384056955097329450</id><published>2009-09-01T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T23:45:40.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My boyfriend is disgusting,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; this stupid love that disgusting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like looking at boys who aren't nerdy but looked nerdy you know you know you knowwwww. Cannot take it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-8384056955097329450?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/8384056955097329450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=8384056955097329450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8384056955097329450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8384056955097329450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/09/smile.html' title='smile'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-6370254970561812606</id><published>2009-08-31T19:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:44:11.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Teachers Day to all the teachers out there.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/Spu6lRo4Z9I/AAAAAAAABtE/nWeKmnlbHQE/s1600-h/happyteachersday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376095729749616594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/Spu6lRo4Z9I/AAAAAAAABtE/nWeKmnlbHQE/s320/happyteachersday.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SpvhCkoysaI/AAAAAAAABtU/xTyMSedEMXw/s1600-h/IMG_2526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376138014507577762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SpvhCkoysaI/AAAAAAAABtU/xTyMSedEMXw/s320/IMG_2526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With love, Miss Nadiah. Thank you kids. The last kid in the picture there, Danielle, kissed me. HAHA. I felt so paisey please. &amp;amp; the best gift for the day is how they all made me angry that i couldn't be bothered to entertain them at all. And i actually said to one of them " i don't want to talk to you anymore, so go away". -_- I've become one of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, Yesterday my boy allowed me to do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/Spvc_tp-edI/AAAAAAAABtM/lMbhS9C4U_c/s1600-h/DSC02221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376133567342344658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/Spvc_tp-edI/AAAAAAAABtM/lMbhS9C4U_c/s320/DSC02221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Suker suker? Retarded boy and a happy sangat girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-6370254970561812606?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/6370254970561812606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=6370254970561812606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6370254970561812606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6370254970561812606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/08/thank-you.html' title='Thank you.'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/Spu6lRo4Z9I/AAAAAAAABtE/nWeKmnlbHQE/s72-c/happyteachersday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-6452055748152957885</id><published>2009-08-28T14:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T14:46:37.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's my first day of fasting, and i almost cannot tahan already because i berak right after i ate my sahur. ): What's worst, I had to stay up till 7pm today ALONE with my little "angels". Cobaan. BUT. TOMORROW IS SATURDAY ALREADY. HURRAY! And teachers day is coming. Hurray jugak lah. Eh final destination is out. I wanna watch lah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-6452055748152957885?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/6452055748152957885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=6452055748152957885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6452055748152957885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6452055748152957885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-666849435898717936</id><published>2009-08-27T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T14:53:32.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You don't need a reason to love somebody,&lt;br /&gt;but you need a situation to make you realise you love that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past two days have been bad and painful but it wakes me up with a few things i didn't know myself. See, doesn't mean something bad happen had to be bad all the way. Sometimes it gives you a wake up call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for the first time in my life yesterday i drove in a pool of water, in a super heavy rain and to sentosa at night. I think that's the only time when sentosa is empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm very stress now because i still can't manage the kids, and this one kid isn't afraid of me, and isn't listening to me either. So i'm so fed up that i feel like slaping his face i swearrrrrrrrrr! I need to do retail theraphy to ease my tension! AHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ps; i like the way you kiss my forehead before i left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-666849435898717936?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/666849435898717936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=666849435898717936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/666849435898717936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/666849435898717936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-dont-need-reason-to-love-somebody.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-3546824767525175505</id><published>2009-08-25T20:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T20:31:42.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM SO ANGRY</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HATE EMPTY WORDS, EMPTY PROMISES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-3546824767525175505?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/3546824767525175505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=3546824767525175505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3546824767525175505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3546824767525175505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-so-angry.html' title='I AM SO ANGRY'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-7671508076424209641</id><published>2009-08-22T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T17:43:29.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/So-8thcOmAI/AAAAAAAABs8/2cMisa6NzQQ/s1600-h/DSC02170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/So-8thcOmAI/AAAAAAAABs8/2cMisa6NzQQ/s320/DSC02170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372720370733193218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how buncit i can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/So-8tPVybmI/AAAAAAAABs0/zJznHvoD26g/s1600-h/Image0367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/So-8tPVybmI/AAAAAAAABs0/zJznHvoD26g/s320/Image0367.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372720365874343522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Met my two babes yesterday. Too bad the shop was closed, so twinny didn't get what she wanted. But all is good. We need to go to the beach or some holiday together! They are friends i can't replace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/So-8sRLVUcI/AAAAAAAABss/iGFX2h5E6qY/s1600-h/DSC02166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/So-8sRLVUcI/AAAAAAAABss/iGFX2h5E6qY/s320/DSC02166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372720349187494338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's the indian kid i blogged about. Muker macam nak sepak right. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah. this is so random. But i have nothing else to do after cleaning the room, changing my bedsheet, sending my brother, and now wait for buker even though i'm not fasting. -_-  Anybody knows any nice place to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-7671508076424209641?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/7671508076424209641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=7671508076424209641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7671508076424209641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7671508076424209641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/08/pictures.html' title='pictures'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/So-8thcOmAI/AAAAAAAABs8/2cMisa6NzQQ/s72-c/DSC02170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-6820220624312206737</id><published>2009-08-21T14:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T14:41:36.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UP &lt;/strong&gt;was my first 3D movie, and I LOVE IT. It surprises me how a cartoon can almost make me tear. Go watch it! I'll rate it 5/5!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think i'm a very bias teacher. I hate this one boy who seems so nice at my first day, but he ended up to be a monster in disguise. Idiot siak. i wish i can st_angle him! Whereas i will hug this indian boy who is also a monster WITH a good heart. AHHH! aku geram tau budak2 ni tak tahu nak tido! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-6820220624312206737?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/6820220624312206737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=6820220624312206737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6820220624312206737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6820220624312206737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/08/up.html' title='UP'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-6811572636026783709</id><published>2009-08-18T14:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T14:53:03.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;yesterday i told myself i'm gonna stay at home. But i didn't. I met my darling, Yana. It seems so long since i last seen her, and the time spent is definately not enough. There's so much to tell but so little time. I would expect Nur Atiqah to join us the next meet up! GRR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sleeeeeeeeeeeepyyyyyyyyyyyy. HELPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-6811572636026783709?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/6811572636026783709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=6811572636026783709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6811572636026783709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6811572636026783709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesterday-i-told-myself-im-gonna-stay.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-8089445474175020636</id><published>2009-08-17T14:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T14:30:32.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TODAY WHEN I'M HOME FROM WORK, I'M GONNA STAY AT HOME, WATCH SUCI, AND &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SLEEP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I'M SO TIRED OF GOING OUT EVERYDAY AFTER WORK LAST WEEK.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chao Laoshi graded my teaching at 98/100 just now. yeahhh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally i get to go to Henderson Waves! It's a very very very relaxing and peaceful place. Me likey very much. I should go there with my girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-8089445474175020636?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/8089445474175020636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=8089445474175020636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8089445474175020636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8089445474175020636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/08/sleep.html' title='sleep'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-8361297155609044306</id><published>2009-08-12T13:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T18:35:13.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SoKm7Kex_GI/AAAAAAAABsc/qZe2AyZgJ0g/s1600-h/DSC02152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369037241135004770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SoKm7Kex_GI/AAAAAAAABsc/qZe2AyZgJ0g/s320/DSC02152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's only been a few days, and i've already destroyed my car. -__- I'm in school now and i'm freaking bored because the kids are sleeping, and i'm not suppose to sleep along too i guess, but one of the teachers followed suit. Maybe i should too. The chinese teacher would be on mc for 2 days. Great, now i can teach the kids stupid things, or... don't teach at all! And FYI i didn't get to watch my fireworks because of this guy and his friends. RAHHH! But i guess to make it up, we watched G.I joe. Not that great lah for a girl who likes chic flicks movies. Nyehhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SoKm7nn8H3I/AAAAAAAABsk/rm4g2grgkXo/s1600-h/DSC02156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369037248958046066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SoKm7nn8H3I/AAAAAAAABsk/rm4g2grgkXo/s320/DSC02156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh and Happy happy belated birthday to my girls Diy and Twinny. It's a little sad how we didn't get to celebrate it for the first time this year, but as long as we remember it, it's fine. we'll meet soon ok!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-8361297155609044306?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/8361297155609044306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=8361297155609044306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8361297155609044306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8361297155609044306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/08/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SoKm7Kex_GI/AAAAAAAABsc/qZe2AyZgJ0g/s72-c/DSC02152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-3899468944834297449</id><published>2009-08-07T23:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T23:22:11.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>((((((: Shalalala!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mr As'ari brought Nadiah a car! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im a lucky girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-3899468944834297449?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/3899468944834297449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=3899468944834297449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3899468944834297449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3899468944834297449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/08/shalalala-its-so-nice-to-be-happy.html' title='((((((: Shalalala!'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-4578931408248897217</id><published>2009-08-05T18:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T18:26:21.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hancurz</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I placed so much trust, so much hope, but i got disappointment back in return. I don't know anymore if i could trust you after this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There is nothing worst than this. Nothing have made me feel this worst. AHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-4578931408248897217?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/4578931408248897217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=4578931408248897217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/4578931408248897217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/4578931408248897217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/08/hancur-musnah-hati.html' title='Hancurz'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-2113850633813990583</id><published>2009-08-02T16:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T16:41:48.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of Zhulian. Fresh start.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SnVLOE_UObI/AAAAAAAABsE/wjGCMz9rF7o/s1600-h/DSC02119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365277236311374258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SnVLOE_UObI/AAAAAAAABsE/wjGCMz9rF7o/s320/DSC02119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'VE FINALLY ENDED MY MISERY. GOODBYE MAKCIKS,PAKCIKS, KAKAKS AND ABANGS. I'M NOT GONNA STEP IN THERE ANYMORE. BECAUSE OF THAT WORK I FALL SICK TWICE THIS MONTH! NOW I'M FREE LIKE A BIRD. I CAN GO TO NETBALL! I CAN HAVE MY LIFE BACK! I CAN HAVE MY WEEKENDS BACK! OH, AND MOLLY(Assistant Manager), YOU SUCK FOR TALKING RUDELY TO MY MOTHER. I WISH YOU GET FIRED SOON BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, on a thursday i came to work, i was wearing double pants, the coat and shirt and all lah, because i was feeling cold due to the high fever i was having. And the Admin Staff asked me why i wore double, and i told her lah i was having fever, and right on time Molly came. Then i told them i actually got 3 days Mc but i decided to still go to work because i pity them no staff. So on Friday i gave the resignation letter (fyi, on friday i was already half-conscious while working because my head was spinning), Got home in a cab because i was super weak, and woke up the next morning only to be greeted with a bad news from the medical checkup. So after everything, told my mum i am really very tired of working, and that i needed my rest..So my mum called Molly, and you know what she saidddd.. She said i didn't tell her i have 3 days MC. Idiot anot this woman. Then she scolded my mum and out of frustration, my mum scare the shit out of her just by saying "NOW MY DAUGHTER IS SUSPECTED OF H1N1! YOU STILL WANT HER TO COME WORK!!!??" HAHAHAHHHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, HELLO NEW WORK That would force me to put up with shits and complains! hahahahahha. Yesterday i went karaoke with Afiq and friends. I tell you, if anybody who have been to the karaoke with me, you'll be laughing when you see Afiq sing. It's a CLONE of me! Like how i will always choose songs that will requires some shouting, Like just shouting thoughout the whole song, like singing till you can't breathe.-__-. HAHAHAHHAHHAHA. Nur Atiqah, i want out karaoke videos please. Can i have it pleaseeeeee?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-2113850633813990583?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/2113850633813990583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=2113850633813990583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/2113850633813990583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/2113850633813990583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/08/end-of-zhulian-fresh-start.html' title='The End of Zhulian. Fresh start.'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SnVLOE_UObI/AAAAAAAABsE/wjGCMz9rF7o/s72-c/DSC02119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-3250012959592054574</id><published>2009-07-31T10:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T12:29:35.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39.4 degree celcius&lt;/strong&gt;. That was my body temperature 2 days ago at 11+pm. Off to TTSH, and got a 3 days Mc. But here i am preparing to go to work. There is no point for Mc if you're working in such an idiot place. Wish me luck in giving my resignation letter lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-3250012959592054574?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/3250012959592054574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=3250012959592054574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3250012959592054574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3250012959592054574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/07/39.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-2672057730180706762</id><published>2009-07-27T12:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T12:03:10.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuck still.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHAT DO I WANT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MAYBE IT'S TRUE I SHOULDN'T FOLLOW WHAT MY PARENTS WANT ME TO DO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then howwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. i don't know what i want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-2672057730180706762?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/2672057730180706762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=2672057730180706762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/2672057730180706762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/2672057730180706762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/07/stuck-still.html' title='stuck still.'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-435533686083070887</id><published>2009-07-24T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T00:54:35.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random, cos am (:</title><content type='html'>I miss my girlfriends so freaking much, and i am so so so happy that we're gonna finally meet each other up tomorrow! &amp;amp; how lame that i'll be working from 7-10pm tomorrow, cos my assistant manager refuses to let me off. Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i served a makcik who smells like ketiak yang basah, busuk and tak basuh for many days. YUCKS. I could hardly breathe pleaseeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for pay to roll in, cos i have a list of things to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go Dentist! (IMPORTANT!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make my ic (IMPORTANT!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lazy lah to type&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-435533686083070887?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/435533686083070887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=435533686083070887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/435533686083070887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/435533686083070887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-cos-am.html' title='random, cos am (:'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-632762277759838513</id><published>2009-07-24T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T00:39:31.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the first time.</title><content type='html'>Ours isn't an all sweet, full of surprises, or even honeyed words relationship. We suck at that. In fact, we've never really been sweet to one another. But we like it like that. Cos we'll get disgusted if any of us tries to be sweet. Weird. But i like it like that. You see, this guy that i've been seeing for 7 months now, is in the category of guys i'll never imagine myself with. But i like it like that. It gives me the thrill to feel something totally different than what you've always dream and imagine and want. Thrill, and different. Maybe that's how i should describe this relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week or so ago, A gave me a surprise. For the first time ever.&lt;br /&gt;Today, i drew a portrait of A. For the first time ever doing something for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it would change to be a sweet relationship afterall eh Awak?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-632762277759838513?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/632762277759838513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=632762277759838513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/632762277759838513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/632762277759838513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-first-time.html' title='For the first time.'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-7139742352887237968</id><published>2009-07-21T13:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T13:26:56.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy sangat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WUHUUUUU!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-7139742352887237968?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/7139742352887237968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=7139742352887237968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7139742352887237968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7139742352887237968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-sangat.html' title='Happy sangat.'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-1003182212022337735</id><published>2009-07-20T12:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T12:14:47.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move move Nadiah, move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need to go shopping. Eh, why is time moving so fast! ahhhhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-1003182212022337735?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/1003182212022337735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=1003182212022337735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/1003182212022337735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/1003182212022337735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/07/move-move-move-move-move-move-move-move.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-3851337312790906811</id><published>2009-07-19T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T21:44:01.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sad, sad, sad&lt;/span&gt; girl/lady now. I'll just watch Heroes season 3 to cheer myself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-3851337312790906811?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/3851337312790906811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=3851337312790906811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3851337312790906811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3851337312790906811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_19.html' title='):'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-3663258125534048908</id><published>2009-07-18T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T21:44:41.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;If you're planning to watch Harry Potter &amp;amp; the Half blood prince, please think twice.  I got so disappointed at the end of show that you know.. I kept thinking why was the ending so upsetting. If Dumbledore was so powerful, how come he died just like that? So dumb. But i must comment on the effect and visuals. Very nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm quitting my job. By end of the month. Congratulate me people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-3663258125534048908?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/3663258125534048908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=3663258125534048908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3663258125534048908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3663258125534048908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-youre-planning-to-watch-harry-potter.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-5113082760831450665</id><published>2009-07-17T02:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T02:51:14.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have u?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt a burst of emotions running through you when you met someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt at peace, like nothing else matters when that same someone is around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you felt like it was worth it to be crushed and torn into pieces over and over again, and got all healed up with a simple smile on that same old someone's face? &lt;strong&gt;Have you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you felt the same feeling you felt when you first touch that someone, put your arms around, and kiss that same same someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt like crying just over the slightest thing that that someone says/does? Be it it's happy tears or sad ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there are questions that can never be answered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-5113082760831450665?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/5113082760831450665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=5113082760831450665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/5113082760831450665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/5113082760831450665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/07/have-u.html' title='Have u?'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-5232187509091196514</id><published>2009-07-16T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:28:46.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I need a short getaway.. Anyone wanna join me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I raise my voice at my dad for the first time today, because of her. I felt bad because my dad was about to ask me something nice. I'm sure he is upset. Should i sms him an apology? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on 2 days mc. But i debated with my parents about going to work. End of day, my parents won, so i heed their advice to stay home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And i'm about to take a VERY important test this Tuesday and im worried about it. How?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-5232187509091196514?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/5232187509091196514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=5232187509091196514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/5232187509091196514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/5232187509091196514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/07/bad-day.html' title='Bad day.'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-3811488144417356173</id><published>2009-07-16T17:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T17:53:35.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW.</title><content type='html'>Now that i know my parents sympathized me because of my stupid job and they are asking me to quit, i'm seriously considering it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;because it's situated 1 and a half hour away from home,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;because i got no time for myself and for the family.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;because i hafta go home late at night, on a bike.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;because they know i'm still young and needs some time to have fun instead of being cooped up in the office.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;because... just because they can see their daughter is getting wringkles and pimples because of this job.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now i know why workplace have alot of staff quitting. -_____- My mum requested me to sit at home for a week or so just to enjoy my life to the fullest. I should... But tell me, how to quit when they seriously are in need of staff? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-3811488144417356173?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/3811488144417356173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=3811488144417356173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3811488144417356173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3811488144417356173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/07/how.html' title='HOW.'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-6354244734188075179</id><published>2009-07-07T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T01:33:43.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Excited for tomorrow or should i say, later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's funny how after all these time, i'm still  feeling all jittery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-6354244734188075179?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/6354244734188075179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=6354244734188075179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6354244734188075179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6354244734188075179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-986465221387220543</id><published>2009-07-05T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T18:42:34.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Today after i left work, my collegue tell me my float is short of $50. Which means to say, i hafta pay back $50 lah. CB. how can that be! i didn't give any extra money to anybody whatttttttttttttttttttttttt. AHHHHHHH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-986465221387220543?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/986465221387220543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=986465221387220543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/986465221387220543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/986465221387220543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-after-i-left-work-my-collegue.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-8155472186203079204</id><published>2009-07-04T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T00:30:26.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm actually just confuse,because i feel like shit now.</title><content type='html'>As time pass by, your expectations increases. Some would observe and live up to those expectations, while others would disobey everything. And that's when everything starts going around in circle, and change little by little. I feel the change in me. I feel the little change in you. I feel the absolute change in You. I always have to make the first move now. It's getting tiring that it's getting out of hand. But i get the hint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm still lost at what i'm feeling, what i'm doing, what i'm expecting... Maybe i don't feel it, but i'm just putting up a pretence. Maybe i do feel it, but i'm not secure about it. Or maybe, i don't want to go through all of this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get a job to my liking, but i can't seem to find it. I can't be stuck at this job forever. What do i like? Oh what do i like?! AH! Maybe it's true that i need to get a rich husband. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to stop thinking too much and get to bed. goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-8155472186203079204?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/8155472186203079204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=8155472186203079204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8155472186203079204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8155472186203079204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-actually-just-confusebecause-i-feel.html' title='i&apos;m actually just confuse,because i feel like shit now.'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-9077247048965754240</id><published>2009-06-29T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T00:12:38.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cos u've been missing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nur atiqah mohd ali needs to start spending her time with us. i'm dead serious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-9077247048965754240?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/9077247048965754240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=9077247048965754240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/9077247048965754240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/9077247048965754240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/06/cos-uve-been-missing.html' title='Cos u&apos;ve been missing.'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-6807199997612604278</id><published>2009-06-28T00:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:28:23.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheryl's day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SkZFne_9ExI/AAAAAAAABr8/TQ3AZo1oPFg/s1600-h/1_943572576l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352041751814935314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SkZFne_9ExI/AAAAAAAABr8/TQ3AZo1oPFg/s320/1_943572576l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday to my only Ah lian friend, Cheryl. We were suppose to sing our hearts out/party on the night of 26 to countdown to her birthday. But luck wasn't on either of our side. My dear girl met with an accident, and i just found out that the motorist and pillion that was on the road shoulder that my parents and i saw while on our way home was them. Anyway, all Yana and me could do was to just surprise her at her place with a cake in hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect her injuries to be that bad. Imagine, ur feet BURNT. Chao da( or however u spell it). Ouch. But whatever it is, i'm glad her boyfriend is taking good care of her. Awww. Heh. Remember babe, when you're all good to go, we'll go out and have fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have i told you the theif got fired? And one more thing.. I'm doing full shift today. 12 hours! DIE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-6807199997612604278?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/6807199997612604278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=6807199997612604278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6807199997612604278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6807199997612604278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/06/cheryls-day.html' title='Cheryl&apos;s day'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SkZFne_9ExI/AAAAAAAABr8/TQ3AZo1oPFg/s72-c/1_943572576l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-8504160759565276358</id><published>2009-06-22T10:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T10:48:35.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhhhhhh!</title><content type='html'>Annur trashed all the other masjid that they compete with by allowing them to only score maximum of 1 score. Which means to say. WE WON 1ST THIS YEAR! WUHUUU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put that aside, my boy is back.. WUHUUU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside aside..... i didn't get it. Now i'm aimless.. I need to get a new job. And i'm very sad. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-8504160759565276358?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/8504160759565276358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=8504160759565276358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8504160759565276358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8504160759565276358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/06/ahhhhhhh.html' title='ahhhhhhh!'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-8549334170608149025</id><published>2009-06-18T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T23:55:03.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I day dreamed alot today</title><content type='html'>That was all just pure paranoid. See after jumping and running around, i am glad to say my fever has subside. Sometimes, we hafta push ourselves over the limit so things get better. That's what i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing. I have to thank Nur Helviana's parents kind gratitude. The massage was great, it sure do makes my feet feels better. See, sometimes i feel other people parents care more about me than my own parents. No, i can't believe i just said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days... 3 more freaking LONG day to heaven. I'm waiting... &lt;em&gt;Call me will you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-8549334170608149025?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/8549334170608149025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=8549334170608149025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8549334170608149025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8549334170608149025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-day-dreamed-alot-today.html' title='I day dreamed alot today'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-6294718274614744946</id><published>2009-06-18T06:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T06:58:57.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H1N1 or not?</title><content type='html'>The symptoms of swine flu are broadly the same as those of ordinary flu, but may be more severe and cause more serious complications.The typical symptoms are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sudden fever, and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sudden cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Other symptoms may include:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;headache,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tiredness&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chills, &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aching muscles&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;limb or joint pain,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;diarrhoea or stomach upset&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sore throat, &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;runny nose,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sneezing, and&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loss of appetite&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have all those in RED. Let's hope mine is not h1n1 ya, because i'm skipping a visit to the doctor, and am going to work. My stomach has been in a bad state... At first i thought it's just gastric, but now i keep visitting the toilet even thought i didn't eat the whole day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-6294718274614744946?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/6294718274614744946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=6294718274614744946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6294718274614744946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/6294718274614744946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/06/h1n1-or-not.html' title='H1N1 or not?'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-4894946363928658136</id><published>2009-06-16T22:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:13:38.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dammit dammit.</title><content type='html'>Why is everybody laughing at me when i say i'm working as customer service temporarily under the company Zhulian? What's so funny?? -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a bad day from start. I got scolded from my manager, and will be getting more tomorrow, on the phone since i'm OFF tomorrow. I realised i can't work as customer service, because i'm a very STUPID girl, and i can't avoid Stupid mistakes every single day. Why stupid? Let me give you a scenario of what happened a week ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kring Kringg!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Hello Zhulian Singapore. Can i help you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kak Lun: Hello, Nadiah eh? Nadiah boleh tolong Kak Lun tak check kan roster Hari ini?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: (Feeling abit lost) Ohh... Hmm, Boleh.. Kak Lun tunggu jap eh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: (Runs to the Office, check the roster, and runs back to the phone.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Ok Kak Lun, Roster hari ini is, Nadiah dengan Kak Iza keje pagi, Kak ida off....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kak Lun: (Interupts and laughs) Nadiah bukan roster itu. Roster meeting lah.. (continues laughing)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Ohhhhh! (PAISEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!) Ok ok Kak Lun jap eh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then only i check the correct roster. What was i thinking???? Why would she wanna know Our work schedule? Goshhhh... She must be thinking to herself what a stupid girl i am la please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm a diploma holder with no brains. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now, my feet hurts. I sprained it (for the first time ever, thanks to my mum's shoe) 2 weeks ago, and it is still hurting. I need someone to massage it before SUNDAY. Else,i can't play in the competition la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-4894946363928658136?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/4894946363928658136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=4894946363928658136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/4894946363928658136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/4894946363928658136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/06/dammit-dammit.html' title='dammit dammit.'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-1720595816431145497</id><published>2009-06-14T00:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T00:10:19.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm still putting so much hope on it. And i'm still waiting patiently.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-1720595816431145497?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/1720595816431145497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=1720595816431145497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/1720595816431145497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/1720595816431145497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-still-putting-so-much-hope-on-it.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-1622491003688315256</id><published>2009-06-09T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T01:45:56.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I lost my purse in the office today. And the only access to the changing room is myself and her. That is why she was in my top list of suspect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm sure i left my wallet in the changing room,inside my bag. That's because after lunch (which i came back at 5+pm), i placed my purse,and pouch in my bag, and never did take it out anymore since i got a lanyard for my tap card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;At 9pm, she told me she wanted to change first, and well, i just said ok. &amp;amp; she came the 2nd time to me and said she wanted to change first. So ok lah go lah, why need to inform me for the 2nd time, because i heard her, and replied her the 1st time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After awhile she came out, we did our closing, suddenly talked alot to me after a whole day of giving me a fucked up attitude + an i don't want to talk to you attitude + a i hate you attitude. Naturally i thought, maybe she's happy that we can finally head home so that is why she was more jovial and have the mood to talk to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She asked me to change, and throughout the whole time she was standing there talking and looking at me change. I got no idea why. I thought she did that because she's a lesbian so she probably just wanted to have a sneak preview of my assets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My make up pouch and my ear piece was outside of the bag in the "locker" that my bag was placed. I thought maybe i've forgotten to put it inside, but if you read no. 1 back, i said i put everything back in my bag. So, how come it's outside already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nobody else can gain access to the inside office, except herself and me. Because there was only us left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She just got fined a big sum of $.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So..... Is this all just pure coincidence. Or am i just feeling things and being paranoid? Aiya. Seriously, i don't care about the freaking $50++ cash in my purse. I just want everything that's in my purse back! There is my ic, my ezlink(which is the singapore poly one, MEMORIES!), my posb card, my PDL, my practical card, my schedule, passport pictures of a few people, and more but i can't remember what else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I learnt my lesson lah. It's always better to be safe than sorry. So from today on, i'm gonna have to lock my "locker".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-1622491003688315256?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/1622491003688315256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=1622491003688315256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/1622491003688315256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/1622491003688315256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/06/missing.html' title='missing'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-8108213504199779634</id><published>2009-06-04T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T21:38:18.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I won't eat honey chicken pau from 7 eleven ever again. Because of it, my stomach had to suffer, my anus too! RAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ignored, not bothered. You gave up on me, right? So is this how goodbyes are suppose to be done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-8108213504199779634?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/8108213504199779634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=8108213504199779634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8108213504199779634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8108213504199779634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wont-eat-honey-chicken-pau-from-7.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-3348535400983038541</id><published>2009-06-03T02:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T02:48:17.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrible.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After tonight's session, i fear for what is to come. I think i'm mixing with the wrong group of people, i think i don't belong there, i think i should start running away. I don't want to lose myself.. I don't want. Tonights "chill out" session woke me up. I don't want to ever be in that situation anymore. I feel so ashamed. Infact, i was angry.. Now i know how a typical guy thinks, talks and behave among themself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can they disrespect us like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-3348535400983038541?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/3348535400983038541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=3348535400983038541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3348535400983038541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3348535400983038541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/06/terrible.html' title='Terrible.'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-8304673907698739842</id><published>2009-05-29T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:16:39.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAVING LAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SiAJ2hsL38I/AAAAAAAABr0/VSWN8U0mmaI/s1600-h/DSCF3733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341279990422691778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SiAJ2hsL38I/AAAAAAAABr0/VSWN8U0mmaI/s320/DSCF3733.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to Sheesha. Anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to go home straight after work anymore. Because it'll make me feel like i got no life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-8304673907698739842?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/8304673907698739842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=8304673907698739842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8304673907698739842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/8304673907698739842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/05/craving-lah.html' title='CRAVING LAH'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SiAJ2hsL38I/AAAAAAAABr0/VSWN8U0mmaI/s72-c/DSCF3733.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-2934697079518147825</id><published>2009-05-29T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T01:13:32.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28 May</title><content type='html'>Worst graduation ceremony ever. The only once in a lifetime event. Ruined. No pictures, nothing. I shouldn't have been there. It only made me feel so down. There is nothing worst than not seeing your Mum there. Really... Everyone else is happily taking photos with their parents, with their friends, with their boyfriends/girlfriends.. But me? I walked out of the place with head hung low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i got happy.. Only for a few hours. Now here i am blogging, and feeling frustrated. No, not about the graduation ceremony.. But about promises which aren't kept. About words which can't be trusted. I felt cheated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sorry ah people. i will reply the tag when i'm free. i'm so lazy to reply one by one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-2934697079518147825?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/2934697079518147825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=2934697079518147825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/2934697079518147825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/2934697079518147825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/05/28-may.html' title='28 May'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-1467620569313924453</id><published>2009-05-27T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T00:26:41.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unhappiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SOME CUSTOMERS ARE  ANNOYING. Counter closes at 9.30pm, still make orders at 9.55pm (note, shop closes at 10pm). They think we are what, Superhumans(???) to do closing and verify their orders in 5 minutes? So because of their so uncooperative and disgusting behavior, we had to close later. I'm gonna hate Tues and Sat from now on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I declare that right now, i got no life. RAHHH! I miss sitting at home doing nothing, waiting for somebody to ask me out, or just waiting for my mum to get home. I MISS WATCHING SUCI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-1467620569313924453?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/1467620569313924453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=1467620569313924453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/1467620569313924453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/1467620569313924453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/05/unhappiness.html' title='Unhappiness'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-623710411140334687</id><published>2009-05-24T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:54:46.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>karaoke session</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello, name i BabyManje.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hari ini i keluar dengan&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; BabyCute, BabyMentel, BabyCool, BabyKong and BabyGulp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I suker sekali sebab kiter bersinging-singing. Ok BabyManje nak tidor dulu. Selamat malam semua, sayang semua! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BabyManje Outz~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-623710411140334687?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/623710411140334687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=623710411140334687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/623710411140334687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/623710411140334687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/05/karaoke-session.html' title='karaoke session'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-4403881784722973191</id><published>2009-05-22T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:46:51.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for some time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; slowly i realised that i no longer have a company at the 856 bus stop. That it makes me think hard, was it something i did? Or am i just the problem? How much i miss all of it.. You especially.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i could do was complain to Mr Forever-Tired. Complain dozens of times, and he would reprimand me to stop my nonsense thinking. Because fact is, i'm just real sad to see how it is descending.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-4403881784722973191?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/4403881784722973191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=4403881784722973191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/4403881784722973191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/4403881784722973191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-some-time.html' title='for some time.'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-4816538782212731582</id><published>2009-05-21T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T23:48:46.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/ShVz6Qh_H6I/AAAAAAAABrs/CIwEjPMbUwE/s1600-h/SDC11966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338300378024714146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/ShVz6Qh_H6I/AAAAAAAABrs/CIwEjPMbUwE/s320/SDC11966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love my Nps sayangs. It's always nice to catch up. Lets just hope this friendship of ours remain strong. It's amazing how we are still together after so long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first heated day. I dislike it. But i promise to myself that i'm gonna forget about it, and just.. be the easy going, anything goes Nadiah As'ari. WE ARE THE CHAMPIONNNNN! ok besok is a long day, i'm hoping somebody would come to fetch me, but, you know i'm always hoping but saying another thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-4816538782212731582?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/4816538782212731582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=4816538782212731582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/4816538782212731582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/4816538782212731582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-my-nps-sayangs.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/ShVz6Qh_H6I/AAAAAAAABrs/CIwEjPMbUwE/s72-c/SDC11966.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-3484929905480371796</id><published>2009-05-20T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T00:14:00.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Never pitch a tent in the dark &amp;amp; never pitch a tent without knowing how to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I haven't had sleep since... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;yesterday 7pm.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-3484929905480371796?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/3484929905480371796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=3484929905480371796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3484929905480371796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3484929905480371796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/05/never-pitch-tent-in-dark-never-pitch.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-3750793923390044800</id><published>2009-05-19T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:39:05.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2cents worth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Opportunities come at one go. How am i suppose to choose the right one. I learnt today, the more you hope on it, the lesser are your chances. Whereas the more you lost hope in it, the more are your chances. How weird. Cos whenever i put my whole emotions and all into it, nothing will come out of it. But when i give shit, i got good results. And no, i'm not talking about exams here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-3750793923390044800?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/3750793923390044800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=3750793923390044800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3750793923390044800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/3750793923390044800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/05/2cents-worth.html' title='2cents worth'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-7793089562828577309</id><published>2009-05-18T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:18:12.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I should say, today is my lucky day, and i hope it remained lucky till tomorrow. I was Miss Nadiah in Si Ling Primary for a day, and i should say it's a nice experience. I want to kidnap Ayush, because he's so adorable. And i had to console 2 kids who ended up crying. One of them merajok until ran out of the class and i had to chase him and pujok him back. Another cried because he felt guilty. -_- I expected girls to cry, not boys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyway, wish me luck for tomorrow. It's gonna be one long day. This week is gonna be packed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-7793089562828577309?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/7793089562828577309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=7793089562828577309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7793089562828577309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/7793089562828577309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday.html' title='monday'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-575602381267078549</id><published>2009-05-17T14:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:36:05.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suker kan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/Sg-uz_uJFNI/AAAAAAAABrk/S4asJg4b70o/s1600-h/CANDID.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336676291758855378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/Sg-uz_uJFNI/AAAAAAAABrk/S4asJg4b70o/s320/CANDID.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Semalam aku pergi satu tempat yang sungguh lawa. Aku suker, sebab orang yang aku favourite bawak aku ke tempat yang aku suker. -____- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i have secret readers. I got nothing to update anymore lah actually. My life is so mundane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-575602381267078549?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/575602381267078549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=575602381267078549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/575602381267078549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/575602381267078549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/05/suker-kan.html' title='Suker kan.'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/Sg-uz_uJFNI/AAAAAAAABrk/S4asJg4b70o/s72-c/CANDID.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-4367352043556227887</id><published>2009-05-13T00:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:51:47.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perfec</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A day can be perfect with just my girlfriends with me. I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; demand for a day by the beach still. I love lah my sayangs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-4367352043556227887?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/4367352043556227887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=4367352043556227887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/4367352043556227887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/4367352043556227887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/05/perfec.html' title='perfec'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-1184152995183347978</id><published>2009-05-12T14:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T14:42:25.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANGRY LAH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BBDC SUCKS!&lt;/span&gt; I WENT DOWN ALL THE WAY THERE TO OPEN UP AN ACCOUNT SO I CAN BOOK MY TP. THEN AFTER EVERYTHING IS DONE, THE LADY SAY&lt;br /&gt;"OK, IT'S DONE, NOW YOU CAN BOOK ONLINE ALREADY". SO I HAPPILY WALKED OUT WITHOUT REALISING THAT SHE DIDN'T ASK ME FOR ANY PIN NUMBER, THEN HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSE TO LOG IN?!! I ONLY REALISED IT WHEN I GOT HOME, AND I CALLED THE CENTRE STRAIGHT IN AN ANGRY TONE LAH. TALK TALK TALK, THEN THE LADY SAID SORRY BUT I HAVE TO GO DOWN THE CENTRE AGAIN. SO I ASKED IF THERE WAS ANY OTHER WAY SINCE IT WASN'T MY FAULT WHAT... THEN *tooot tooot, tooot tooot*. WTH. THEY HUNG UP ON ME! CALLED BACK, AND IT SAYS, I CAN'T CALL USING PREPAID. NONSENSE KAN. SO I CALLED USING THE HOUSE PHONE, AND BLAH BLAH BLAH, AND SHE SAID SHE WILL CALL ME BACK. IT'S BEEN 20MINUTES ALREADY. CIKOPEK BETUL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKU PUN BODOH BUKANNYE NAK TERINGAT TAU PASAL PIN NUMBER BODOH NIE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-1184152995183347978?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/1184152995183347978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=1184152995183347978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/1184152995183347978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/1184152995183347978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/05/bbdc-sucks-i-went-down-all-way-there-to.html' title='ANGRY LAH!'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11185478.post-4964843336933746711</id><published>2009-05-09T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T23:10:47.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>picnic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SgWZYh3aWOI/AAAAAAAABrc/B9iCuv2FER4/s1600-h/4280_195633950713_739880713_6940930_4050678_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333837980376914146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SgWZYh3aWOI/AAAAAAAABrc/B9iCuv2FER4/s320/4280_195633950713_739880713_6940930_4050678_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Picnic" with Nad,Shariffa,Khai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, like mentioned above, only 4 of us. I don't really know what happen to the rest, but we all know the plan to have an NPS picnic failed. So the moment i reached Yishun interchange, i saw only Khai and Nad. And Nad told me that the plan to have a picnic would have to be cancelled because of the number of turn ups. But Shariffa wasn't there yet.... Like usual. We waited like... 1 hour for the arrival of our dear Miss Late. We went to Tampines, thinking of watching Anugerah, but nooooo.. Instead we ate at Pastamania and decided to still go for the picnic idea. Haha. So it was just the 4 of us, on the picnic mat, playing UNO that we just bought. It was a very relaxing day.. See, i should make relaxing by the beach one of my favourite things to do. Oh, and i pity Khai because he bought along 4 1.5litres of bottle in his bag, for us. One bottle of Mineral water was used to wash our feets, another two bottles was donated to the tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11185478-4964843336933746711?l=youurs-truly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/feeds/4964843336933746711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11185478&amp;postID=4964843336933746711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/4964843336933746711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11185478/posts/default/4964843336933746711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youurs-truly.blogspot.com/2009/05/picnic-with-nadshariffakhai.html' title='picnic'/><author><name>NaDzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08711033328064940742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDMU6bF6aAw/SgWZYh3aWOI/AAAAAAAABrc/B9iCuv2FER4/s72-c/4280_195633950713_739880713_6940930_4050678_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
