<?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-377040450128258272</id><updated>2011-07-30T13:49:20.841-07:00</updated><category term='♥Edward Cullen♥'/><category term='Khalidah'/><category term='This novel made me cry. :('/><category term='kbox'/><category term='Hidup Ini Memang Palat ; Tapi Esok Masih Ada .'/><category term='Jalan-Jalan'/><category term='Dogs'/><category term='Secret Recipe. FUN.'/><category term='The Roxy Guy . (;'/><category term='skul'/><category term='Drama'/><category term='School Life'/><category term='=)'/><category term='Luv DMRAM .'/><category term='Bencinta (: .'/><category term='obama'/><category term='picturessss. ♥'/><category term='people'/><category term='2010.'/><category term='Fights'/><category term='tumblr.'/><category term='tissue .'/><category term='Daily .'/><category term='Purple Pen.♥♥♥'/><category term='Shopping Mood . :D'/><category term='current fav songs .'/><category term='Dhiren bubu.'/><category term='Last Outing .'/><category term='Hols'/><category term='Stuck-Up Bastards'/><category term='admire .'/><category term='family.♥♥♥'/><title type='text'>Randomly Delicate</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-1860406018866221429</id><published>2010-01-01T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T06:24:40.844-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010.'/><title type='text'>I gotta feeling that 2010's gonna be a good year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I went to Ba Lin yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; to celebrate New Year and it was awesome. the fireworks esp. My cousins from Australia were here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;, which made it extra awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; had Midori, 2 glasses of beer and i can't remember. haha. All I know is I enjoyed myself. So this is just a short post cause I'm lazy to type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;my new year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; resolution is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; -Study hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-Cut down on tv and computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-Concentrate more on my studies. I want 7A's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-Don't want any heartbreaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-Obey my parents. help with the chores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-Read the Bible more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-Get involve with more church activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;SO BRING IT ON 2010, I'M GONNA ROCK 2010 ALL THE WAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-1860406018866221429?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/1860406018866221429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=1860406018866221429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/1860406018866221429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/1860406018866221429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-gotta-feeling-that-2010s-gonna-be.html' title='I gotta feeling that 2010&apos;s gonna be a good year.'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-6296248296985820507</id><published>2009-12-30T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T07:26:02.910-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidup Ini Memang Palat ; Tapi Esok Masih Ada .'/><title type='text'>Every night I rush to my bed with hopes that maybe I'll get a chance to see you in my dream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="" id="profile_status" class=" "&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; looking at myself and realizing that I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;don't like&lt;/span&gt; what I see. I hate looking back at things I did and wondering why was I like that. Everyday there's something &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt;. Just one trivial thing that can make me &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;unhappy&lt;/span&gt; for just a moment. It's like not even possible to have a day without a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bad feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-6296248296985820507?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/6296248296985820507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=6296248296985820507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/6296248296985820507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/6296248296985820507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/12/every-night-i-rush-to-my-bed-with-hopes.html' title='Every night I rush to my bed with hopes that maybe I&apos;ll get a chance to see you in my dream.'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-3487947507383175025</id><published>2009-12-16T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T00:47:40.605-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr.'/><title type='text'>What is it with guys and Dota? lol.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Syiebqzg4yI/AAAAAAAAAYs/3b76iHRvPsE/s1600-h/tumblr_kulxiyz23R1qa942xo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Syiebqzg4yI/AAAAAAAAAYs/3b76iHRvPsE/s400/tumblr_kulxiyz23R1qa942xo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415752750097031970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;rofl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-3487947507383175025?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/3487947507383175025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=3487947507383175025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/3487947507383175025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/3487947507383175025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-is-it-with-guys-and-dota-lol.html' title='What is it with guys and Dota? lol.'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Syiebqzg4yI/AAAAAAAAAYs/3b76iHRvPsE/s72-c/tumblr_kulxiyz23R1qa942xo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-6991789829498793193</id><published>2009-12-10T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T07:12:42.772-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family.♥♥♥'/><title type='text'>I miss all of them. Met 'em bck in KL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyJXtTAWF-I/AAAAAAAAAYk/99J6jyZkEBw/s1600-h/IMG_0601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyJXtTAWF-I/AAAAAAAAAYk/99J6jyZkEBw/s400/IMG_0601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413986137760208866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aunty Pat(Dhiren's mum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD407XUtbI/AAAAAAAAAYc/7ovKDuzJ12g/s1600-h/Pavitra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD407XUtbI/AAAAAAAAAYc/7ovKDuzJ12g/s400/Pavitra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413600340271740338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pavitra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; cuzzie. miss you. &lt;/span&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD40SNdqxI/AAAAAAAAAYU/pHdQmuYX_Ek/s1600-h/Vickknesh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD40SNdqxI/AAAAAAAAAYU/pHdQmuYX_Ek/s400/Vickknesh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413600329224530706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Vickknesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;cuzzie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD40A3bvkI/AAAAAAAAAYM/vyKc03IKJ5g/s1600-h/DSCN2637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 380px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD40A3bvkI/AAAAAAAAAYM/vyKc03IKJ5g/s400/DSCN2637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413600324568727106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD4zi-S0eI/AAAAAAAAAYE/tH1Anl738T8/s1600-h/DSCN2624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD4zi-S0eI/AAAAAAAAAYE/tH1Anl738T8/s400/DSCN2624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413600316544438754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;cry baby cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD4zMyG_LI/AAAAAAAAAX8/8JdcUSELhvQ/s1600-h/DSCN2623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD4zMyG_LI/AAAAAAAAAX8/8JdcUSELhvQ/s400/DSCN2623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413600310587751602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD38cLTLfI/AAAAAAAAAX0/61i5D2jPG-Q/s1600-h/DSCN2622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD38cLTLfI/AAAAAAAAAX0/61i5D2jPG-Q/s400/DSCN2622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413599369827134962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;muka lempeng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD378fkEJI/AAAAAAAAAXs/7IQ6mbP7KF0/s1600-h/DSCN2619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD378fkEJI/AAAAAAAAAXs/7IQ6mbP7KF0/s400/DSCN2619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413599361322193042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;watching the wiggles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD37cWVPfI/AAAAAAAAAXk/mVaWU5P6uF4/s1600-h/DSCN2618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD37cWVPfI/AAAAAAAAAXk/mVaWU5P6uF4/s400/DSCN2618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413599352693538290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;dancing to the wiggles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD364-42WI/AAAAAAAAAXc/0z1jPUCqS5Q/s1600-h/DSCN2614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD364-42WI/AAAAAAAAAXc/0z1jPUCqS5Q/s400/DSCN2614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413599343199967586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD36aemXCI/AAAAAAAAAXU/ojOsT2GdRF4/s1600-h/DSCN2612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD36aemXCI/AAAAAAAAAXU/ojOsT2GdRF4/s400/DSCN2612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413599335011474466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dhiren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD0VPSi99I/AAAAAAAAAXM/AGuba_GOnDw/s1600-h/DSCN2608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD0VPSi99I/AAAAAAAAAXM/AGuba_GOnDw/s400/DSCN2608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413595397818087378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD0UksqzII/AAAAAAAAAXE/sHaTw5tlOAY/s1600-h/DSCN2606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD0UksqzII/AAAAAAAAAXE/sHaTw5tlOAY/s400/DSCN2606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413595386384927874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD0UXJ6Q_I/AAAAAAAAAW8/IdC_SQNvx6I/s1600-h/DSCN2599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD0UXJ6Q_I/AAAAAAAAAW8/IdC_SQNvx6I/s400/DSCN2599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413595382749479922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD0T2hLMqI/AAAAAAAAAW0/w3zj7VnAro4/s1600-h/DSCN2598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD0T2hLMqI/AAAAAAAAAW0/w3zj7VnAro4/s400/DSCN2598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413595373988688546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD0TRdpPSI/AAAAAAAAAWs/yQlbVJX7n3w/s1600-h/DSCN2587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyD0TRdpPSI/AAAAAAAAAWs/yQlbVJX7n3w/s400/DSCN2587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413595364041768226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;after swimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyDzYJk1maI/AAAAAAAAAWk/zA2zpmODoZU/s1600-h/DSCN2583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyDzYJk1maI/AAAAAAAAAWk/zA2zpmODoZU/s400/DSCN2583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413594348312172962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyDzXj9ktPI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Xnbm97R7IUk/s1600-h/DSCN2575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyDzXj9ktPI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Xnbm97R7IUk/s400/DSCN2575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413594338215376114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;must be one of his screaming match. lol.&lt;/span&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyDzXD-KQrI/AAAAAAAAAWU/AIVvUpTDeJE/s1600-h/DSCN2572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyDzXD-KQrI/AAAAAAAAAWU/AIVvUpTDeJE/s400/DSCN2572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413594329627902642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;watching The Wiggles on youtube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyDzWtM90CI/AAAAAAAAAWM/bxjsssS1R5g/s1600-h/DSCN2544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyDzWtM90CI/AAAAAAAAAWM/bxjsssS1R5g/s400/DSCN2544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413594323515985954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Nishad&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;my nephew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyDzWB8by8I/AAAAAAAAAWE/ccQKK8Fkaas/s1600-h/DSCN2542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyDzWB8by8I/AAAAAAAAAWE/ccQKK8Fkaas/s400/DSCN2542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413594311903923138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Leha.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; niece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyDyOWKKJ_I/AAAAAAAAAV8/OTuIwAl4QbY/s1600-h/DSCN2539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyDyOWKKJ_I/AAAAAAAAAV8/OTuIwAl4QbY/s400/DSCN2539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413593080379615218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyDyOHmqQgI/AAAAAAAAAV0/NCSjTWGyqe0/s1600-h/DSCN2535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyDyOHmqQgI/AAAAAAAAAV0/NCSjTWGyqe0/s400/DSCN2535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413593076472627714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;my crazy hyper niece Leha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyDyNkxu-mI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ZKo8bGRsNjQ/s1600-h/11570_210731901070_712376070_4628119_6567753_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyDyNkxu-mI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ZKo8bGRsNjQ/s400/11570_210731901070_712376070_4628119_6567753_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413593067123833442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyDyNWAMTxI/AAAAAAAAAVk/R9SHQO6DmI8/s1600-h/11570_210720576070_712376070_4628025_1259639_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyDyNWAMTxI/AAAAAAAAAVk/R9SHQO6DmI8/s400/11570_210720576070_712376070_4628025_1259639_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413593063157944082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyDyM7oZosI/AAAAAAAAAVc/TO64fkmSfP0/s1600-h/11570_210701236070_712376070_4627877_4348940_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyDyM7oZosI/AAAAAAAAAVc/TO64fkmSfP0/s400/11570_210701236070_712376070_4627877_4348940_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413593056078832322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Leha baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-6991789829498793193?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/6991789829498793193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=6991789829498793193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/6991789829498793193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/6991789829498793193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-all-of-them.html' title='I miss all of them. Met &apos;em bck in KL.'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SyJXtTAWF-I/AAAAAAAAAYk/99J6jyZkEBw/s72-c/IMG_0601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-7595938004935771706</id><published>2009-12-05T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T00:33:49.327-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dhiren bubu.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hols'/><title type='text'>Dhiren &amp; The Wiggles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SxvHKxA42AI/AAAAAAAAAUE/bsHdh8r8AT0/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SxvHKxA42AI/AAAAAAAAAUE/bsHdh8r8AT0/s400/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412138364985464834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;after swimming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SxvHKi3-4BI/AAAAAAAAAT8/5YsEdbNrKgU/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SxvHKi3-4BI/AAAAAAAAAT8/5YsEdbNrKgU/s400/Image011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412138361190014994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dhiren's  shocked look cause he can watch The Wiggles in the car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;His mum fixed a tv in the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SxvHKC3HqmI/AAAAAAAAAT0/dStxmPQX4FI/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SxvHKC3HqmI/AAAAAAAAAT0/dStxmPQX4FI/s400/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412138352596462178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;so cutee :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Jst got bck from KL yesterday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;I miss Dhiren sooo much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;I MISS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;-Dhiren.&lt;br /&gt;-The Wiggles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;-Waking up late and lazing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;-Late night suppers with Sushil Mama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;-Sleeping late while watching Sushil mama drink his beers before he has dinner at 12 or 1 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;-Looking for nursery rymes on youtube for Dhiren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;-Play Your Guitar With Murray, Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, Rock A Bye Your Bear, Small People, Say Hello and lots more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;-The way Dhiren holds me when he pee in his napkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;-The look Dhiren gives when his napkin falls. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;-Dhiren's cheeky look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;-When Dhiren pretends to choke or cough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;-Dhiren's screaming match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;-SWIMMING WITH DHIREN. aaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;-Dhiren's elmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;-Dhiren's sleeping outfit. so cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;-Watching him play in the bathtube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;-The cheeky look Dhiren gives when he wakes up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When he wants us to take him go Kai Kai.&lt;br /&gt;-Everytime I'm thirsty, I jst need to open the fridge and there'll be cokes, shandys,beers....&lt;br /&gt;-Feeding Dhiren his cheesesticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;-Burger king, Subway and McD.&lt;br /&gt;-Shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;I miss everything. Holiday in KL. DHIREN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Dhiren, jujubee, bubu, bebe, baby, dd, baby d,&lt;br /&gt;LUKE DHIREN KUMAR LIM VASUDEVAN, I miss you sooo much. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't upload th other pics yet. I lost the camera cable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-7595938004935771706?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/7595938004935771706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=7595938004935771706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/7595938004935771706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/7595938004935771706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/12/dhiren-wiggles.html' title='Dhiren &amp; The Wiggles.'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SxvHKxA42AI/AAAAAAAAAUE/bsHdh8r8AT0/s72-c/Image008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-4349390027520403102</id><published>2009-11-30T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T20:47:29.914-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidup Ini Memang Palat ; Tapi Esok Masih Ada .'/><title type='text'>Exaggerating.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So I go on this merry go round trying to chase a love that can never be found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Time to say goodbye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There wasn't anything I didn't love about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You'd do some stupid things and I'd laugh at those too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Though you'd be the only one that can make me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Though you'd be the only one that really knows how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I gotta get you out of my system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I replayed it over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You were my boy and now we ain't even friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You could have been my all or nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But now to me you're nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Put on a pedestal, boy I held you so high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Was never to good at finding the words to describe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just how I felt of you but you know that I tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And you know exactly how I felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You damn near were my everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You're still in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But I'd rather be here all alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I'm doing just fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gotta take it back to the days before we met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And live our lives as strangers again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;December days, my summer turned to winter when you went away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can't help but to wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Was he worth my pain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I cried and now I'm living with just memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-4349390027520403102?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/4349390027520403102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=4349390027520403102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/4349390027520403102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/4349390027520403102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/11/exxagerating.html' title='Exaggerating.'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-6190318193690642125</id><published>2009-11-25T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T19:34:23.303-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidup Ini Memang Palat ; Tapi Esok Masih Ada .'/><title type='text'>I wish life had a backspace button.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Syaz said;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Face the shit Mel, this is life"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I guess that's what I'm gonna do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-6190318193690642125?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/6190318193690642125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=6190318193690642125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/6190318193690642125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/6190318193690642125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/11/sorry.html' title='I wish life had a backspace button.'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-241262534065284054</id><published>2009-11-17T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T04:54:34.928-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secret Recipe. FUN.'/><title type='text'>When Boredom Strikes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKcYLZnU5I/AAAAAAAAATs/pVXDJ_VwNRs/s1600/DSC_0563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKcYLZnU5I/AAAAAAAAATs/pVXDJ_VwNRs/s400/DSC_0563.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405054441989034898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;candid. thanks syaz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKbxqzqqvI/AAAAAAAAATk/10C4Izjbj50/s1600/DSC_0424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKbxqzqqvI/AAAAAAAAATk/10C4Izjbj50/s400/DSC_0424.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405053780404906738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKbxdCPR0I/AAAAAAAAATc/ZziIxGrAvsY/s1600/DSC_0426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKbxdCPR0I/AAAAAAAAATc/ZziIxGrAvsY/s400/DSC_0426.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405053776707929922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKbIfwyEZI/AAAAAAAAATU/uqpZ3W3OZ-8/s1600/DSC_0421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKbIfwyEZI/AAAAAAAAATU/uqpZ3W3OZ-8/s400/DSC_0421.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405053073065382290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKbID7ty_I/AAAAAAAAATM/4GiWxYZH3ww/s1600/DSC_0422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKbID7ty_I/AAAAAAAAATM/4GiWxYZH3ww/s400/DSC_0422.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405053065595046898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKbH0iBd8I/AAAAAAAAATE/4MarXL5Veww/s1600/DSC_0400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKbH0iBd8I/AAAAAAAAATE/4MarXL5Veww/s400/DSC_0400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405053061460752322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Deep&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKbHhtSCmI/AAAAAAAAAS8/5tC_X4lSecg/s1600/DSC_0389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKbHhtSCmI/AAAAAAAAAS8/5tC_X4lSecg/s400/DSC_0389.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405053056407702114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;CATFIGHT! haha.&lt;/span&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKbHU3_58I/AAAAAAAAAS0/qbAhyPnR8Tc/s1600/DSC_0547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKbHU3_58I/AAAAAAAAAS0/qbAhyPnR8Tc/s400/DSC_0547.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405053052962990018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;like getek kn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKagcqAGaI/AAAAAAAAASk/3XD7IzXPqFs/s1600/DSC_0355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKagcqAGaI/AAAAAAAAASk/3XD7IzXPqFs/s400/DSC_0355.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405052385036868002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKagCjpGvI/AAAAAAAAASc/lrPK4raqcYs/s1600/DSC_0322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKagCjpGvI/AAAAAAAAASc/lrPK4raqcYs/s400/DSC_0322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405052378030873330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Syaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKafxtpeII/AAAAAAAAASU/Afffhp-pkFM/s1600/DSC_0310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKafxtpeII/AAAAAAAAASU/Afffhp-pkFM/s400/DSC_0310.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405052373509437570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Mena&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKafovFJ1I/AAAAAAAAASM/RRh8cIRPmYg/s1600/DSC_0305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKafovFJ1I/AAAAAAAAASM/RRh8cIRPmYg/s400/DSC_0305.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405052371099526994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-241262534065284054?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/241262534065284054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=241262534065284054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/241262534065284054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/241262534065284054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-boredom-strikes.html' title='When Boredom Strikes.'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SwKcYLZnU5I/AAAAAAAAATs/pVXDJ_VwNRs/s72-c/DSC_0563.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-6848628966049663846</id><published>2009-11-13T03:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T06:12:58.650-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purple Pen.♥♥♥'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Life'/><title type='text'>Friends Forever-Vitamin C</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1nHUTcT4I/AAAAAAAAASE/yaNzprQNgYs/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1nHUTcT4I/AAAAAAAAASE/yaNzprQNgYs/s400/Image015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403588503321464706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Deeennnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1nHDqDezI/AAAAAAAAAR8/4puvpnn7fbM/s1600-h/11565_1262418158961_1184915588_30815130_5777365_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1nHDqDezI/AAAAAAAAAR8/4puvpnn7fbM/s400/11565_1262418158961_1184915588_30815130_5777365_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403588498852903730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Tommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1lbrrwh_I/AAAAAAAAAR0/8eiFFM2Bpxk/s1600-h/1_965363111l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1lbrrwh_I/AAAAAAAAAR0/8eiFFM2Bpxk/s400/1_965363111l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403586654171596786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Amanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1kFts90bI/AAAAAAAAARs/KZ9ZUoW5HQ8/s1600-h/IMG_4444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1kFts90bI/AAAAAAAAARs/KZ9ZUoW5HQ8/s400/IMG_4444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403585177244783026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Zerhan&lt;/span&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/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1kFVGXilI/AAAAAAAAARk/95krEwhzaok/s1600-h/IMG_4436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1kFVGXilI/AAAAAAAAARk/95krEwhzaok/s400/IMG_4436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403585170640439890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Edddrryyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1kFNhLJHI/AAAAAAAAARc/zvmGvFRnaH8/s1600-h/1_359392873l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1kFNhLJHI/AAAAAAAAARc/zvmGvFRnaH8/s400/1_359392873l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403585168605389938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;San San&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1ilEjE6GI/AAAAAAAAARM/IRIUeDW6xVw/s1600-h/11565_1262421759051_1184915588_30815141_79857_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1ilEjE6GI/AAAAAAAAARM/IRIUeDW6xVw/s400/11565_1262421759051_1184915588_30815141_79857_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403583516930009186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Rose &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Deep&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&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/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1ik8ZlIbI/AAAAAAAAARE/hcQeLhw3obY/s1600-h/1_382404048l.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/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1ik8ZlIbI/AAAAAAAAARE/hcQeLhw3obY/s400/1_382404048l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403583514742694322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Ain &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Sharmaine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1gdFJglNI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/AChUYAA537M/s1600-h/091003_173458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1gdFJglNI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/AChUYAA537M/s400/091003_173458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403581180628997330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SYAZ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1gc7C28oI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZiGOzfpyTCg/s1600-h/1_504245973l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1gc7C28oI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZiGOzfpyTCg/s400/1_504245973l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403581177916748418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&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/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1gcrTyzrI/AAAAAAAAAQk/fohUWztrIoQ/s1600-h/melo5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1gcrTyzrI/AAAAAAAAAQk/fohUWztrIoQ/s400/melo5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403581173692812978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Reynalton&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(I wanna retake. ugly bha this pic. haha)&lt;/span&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/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1gcYrzUsI/AAAAAAAAAQc/bnjOHE5Vyp0/s1600-h/melo4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1gcYrzUsI/AAAAAAAAAQc/bnjOHE5Vyp0/s400/melo4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403581168693236418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Datu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1gcMOqDoI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Dco_1c05MH8/s1600-h/melo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1gcMOqDoI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Dco_1c05MH8/s400/melo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403581165349768834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Deon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yesterday was the last day of school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but i had to go today for the hari kecemerlangan thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; crap. =.=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i miss school and my classmates alrdy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I miss playing uno and joking around with all of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I miss Tommy talking to me abt the argument he had with his gf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss talking and singing with San San.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I miss Edry's f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;unny face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I miss pinching Deen's cheecks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I miss playing uno with Deon, Edry and Datu coz the game will never end! hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird...I actly miss Zerhan's "uii, purple pen" look. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss Imran who always listens to my lame stories and constant whining.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Sharmaine, Ain, Syaz, Deep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I miss having recess with Rose. 2 BURGERS AND  2 MILO KOTAK! ;p&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss friday's with Amanda.&lt;br /&gt;I miss purple pen's laugh. the best :)&lt;br /&gt;I MISS PURPLE PEN LIKE NO WORDS CAN DESCRIBE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;omg. omg. omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I actly cried last night. I can't believe i actly miss school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;next year i'll be form5 alrdy, last year in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I promise myself to be more hardworking next year. I wanna study hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; don't wanna simply be absent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I wanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; appreciate school life. I wanna treasure every high school memory i'll ever have.&lt;/span&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/377040450128258272-6848628966049663846?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/6848628966049663846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=6848628966049663846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/6848628966049663846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/6848628966049663846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/11/friends-forever-vitamin-c.html' title='Friends Forever-Vitamin C'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sv1nHUTcT4I/AAAAAAAAASE/yaNzprQNgYs/s72-c/Image015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-3600207070683369353</id><published>2009-11-10T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T03:49:05.917-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purple Pen.♥♥♥'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidup Ini Memang Palat ; Tapi Esok Masih Ada .'/><title type='text'>Dan Tak Mungkin-Agnes Monica</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What am I supposed to say or do when I'm all choked up and you're okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-3600207070683369353?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/3600207070683369353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=3600207070683369353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/3600207070683369353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/3600207070683369353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/11/dan-tak-mungkin-agnes-monica.html' title='Dan Tak Mungkin-Agnes Monica'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-6464409062777248916</id><published>2009-11-08T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T05:13:36.301-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidup Ini Memang Palat ; Tapi Esok Masih Ada .'/><title type='text'>Did someone break your heart inside?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;isn't it ironic?&lt;br /&gt;WE IGNORE THE ONE'S WHO ADORE US,&lt;br /&gt;ADORE THE ONE'S WHO IGNORE US,&lt;br /&gt;LOVE THE ONE'S WHO HURT US,&lt;br /&gt;AND HURT THE ONE'S WHO LOVE US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-6464409062777248916?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/6464409062777248916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=6464409062777248916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/6464409062777248916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/6464409062777248916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/11/heartless-fray.html' title='Did someone break your heart inside?'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-855439104517891031</id><published>2009-11-06T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T03:36:20.318-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picturessss. ♥'/><title type='text'>Take A Picture-Filter .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvQJ79njJuI/AAAAAAAAAQM/9PylZlmbxkU/s1600-h/11565_1262418158961_1184915588_30815130_5777365_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvQJ79njJuI/AAAAAAAAAQM/9PylZlmbxkU/s400/11565_1262418158961_1184915588_30815130_5777365_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400952778881443554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Tommy. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; my friend yg sgt jiwang karatz. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvQJASw_NbI/AAAAAAAAAP8/p5jhDKaFt6s/s1600-h/11565_1262421759051_1184915588_30815141_79857_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvQJASw_NbI/AAAAAAAAAP8/p5jhDKaFt6s/s400/11565_1262421759051_1184915588_30815141_79857_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400951753766024626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Rose, me and deep. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvQJAF4biLI/AAAAAAAAAP0/BDg3maQHXJY/s1600-h/11565_1262419318990_1184915588_30815137_6843094_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvQJAF4biLI/AAAAAAAAAP0/BDg3maQHXJY/s400/11565_1262419318990_1184915588_30815137_6843094_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400951750307580082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Melo &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Deep.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvQH_Po2U7I/AAAAAAAAAPs/RDLE_tMCaoE/s1600-h/11565_1262419278989_1184915588_30815136_4250326_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvQH_Po2U7I/AAAAAAAAAPs/RDLE_tMCaoE/s400/11565_1262419278989_1184915588_30815136_4250326_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400950636235084722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Phoebe, San San, Rose, Me.&lt;/span&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvQH9HYCOTI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Vm6gcwrad0c/s1600-h/11565_1262413878854_1184915588_30815119_2316062_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvQH9HYCOTI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Vm6gcwrad0c/s400/11565_1262413878854_1184915588_30815119_2316062_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400950599657339186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;MR GANESAN. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*ewww. i look so pale*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;by Rose Tralala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvQF5icZTLI/AAAAAAAAAPM/SvYlRIo7Z3Q/s1600-h/DSC_8539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvQF5icZTLI/AAAAAAAAAPM/SvYlRIo7Z3Q/s400/DSC_8539.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400948339180653746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;thnkss fr th boho Rose :D. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvQE0k_2nPI/AAAAAAAAAO8/wFajDTLWuyg/s1600-h/DSC_8496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvQE0k_2nPI/AAAAAAAAAO8/wFajDTLWuyg/s400/DSC_8496.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400947154455272690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvQEthtX3hI/AAAAAAAAAO0/z65ROxogeek/s1600-h/DSC_8445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvQEthtX3hI/AAAAAAAAAO0/z65ROxogeek/s400/DSC_8445.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400947033313369618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvQEchh-D_I/AAAAAAAAAOs/2Fcy4KgjeHU/s1600-h/DSC_8319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvQEchh-D_I/AAAAAAAAAOs/2Fcy4KgjeHU/s400/DSC_8319.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400946741207764978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvQEXafMfOI/AAAAAAAAAOk/2Fj4VqnVESk/s1600-h/DSC_8300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvQEXafMfOI/AAAAAAAAAOk/2Fj4VqnVESk/s400/DSC_8300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400946653417733346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvQHZ58tdJI/AAAAAAAAAPc/glTZtOT250k/s1600-h/11565_1262418158961_1184915588_30815130_5777365_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-855439104517891031?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/855439104517891031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=855439104517891031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/855439104517891031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/855439104517891031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/11/take-picture-filter.html' title='Take A Picture-Filter .'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvQJ79njJuI/AAAAAAAAAQM/9PylZlmbxkU/s72-c/11565_1262418158961_1184915588_30815130_5777365_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-1901890263083578017</id><published>2009-10-28T05:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T08:23:39.332-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purple Pen.♥♥♥'/><title type='text'>What My Heart  Needs To Say.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Jiwangness ahead. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;This is so not me but &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;nda salah kn jdi jiwang skali skala. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Why? Why can't I forget you?&lt;br /&gt;Why m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ust it be you who stole my heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I'm only lying to myself. I keep telling everyone that I'm over you and I hate you&lt;br /&gt;but the fact is, my hearts still yearns for you.&lt;br /&gt;There was a time before when your smile made me calm, your jokes made me joyful, your friendly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; attitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; made me comfortable to be friends with you.&lt;br /&gt;And your confusing attitude mad me more eager to know you.&lt;br /&gt;I love seeing you in your KRS uniform. It made you look more gorgeous. ;)&lt;br /&gt;And I know this may sound a lil weird and silly but I actually love looking at your hands and eyebrows. lol.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed your sudden laughs which come out for no reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I hear the song Tinggalkan Saja by Kotak, your face pops up in my mind and without realising, there would already be tears rolling downs my cheeks.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I get over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; you? Why do  I keep falling for you eventhough I know that it will only make me more hurt?&lt;br /&gt;Am I stupid for still loving you? Is it wrong to love you?&lt;br /&gt;Whats the big deal? Difference in our race and religion?&lt;br /&gt;But it's not my fault, not yours either.This feeling is such a sudden one, it came without my willingness.&lt;br /&gt;I know I may not be the kinda girl you like.&lt;br /&gt;The pretty and fair one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; ain't got much to offer but my heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;And I guess that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;'s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;not enough for you to notice me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'm trying so hard to throw this feeling far far away but the harder I try, the more I fall for you.&lt;br /&gt;Everything you do seems right.&lt;br /&gt;Every single thing you do makes me melt esp your singing.&lt;br /&gt;I keep hearing your laughter play at the back of my mind and it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Everything you do makes it harder for me to get over you.&lt;br /&gt;I wished I didn't throw the purple pen. It meant alot to me.&lt;br /&gt;But I was angry at you and I threw it without thinking.&lt;br /&gt;I tried asking the stupid fortune teller in Facebook but he keeps saying that we will never be together.&lt;br /&gt;I tried more than 10 times and still he said no. I guess that stupid fortune teller is right. Maybe we're not meant to be together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if I have ever hurt your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what, deep down at the bottom of my heart, there will still be a place for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-1901890263083578017?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/1901890263083578017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=1901890263083578017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/1901890263083578017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/1901890263083578017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-my-hearts-needs-to-say.html' title='What My Heart  Needs To Say.'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-4866547614398278061</id><published>2009-10-27T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T23:18:33.645-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This novel made me cry. :('/><title type='text'>Stolen by lucy Christopher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SuafPIKm1UI/AAAAAAAAAN8/IF_U0gGuyEE/s1600-h/stolen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397176285688943938" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 261px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SuafPIKm1UI/AAAAAAAAAN8/IF_U0gGuyEE/s400/stolen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;It happend like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I was stolen from an airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Taken from everything I knew,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;eveything I was used to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Taken to sand and heat, dirt and danger. And he expected &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;me to love him. This is my story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;A letter from nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Synopsis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sixteen year old Gemma is kidnapped from Bangkok airport and taken to the Australian Outback. This wild and desolated landscape becomes almost a character in a book, so vividly is it described. Ty, her captor, is no stereotype. He is young, fit, and completely gorgeous. This new life in the wilderness had been years on planning. He loves only her, wants only her. Under the hot glare of the Australian sun, cut off the world outside, can the force of his love make Gemma love him back? The story takes the form of a letter, written by Gemma to Ty, reflecting on those strange and disturbing months in the outback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I’ve never read anything like Stolen before, and I don’t think I’ll get to again. Lucy Christopher has written a stunning debut that will capture the imaginations of everyone who reads it.it’s hard to put into words how much I loved Stolen. it was captivating, compelling and utterly compulsive. Gemma’s voice drew me into her world and her story from the very first page. Even after I finished Stolen I couldn’t stop thinking about, I even lay awake thinking about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of elements of Stolen were new to me. It was written in second person which I’ve never read before. This increased the sense of intimacy as Gemma was writing to her captor, Ty, telling him her side of their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; story. The sparse, beautiful landscape of the Australian Great Sandy Desert was also new to me. I loved how there was so much life hidden in that desert, along with it’s complete isolation and Gemma and Ty’s connection to the land. In all it’s harsh reality it was still magical, especially with the inclusions of the legends of the Aborigine’s that Ty told Gemma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ty is one of the most difficult character. I hated him at first and I was constantly wishing him to let Gemma go. But then I began to get to know him as his story unfolded. He is a sympathetic character and sometimes very vulnerable but also frightening with the power he holds. But saying that, my favourite scene in the book centred around him - during and just after the reveal of Ty’s painting shed. It’s a stunning scene that will stay with me for a very long time. Those who’ve read this probably know exactly what scene I mean, but those who haven’t, I’m not going to tell you, you’ll have to read it for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;P/S The ending made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-4866547614398278061?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/4866547614398278061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=4866547614398278061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/4866547614398278061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/4866547614398278061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/10/stolen-by-lucy-christopher.html' title='Stolen by lucy Christopher'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SuafPIKm1UI/AAAAAAAAAN8/IF_U0gGuyEE/s72-c/stolen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-706382239835522858</id><published>2009-10-22T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T08:06:52.467-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidup Ini Memang Palat ; Tapi Esok Masih Ada .'/><title type='text'>Tinggalkan Saja-Kotak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;huhu .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have abandon my blog for some time alrdy due to my exams .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3 weeks baybeh~crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ohh crap . I have no idea what to talk abt .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm not really happy tht exams are finally over cause we still have the stupid Excel starting Nov 2nd .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SS really knows how to torture their students .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;well, i think i wanna share a lil creepy story .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;since im alrdy here and i hv no idea what to bla abt .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so here it goes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Last last thusday there was a dead bird behind my class .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;it look like it slid down the wall cause the wall had blood stains .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and it's feathers were everywhere .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;disgusting .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Then last week, tuesday if I'm not mistaken .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;there was a dead rat in my class .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and it smelt horrible man .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so we talked to our class teacher and she allowed us to take our exams in another class .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and the next day, there was another dead rat in my class .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;GAWD~! it smelt like-only-God-knows .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I wanted to puke .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and so we took our exam in another class again .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Thank God now no more alrdy .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and you know what's creepy and what gives me goosebumps ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;those 3 creatures died on the same spot .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;now, isn't that weird ? creepy~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;okay, sry for the lame post . lack of stories/ideas alrdy ne .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hv no idea what to bitch abt .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'll be bck soon~hopefully .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-706382239835522858?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/706382239835522858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=706382239835522858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/706382239835522858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/706382239835522858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/10/tinggalkan-saja-kotak.html' title='Tinggalkan Saja-Kotak'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-8713187535724542088</id><published>2009-09-24T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T01:13:01.037-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥Edward Cullen♥'/><title type='text'>Stupid Steroids.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I guess I wont be kissing my fats goodbye this hols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It also means that I won't be getting my burger from Imran!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thanks to the doctor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know steroids helps my asthma but it makes FAT TOO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It all started when I was packing my things to sleepover in Syaz's house. I decided not to bring my asthma inhaler as my asthma was already under control for the past two years. Then bla bla bla bla. We slept at 10.30 p.m. Suddenly I woke up at abt 3.30 or 4.00 a.m. I was having an asthma attack. God! I could hardly breath. I tried all possible positions and putting my pillow in different angles but nothing worked. It was so bad that I actually thought that I was gonna DIE! I texted my mum abt 4.30 asking her to bring my inhaler. I didn't call cause I could barely talk. But there was no reply. Then my phone rang. I rushed to pick it up thinking that it was my mum but it was actually Marvin!&lt;br /&gt;Damn. And so I continued to suffer until abt 7 a.m. +. Then my mum arrived with my inhaler. I couldn't answer any of her questions. I just got the inhaler and took 4 puffs. And I was finally relieved. hahaha. What a relieve. Then my mum asked me if I wanted to get a nebulizer but I refused. I was just lazy to go to the hosp. Then that night, mum brought me to the doc. And he said I have to take steroids. I told him that I didn't want to. But he seaid I have no choice . Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Syaz! Had lots of fun in your house. I miss Nabila!&lt;br /&gt;P/S Edward Cullen Is so irresistable! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-8713187535724542088?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/8713187535724542088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=8713187535724542088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/8713187535724542088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/8713187535724542088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/09/stupid-steroids.html' title='Stupid Steroids.'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-5408169327798512959</id><published>2009-09-23T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T09:52:40.902-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='admire .'/><title type='text'>Twihard Enough ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Srz1Fgp1XiI/AAAAAAAAANs/abGJLlRKSe8/s1600-h/Twilight+%2825%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Srz1Fgp1XiI/AAAAAAAAANs/abGJLlRKSe8/s400/Twilight+%2825%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385448729441820194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now I'm officially one of the Twilighters(Yeah yeah I know it's kinda late but hell who cares). Just couldn't resist posting this.I got it from some anonymous from some random website.For "normal guys" that might be reading this,mind you,It's not like I'm not into "normal guys" it's just that Stephenie Meyer's imaginary friend(Edward Cullen) is hard to resist !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Normal guys vs &lt;a id="publishButton" class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" target="" onclick="if (this.className.indexOf(&amp;quot;ubtn-disabled&amp;quot;) == -1) {var e = document['stuffform'].publish;(e.length) ? e[0].click() : e.click(); if (window.event) window.event.cancelBubble = true; return false;}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A normal guy would say: “I love you Baby!”&lt;br /&gt;Edward Cullen would say: “You are my life now.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal Guy would say: “I think I am falling for you.”&lt;br /&gt;Edward Cullen would say: “The Lion fell in Love with the Lamb”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal Guy would say: “You hair looks like a haystack; go brush it!”&lt;br /&gt;Edward Cullen would say: “Your hair looks like a haystack but I like it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A normal guy would pick a random song from a random artist and dedicate it to you.&lt;br /&gt;Edward Cullen would sing you a song he wrote for you while playing the piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you die, a normal guy would find another.&lt;br /&gt;If you die, Edward would kill himself cause life without you isn’t worth living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I wasn’t going to live without you..” He rolled his eyes as if that fact were childishly obvious. “..but I wasn’t sure how to do it. I knew Emmet and Jasper would never help so I was thinking maybe I would go to Italy and do something to provoke the Volturi.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you leave the house, a normal guy would say: “Bye, see ya!”&lt;br /&gt;As you leave the house Edward Cullen would say: “Come back to me, love.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smiled my favorite smile. “Hurry back to me.”&lt;br /&gt;“Always.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you come back to the house, a normal guy would be watching TV and wouldn’t even notice.&lt;br /&gt;As you come back to the house, Edward Cullen would be welcoming you by playing the piano with a song just for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I heard the music before I was out of the car. Edward hadn’t touched his piano since the night Alice left. Now, as I shut the door, I heard the song morph through a bridge and change into my lullaby. Edward was welcoming me home.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A normal guy would wait for you to make him breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Edward Cullen would make you breakfast everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you are both out for dinner, a normal guy wouldn’t keep his eyes off the sexy waitress.&lt;br /&gt;Edward Cullen wouldn’t even notice the waitress was a female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A normal guy, while driving, would keep one hand on the wheel and one hand on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;Edward Cullen, while driving, would keep one hand on the wheel and the other attached to yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While far apart in different places, a normal guy would say: “I miss you.”&lt;br /&gt;While far apart in different places, Edward Cullen would say: “It’s like you’ve taken half myself with you”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A normal guy wouldn’t care or notice if you had nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;Edward Cullen would sing until your nightmares went away.&lt;br /&gt;“Do you want me to sing to you? I’ll sing all night if it will keep the bad dreams away.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A normal guy does it with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Edward Cullen only does it with one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A normal guy buys you flowers and chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;Edward Cullen buys you a car. (THE BEST PART! HAHA!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PS: I'm Team Edward :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/377040450128258272-5408169327798512959?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/5408169327798512959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=5408169327798512959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/5408169327798512959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/5408169327798512959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/09/twihard-enough.html' title='Twihard Enough ?'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Srz1Fgp1XiI/AAAAAAAAANs/abGJLlRKSe8/s72-c/Twilight+%2825%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-6833476534737111594</id><published>2009-09-10T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T23:24:34.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like You're So Perfect, And I Can't Measure Up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haihh. It's been a long time since I last updated my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm just too lazy plus I have nothing interesting to share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Life's been okayy. I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;San2 slept abt 2/3 times in my house this week fr the stupid moral project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On sunday we slept at....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wait, we didn't sleep at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We just did the project until 3.30 a.m...talked till 4.30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and got ready for school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Damn tired mann.&lt;br /&gt;Puan leong commented on my eyebags today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the bell rang during recess.&lt;br /&gt;While my friends were rushing to the canteen..&lt;br /&gt;I sat still in my seat...waiting for Rose.&lt;br /&gt;and Purple Pen came up to Edry's table...near mine too. ;P(ampitan)&lt;br /&gt;and started to sing ne.&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, he can sing! lol.&lt;br /&gt;and Edry turned and gave this aisehh-purple pen-singing smile.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;So funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He can sing!! omg. hha. tuh pun mau excited bha kn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lol. poyo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I told Imran"chumil kn dea?" and Imran's like"ee, chumil ka?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Pity Imran, I know he must be sick and tired of my nagging and stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lol, sorry Imran. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;swt. =.=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't know what else to post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I guess I'll have to wait till I have something interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Since I'm bound to the same routine everyday. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-6833476534737111594?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/6833476534737111594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=6833476534737111594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/6833476534737111594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/6833476534737111594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/09/stop-spice-girls.html' title='Like You&apos;re So Perfect, And I Can&apos;t Measure Up.'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-7254406815626889650</id><published>2009-09-10T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T23:28:32.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Regret. But still I somehow believe in tht thingy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; taking tht fortune teller thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;ugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/melodcat?ref=mf" onclick="'ft("&gt;Melissa Grace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:verdana;" &gt;oh fuck. =.=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" class="UIStoryAttachment" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;attach&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;div class="UIStoryAttachment_Media UIStoryAttachment_MediaSingle" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;media&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;div class="UIMediaItem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/guru-sabelotodo/?ref=mf" onclick="'ft("&gt;&lt;div class="UIMediaItem_Wrapper" style=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://platform.ak.facebook.com/www/app_full_proxy.php?app=110951181685&amp;amp;v=1&amp;amp;size=b&amp;amp;cksum=b417728239b01e3c03f92d564646fcf3&amp;amp;src=http%3A%2F%2F76.73.89.186%2Fguru-sabelotodo%2Fimages%2Fguru120.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="UIStoryAttachment_Copy"&gt;&lt;div class="CopyTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Melissa ask to &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/guru-sabelotodo/" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=110951181685&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=8741332748f5ecb5312e8987f17ed6e0&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;"&gt;Fortune Teller Genius&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="CopyBody"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked Will purple pen get her? and the answer is What a good question! Of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/guru-sabelotodo/" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=110951181685&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=8741332748f5ecb5312e8987f17ed6e0&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;"&gt;Do you have a question?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="commentable_item_5380082475188494284_128650412103" class="commentable_item no_comments autoexpand_mode comment_form_128650412103" comment="{&amp;quot;source&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;target_fbid&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;128650412103&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;target_owner&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;712376070&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;target_owner_name&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;Melissa Grace&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;item_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;5380082475188494284&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;type_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;63&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;assoc_obj_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;110951181685&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;check_hash&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;83c97d9f955a2bdc&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;num_comments&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;extra_story_params&amp;quot;:{&amp;quot;target_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;712376070&amp;quot;},&amp;quot;source_app_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;extra_data&amp;quot;:[]}"&gt;&lt;form method="POST" action="/" name="add_comment" id="add_comment" class="add_comment hidden_add_button collapsed_comments"&gt;&lt;input name="charset_test" value="€,´,€,´,水,Д,Є" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input id="fb_dtsg" name="fb_dtsg" value="4USXB" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input id="post_form_id" name="post_form_id" value="8741332748f5ecb5312e8987f17ed6e0" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Header"&gt;&lt;div class="UIStory_Hide"&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onclick="'ProfileStream.hideStory(" href="http://www.blogger.com/%5C" id="110951181685\"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIButton_Text"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;                 &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/melodcat?ref=mf" onclick="'ft("&gt;Melissa Grace&lt;/a&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:verdana;" class="UIStory_Message" &gt;shit. regretttt. shouldn't hv took this thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" class="UIStoryAttachment" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;attach&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;div class="UIStoryAttachment_Media UIStoryAttachment_MediaSingle" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;media&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;div class="UIMediaItem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/guru-sabelotodo/?ref=mf" onclick="'ft("&gt;&lt;div class="UIMediaItem_Wrapper" style=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://platform.ak.facebook.com/www/app_full_proxy.php?app=110951181685&amp;amp;v=1&amp;amp;size=b&amp;amp;cksum=b417728239b01e3c03f92d564646fcf3&amp;amp;src=http%3A%2F%2F76.73.89.186%2Fguru-sabelotodo%2Fimages%2Fguru120.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="UIStoryAttachment_Copy"&gt;&lt;div class="CopyTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Melissa ask to &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/guru-sabelotodo/" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=110951181685&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=8741332748f5ecb5312e8987f17ed6e0&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;"&gt;Fortune Teller Genius&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="CopyBody"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked Will I get Purple Pen?  and the answer is hmmmmmm... no, really not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/guru-sabelotodo/" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=110951181685&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=8741332748f5ecb5312e8987f17ed6e0&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;"&gt;Do you have a question?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input name="charset_test" value="€,´,€,´,水,Д,Є" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input id="fb_dtsg" name="fb_dtsg" value="4USXB" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input id="post_form_id" name="post_form_id" value="8741332748f5ecb5312e8987f17ed6e0" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="UIActionLinks UIActionLinks_bottom UIIntentionalStory_Info"&gt;&lt;div class="UIImageBlock clearfix"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/apps/application.php?id=110951181685&amp;amp;ref=mf" class="UIImageBlock_Image" title="Fortune Teller Genius" onclick="'ft("&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-7254406815626889650?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/7254406815626889650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=7254406815626889650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/7254406815626889650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/7254406815626889650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/09/regret-but-still-i-somehow-believe-in.html' title='Regret. But still I somehow believe in tht thingy.'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-2342399821196220488</id><published>2009-09-04T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T04:25:09.182-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidup Ini Memang Palat ; Tapi Esok Masih Ada .'/><title type='text'>You're Like A Recurring Nightmare.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SqEXw6Pe6LI/AAAAAAAAANU/f7dobqSgS-0/s1600-h/e51298ac3b552f8414308bdd123c9b39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SqEXw6Pe6LI/AAAAAAAAANU/f7dobqSgS-0/s400/e51298ac3b552f8414308bdd123c9b39.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377605559092439218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Too many dreams of you last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I think all of those dreams has a meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I don't know what do these dreams mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'm curious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Perhaps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I need a dreams interpreter ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I need YOU, whoever you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;hha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;comment me in my blog or fb. ASAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-2342399821196220488?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/2342399821196220488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=2342399821196220488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/2342399821196220488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/2342399821196220488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/09/youre-like-recurring-nightmare.html' title='You&apos;re Like A Recurring Nightmare.'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SqEXw6Pe6LI/AAAAAAAAANU/f7dobqSgS-0/s72-c/e51298ac3b552f8414308bdd123c9b39.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-5939733611505068856</id><published>2009-08-25T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T18:17:41.676-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidup Ini Memang Palat ; Tapi Esok Masih Ada .'/><title type='text'>Miss.Miss.Miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I wish you were here Papa :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;To celebrate with me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;sigh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tears rolled down on my face when I received your text this morning .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Miss you loads !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-5939733611505068856?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/5939733611505068856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=5939733611505068856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/5939733611505068856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/5939733611505068856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/08/missmissmiss.html' title='Miss.Miss.Miss'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-9165311067383872423</id><published>2009-08-25T06:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T06:35:05.678-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidup Ini Memang Palat ; Tapi Esok Masih Ada .'/><title type='text'>RUGRATS :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SpPn0mL0uwI/AAAAAAAAANE/FzW7Gow0Iw8/s1600-h/Image001.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/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SpPn0mL0uwI/AAAAAAAAANE/FzW7Gow0Iw8/s320/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373893671172487938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;My bday gift from my maid .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Thanks kak Christina :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;berlah kecil bha, it's the thought tht counts bha kak . :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's name is Rugrats . (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-9165311067383872423?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/9165311067383872423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=9165311067383872423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/9165311067383872423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/9165311067383872423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/08/rugrats-d.html' title='RUGRATS :D'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SpPn0mL0uwI/AAAAAAAAANE/FzW7Gow0Iw8/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-5518601498463317468</id><published>2009-08-24T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T00:10:33.389-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidup Ini Memang Palat ; Tapi Esok Masih Ada .'/><title type='text'>Why Does Love Always Feel Like A Battlefield ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SpI83gHZ-MI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ag9L6LnJNko/s1600-h/3371462680_016fd4f349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SpI83gHZ-MI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ag9L6LnJNko/s320/3371462680_016fd4f349.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373424229617891522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Both hands tied behind my back with nothing&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, these times when we climb so fast to fall again&lt;br /&gt;Why we gotta fall for it now&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to start a war&lt;br /&gt;You know I never wanna hurt you&lt;br /&gt;Don't even know what we're fighting for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-5518601498463317468?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/5518601498463317468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=5518601498463317468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/5518601498463317468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/5518601498463317468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-does-love-always-feel-like.html' title='Why Does Love Always Feel Like A Battlefield ?'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SpI83gHZ-MI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ag9L6LnJNko/s72-c/3371462680_016fd4f349.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-3995854053125947750</id><published>2009-08-23T04:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:42:47.107-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidup Ini Memang Palat ; Tapi Esok Masih Ada .'/><title type='text'>Random Is The Way I Like It :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I took few personality kinda quizzes in facebook recently .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And I find SOME of them quite true .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hhe .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Here are the results .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Loves to joke around, Suave and Caring, Brave and Fearless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Firm and has leadership qualities. Know how to console others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Too Generous and Egoistic. Takes high pride of oneself. Thirsty for praises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Extraordinary spirit. Easily Angered. Angry when provoked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Easily Jealous. Observant, Careful and Cautious. Thinks Carefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Independent Thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Loves to DREAM. Talented in arts, music, and defense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Sensitive but NOT pretty. POOR RESISTANCE AGAINTS ILLNESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Loving and Caring. Loves to make new friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You wear your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; heart on your sleeves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You are very in touch with your feelings and the feelings of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;However, this oftens leaves you heartbroken. People take you and the things you do for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Despite everything you've gone through life and relationship, you always find a way to recover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;(I think this one is really really true)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;You have a split personality. One minute your you, and the next minute you have to put on a tough front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;You are very sexy. When you are on your though side,  you are strong, sassy and aggresive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;But on the other side of you, you are sweet, and NOT VERY CONFIDENT. You like to have a good time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;and people love you too !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Well, what can I say about you. You Stand Out. Always have and always will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Wheather you like it or not, people see you as crazy, friendly, freaky, cool, funny, outstanding person !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Everyone should like you for just being yourself, random is the way you like to live it. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;And I answered those quizzes honestly okay peeps . :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-3995854053125947750?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/3995854053125947750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=3995854053125947750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/3995854053125947750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/3995854053125947750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-took-few-personality-kinda-quizzes-in.html' title='Random Is The Way I Like It :D'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-2677023063993815342</id><published>2009-08-20T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:43:09.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo Much ? lol .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Did I lose my love to someone better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And does she love you like I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I do, you know I really really do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Well hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So much I need to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Been lonely since the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The day you went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So sad but true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;For me there's only you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Been crying since the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The day you went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'm tired , I'm stressed out , I hate HIM .&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused . I hate, I hate, I hate .&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like throwing my heart in an ocean&lt;br /&gt;So tht I wouldnt have to feel anything .&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be HEARTLESS .&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm spinning round with mixed feelings .&lt;br /&gt;I wanna scream out loud .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect it turn out to be like this .&lt;br /&gt;If I knew, I wouldnt have done it .&lt;br /&gt;I regret, if only I could turn the clock back.....I would .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things around me are changing .&lt;br /&gt;From bad to worst .&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of control .&lt;br /&gt;And all I can do is just stand watch all the walls around me crumble .&lt;br /&gt;I have no strength to do anything .&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda going thru' this "emo" period , I guess .&lt;br /&gt;I don't knw why . I don't knw whts wrong with me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the mood for Linkin Park's Numb, Crawling .&lt;br /&gt;Avril Lavigne's I'm With You, Mobile, Fall To Pieces, My Happy Ending, Runaway .&lt;br /&gt;Kotak's, Tonggalkan Saja . Kelly Clarkson's Behind These Hazel Eyes .&lt;br /&gt;And all those emo songs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog is the only way to relive and let go of everything without speaking  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is eveyrthing so confusing ?&lt;br /&gt;trying to firgure out this life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sakit ati ku tingu ko bha .&lt;br /&gt;sandi la idup ku klu tingu ko ari2 .&lt;br /&gt;adeyy .&lt;br /&gt;I wish it wasn't you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-2677023063993815342?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/2677023063993815342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=2677023063993815342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/2677023063993815342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/2677023063993815342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/08/emo-much-lol.html' title='Emo Much ? lol .'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-351200489737123734</id><published>2009-08-15T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T07:51:30.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revenge Is Sweeter-The Veronicas .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I saw it in the news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;it told me they were wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and I stood up for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;'cause I believed you were the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;you had all the chances in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;to let me know the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;what the hell's wrong with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;are you even listening when I talk to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;do you even care what I'm going through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;you stare and you're staring right through me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;you're right there but its like you never knew me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;do you even know I'm up to head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;did you give up on me to be with her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsyoulove.com/v/veronicas/revenge_is_sweeter/" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Revenge Is Sweeter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; than you ever were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm so mad at you right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and I can't even find the words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and you're on the way down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I can't wait to see you burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;you tried to make me hate that (?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;when I should be hating you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;what the hell's wrong with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;are you even listening when I talk to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;do you even care what I'm going through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;you stare and you're staring right through me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;you're right there but its like you never knew me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;do you even know I'm up to head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;did you give up on me to be with her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;revenge is sweeter than you ever were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;revenge is sweeter than you ever were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;nothing can save you now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;that is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I guess that you findd out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;that you're no one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;don't say you're sorry now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;'cause I just don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;nothing can save you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;nothing can save you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;are you even listening when I talk to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;do you even care what I'm going through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;you stare and you're staring right through me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;you're right there but its like you never knew me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;do you even know I'm up to head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;did you give up on me to be with her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;revenge is sweeter than you ever were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;revenge is sweeter than you ever were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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.'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-6111871646973536590</id><published>2009-08-14T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:04:07.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Manda :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1.What kind of song you usually listen to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anything would do . I'm a universal listener . (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2.Name 10 of your favourite singers(Solo/Band)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;whoa . this is hard shit mann .&lt;br /&gt;em,&lt;br /&gt;1.Eminem&lt;br /&gt;2.Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;3.Agnes Monica&lt;br /&gt;4.Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;5. Beyonce&lt;br /&gt;6.Britney&lt;br /&gt;7.Hey Monday&lt;br /&gt;8.Demi Lavato&lt;br /&gt;9.Miley Cyrus&lt;br /&gt;10. Kangen Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;3.What makes you like a song.&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics definitely . The rhytm, the beat .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Most favourite clubbing songs&lt;br /&gt;Forever-Chris Brown, Hot&amp;amp;Cold remix ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Other than english songs, do you listen to song in other language&lt;br /&gt;Malay,Indon,Chinese,sum latin and philipines .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;6.Do you listen to chinese songs&lt;br /&gt;yeap . luv 'em .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Open your player and press next until it goes to a chinese song and write it down.&lt;br /&gt;Tong Hua-Guang Liang (what an old song still luv it thou)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Do you know what is the meaning of the song&lt;br /&gt;About his girlfriend who is sick and is dying i think ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;9.Do you like the song&lt;br /&gt;Yeap .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Press next again , write down the song.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing Grace-Chris Tomlin . (my dad's fav song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;11.Do you buy original album or download songs illegally&lt;br /&gt;I download 'em but not illegally . lol .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;12.Based on question 2, according to the list name the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; your favourite song sang by the singer/band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ALOT&lt;br /&gt;2.ALOT&lt;br /&gt;3.Teruskanlah&lt;br /&gt;4.You Belong With Me&lt;br /&gt;5.Righ The Alarm&lt;br /&gt;6. ALOT&lt;br /&gt;7.How You Love Me Now&lt;br /&gt;8. Don't Forget&lt;br /&gt;9. 7 Things&lt;br /&gt;10. Jangan Menangis ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;13.Now tag 10 friends of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Syafa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2. Balqis&lt;br /&gt;3. Kay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4. Marilynn&lt;br /&gt;5. Rufina&lt;br /&gt;6. Marlia&lt;br /&gt;7. Deepika&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anyone who wishes to do this . (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Hard Part, find a song for each ot th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;uina j0 . hha .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1.Sugar-Florida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. idk . lol .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Viva La Vida-Coldplay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Just A Dream-Carrie Underwood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. idk . lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. em, sum Tokio Hotel song .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. Poker Face-Lady Gaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-6111871646973536590?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/6111871646973536590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=6111871646973536590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/6111871646973536590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/6111871646973536590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/08/tagged-by-manda-d.html' title='Tagged by Manda :D'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-7279355695493144123</id><published>2009-08-01T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T04:39:13.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever . :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My dream wedding .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is like the most awesome and coolest wedding ever .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4-94JhLEiN0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4-94JhLEiN0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone who attended that wedding&lt;br /&gt;would remember it their whole life .&lt;br /&gt;It's just so awesome .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people may disagree .&lt;br /&gt;But who cares rite ?&lt;br /&gt;It's your wedding day, you wanna remember it till eternity .&lt;br /&gt;So do it as you wish .&lt;br /&gt;And the haters will shut up .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm sick of the&lt;br /&gt;"Here Comes The Bride"&lt;br /&gt;slow song where the bride has to walk slowly along the aisle .&lt;br /&gt;Gawd ! That would make her hell more nervous .&lt;br /&gt;This Forever by Chris Brown song which she dances to&lt;br /&gt;is just "whooooaaaa" .&lt;br /&gt;Something fun which would definitely reduce her nervous feeling .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GET MARRIED LIKE THIS  !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro said : Don't Dream Too Much Melissa !&lt;br /&gt;hha . WHY ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-7279355695493144123?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/7279355695493144123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=7279355695493144123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/7279355695493144123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/7279355695493144123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/08/forever-d.html' title='Forever . :D'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-6229717168977844962</id><published>2009-07-30T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T02:22:59.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidup Ini Memang Palat ; Tapi Esok Masih Ada .'/><title type='text'>Tissue ? RAWR :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SnFiBSjRbPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/twvzpoDOQp8/s1600-h/Ouch+love+hurts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SnFiBSjRbPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/twvzpoDOQp8/s400/Ouch+love+hurts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364176405474143474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;He Said: Love Sucks .&lt;br /&gt;I know what he means .&lt;br /&gt;I know who is he talking about .&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling For The Second Time ?&lt;br /&gt;Ouh Gawd !&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand it when he starts blushing .&lt;br /&gt;He makes me melt .&lt;br /&gt;Everytime when he askes me for tissues .&lt;br /&gt;or when he calls me Grace just for the fun of it .&lt;br /&gt;and when he taught me maths yesterday . :D&lt;br /&gt;and when he got the most votes in Basketball today . (:&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaa .&lt;br /&gt;Tissue !&lt;br /&gt;The Guy Who Blushes Alot !&lt;br /&gt;I miss you . RAWR :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-6229717168977844962?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/6229717168977844962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=6229717168977844962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/6229717168977844962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/6229717168977844962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/07/tissue-rawr-d.html' title='Tissue ? RAWR :D'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SnFiBSjRbPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/twvzpoDOQp8/s72-c/Ouch+love+hurts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-1159595561836408030</id><published>2009-07-25T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T02:32:47.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIGMAC :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SmrQmwlhEAI/AAAAAAAAALU/ohc8o0teJkg/s1600-h/big-mac-extra-value-meal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 370px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SmrQmwlhEAI/AAAAAAAAALU/ohc8o0teJkg/s400/big-mac-extra-value-meal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362327670633861122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm so craving for a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;BIGMAC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm dying . I need it like NOWWWW .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's the third 3rd time this week  that I dreamt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I was ordering a bigmac .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And before I could enjoy  even a tiny lil bite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I wake up .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Gawd !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Why can't sandakan just have one McD ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;arrgghhh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Charles, get for me one when you're coming !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SmrQKCpQYtI/AAAAAAAAALM/bqaAx4kIIkY/s1600-h/BigMac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SmrQKCpQYtI/AAAAAAAAALM/bqaAx4kIIkY/s400/BigMac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362327177265177298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is what I'm talking about people . The Real Deal .&lt;br /&gt;BIGMac .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SmrP2vDLjOI/AAAAAAAAAK8/m-0reHKAI7s/s1600-h/big_mac_01_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SmrP2vDLjOI/AAAAAAAAAK8/m-0reHKAI7s/s400/big_mac_01_1280x1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362326845587688674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/377040450128258272-1159595561836408030?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/1159595561836408030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=1159595561836408030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/1159595561836408030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/1159595561836408030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/07/bigmac-d.html' title='BIGMAC :D'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SmrQmwlhEAI/AAAAAAAAALU/ohc8o0teJkg/s72-c/big-mac-extra-value-meal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-6430730030622832136</id><published>2009-07-23T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T02:19:44.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This song goes out to you Purple Pen . :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;It's Alright,It's Okay-Ashley Tisdale .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me&lt;br /&gt;There's no need&lt;br /&gt;To talk it out&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's too late&lt;br /&gt;To proceed&lt;br /&gt;And slowly&lt;br /&gt;I took your words&lt;br /&gt;And walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No looking back&lt;br /&gt;I won't regret, no&lt;br /&gt;I will find my way&lt;br /&gt;I'm broken&lt;br /&gt;But still I have to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all right, ok&lt;br /&gt;I'm so much better without you&lt;br /&gt;I won't be sorry&lt;br /&gt;All right, ok&lt;br /&gt;So don't you bother what I do&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you say&lt;br /&gt;I won't return&lt;br /&gt;Our bridge has burnt down&lt;br /&gt;I'm stronger now&lt;br /&gt;All right, ok&lt;br /&gt;I'm so much better without you&lt;br /&gt;I won't be sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You played me&lt;br /&gt;Betrayed me&lt;br /&gt;Your love was nothing but a game&lt;br /&gt;Portrait a role&lt;br /&gt;You took control, I&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but fall&lt;br /&gt;So deep&lt;br /&gt;But now I see things clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all right, ok&lt;br /&gt;I'm so much better without you&lt;br /&gt;I won't be sorry&lt;br /&gt;All right, ok&lt;br /&gt;So don't you bother what I do&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you say&lt;br /&gt;I won't return&lt;br /&gt;Our bridge has burnt down&lt;br /&gt;I'm stronger now&lt;br /&gt;All right, ok&lt;br /&gt;I'm so much better without you&lt;br /&gt;I won't be sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your fiction tears on me&lt;br /&gt;Just save them for someone in need&lt;br /&gt;It's way too late&lt;br /&gt;I'm closing the door &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-6430730030622832136?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/6430730030622832136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=6430730030622832136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/6430730030622832136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/6430730030622832136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-alright-its-okay-ashley-tisdale_23.html' title='This song goes out to you Purple Pen . :D'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-4224882853412579143</id><published>2009-07-05T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T02:45:00.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel like shopping....</title><content type='html'>Hair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Shampoo brand do you use?&lt;br /&gt;L'oreal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Conditioner do you use?&lt;br /&gt;same brand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you use a flat-iron daily?&lt;br /&gt;nope .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What styling products do you use?&lt;br /&gt;Herbal essence dangerously straight sumthang .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer your hair to be up or down?&lt;br /&gt;i prefer it down .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your hair long or short?&lt;br /&gt;Long . Wish it was longer .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you dye your hair?&lt;br /&gt;nope . I want to ! when my dad gives the green light . :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you use the same color,&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you dye your hair?&lt;br /&gt;never ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear make-up?&lt;br /&gt;Eyeliner,mascara . sometimes . i prefer my face natural .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What brand of foundation do you wear?&lt;br /&gt;I don't use foundation .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What brand of Mascara?&lt;br /&gt;Maybelline .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear eyeshadow?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes . depends on the place .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What brand?&lt;br /&gt;idk . lol . my mum's one .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color blush do you wear?&lt;br /&gt;i don't usually wear blush...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What brand?&lt;br /&gt;I borrow Aeyn's one sometimes . Bodyshop .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lip stick or lip gloss?&lt;br /&gt;I prefer lip gloss and lip butter since I'm still young .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the answer is gloss, what flavor?&lt;br /&gt;strawberry . currently, I like wildberry lip butter from bodyshop .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of cleanser do you use?&lt;br /&gt;Simple .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you use the Biore pore strips?&lt;br /&gt;no i don't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nails:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are your nails natural or fake?&lt;br /&gt;natural .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long or short?&lt;br /&gt;short la if not kena saman RM2 . prefect bha . lol .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color do you normally paint your nails?&lt;br /&gt;light pink, purple, black .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get manicures often?&lt;br /&gt;nope .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about pedicures?&lt;br /&gt;same...nope .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you paint your toenails?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color?&lt;br /&gt;same as my fingernails .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your normal style?&lt;br /&gt;the normal t's and jeans . sometimes skinny .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite brand of clothes?&lt;br /&gt;mix and match . :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you normally shop for clothes?&lt;br /&gt;One utama .....---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to dress up, or are you more casual?&lt;br /&gt;I love dressing up . But when you're living in sandakan casual is better .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear a belt with all of your pants?&lt;br /&gt;yeah . coz dad always pulls my pants up...he said too low cut can see everything . lol .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like flared leg pants?&lt;br /&gt;hell no .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear shorts in the summer?&lt;br /&gt;yeah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about tank tops?&lt;br /&gt;yeah baby .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many pairs of jeans do you own?&lt;br /&gt;4 . skinnies and straight cut . luv the skinnes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many pairs of shoes do you have?&lt;br /&gt;haha . shoes ? shitt . idk . but im always with my flip flops unless im goin to church .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you wear a pair of shoes that hurt your feet&lt;br /&gt;heck no .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a flip-flop lover?&lt;br /&gt;ouh yeah baybeh . (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about stilletos?&lt;br /&gt;yeap . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What size shoe do you wear?&lt;br /&gt;school shoes-4 flip flop-9 heels-7-8....so idk .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you own a lot of dressy shoes?&lt;br /&gt;two only . when you're living in sandakan . you don't need to own too much .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you own any Mary-Janes?&lt;br /&gt;nope . hoping to get one soon .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accessories:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite accessory?&lt;br /&gt;bangles . bracelets . necklaces .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a lot of jewelry?&lt;br /&gt;i do but not much . recently my bro got me sum from forever21 . so thts the best . I don't collect 'em .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many pairs of sunglasses do you own?&lt;br /&gt;I lost mine . shitt .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just love the big sunglasses?&lt;br /&gt;ouh yeahhh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear earrings daily?&lt;br /&gt;nope . wanna pierce 2 . dad said no, just one . so lazy to wear la .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about necklaces?&lt;br /&gt;always !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rings?&lt;br /&gt;no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bracelets?&lt;br /&gt;bangles .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many watches do you own?&lt;br /&gt;currently im wearing the one my bro got me . Denni (: not a fan of watches but i cant live without 'em .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear a watch daily?&lt;br /&gt;of coz ! i would be lost without it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many purses do you have?&lt;br /&gt;including bags 7 la . most of it roxy only .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you switch purses often?&lt;br /&gt;always ! to match my outfit .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your wallet have to match your purse?&lt;br /&gt;nope . lol .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are your purses the huge ones, or are they smaller?&lt;br /&gt;smal and normal size .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unmentionables:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you buy the frilly, girly underwear, or plain cotton ones?&lt;br /&gt;like Qiz . the plain...printed . as long as it's cute .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel about thongs?&lt;br /&gt;i think it's weird . how do you where that thing ? lol .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your bra HAVE to match your undies?&lt;br /&gt;same like qiz, sometimes...at least color-coordinated lahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many bras do you have?&lt;br /&gt;6 i guess ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many pairs of panties do you own?&lt;br /&gt;tonnes !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about socks, how many pairs?&lt;br /&gt;school socks..a whole drawer of 'em . and 2 nike ones . i don't use 'em .  lol .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear different colored socks, or do you prefer plain white?&lt;br /&gt;depends .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deepika&lt;br /&gt;Kay&lt;br /&gt;Mia&lt;br /&gt;Marilynn &lt;br /&gt;Syafa&lt;br /&gt;Rufina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-4224882853412579143?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/4224882853412579143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=4224882853412579143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/4224882853412579143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/4224882853412579143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/07/hair-what-shampoo-brand-do-you-use.html' title='Feel like shopping....'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-5340298124990025579</id><published>2009-07-03T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T08:07:26.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Little Girl .</title><content type='html'>I miss my dad so much right now .&lt;br /&gt;I just wish he was here .&lt;br /&gt;Things would be much much better .&lt;br /&gt;I hate it that you missed part of my childhood .&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were to see me growing up each day .&lt;br /&gt;I don't like seeing you 5 months once .&lt;br /&gt;It ain't fun and I miss you .&lt;br /&gt;Ouh gawd !&lt;br /&gt;No words can describe my feelings rite now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always needed time on my own&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd need you there when I cry&lt;br /&gt;And the days feel like years when I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;When you walk away I count the steps that you take&lt;br /&gt;Do you see how much I need you right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone&lt;br /&gt;The pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone&lt;br /&gt;The face I came to know is missing too&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone&lt;br /&gt;The words I need to hear to always get me through the day and make it ok&lt;br /&gt;I miss you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I miss you papa .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-5340298124990025579?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/5340298124990025579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=5340298124990025579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/5340298124990025579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/5340298124990025579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/07/your-little-girl.html' title='Your Little Girl .'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-3322279118520225685</id><published>2009-06-22T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T07:22:37.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidup Ini Memang Palat ; Tapi Esok Masih Ada .'/><title type='text'>These Things I'll Never Say....</title><content type='html'>Hey "DR" a.k.a Purple Pen .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can everything between us really get better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it hurts like this.&lt;br /&gt;And when i see you being effortless,&lt;br /&gt;I get discouraged.&lt;br /&gt;What am i fighting for??&lt;br /&gt;Love??&lt;br /&gt;With who??&lt;br /&gt;For who??&lt;br /&gt;For what??&lt;br /&gt;I love you and i will always do.&lt;br /&gt;Everything i do. EVERY single thing.&lt;br /&gt;Its all for you.&lt;br /&gt;And you...&lt;br /&gt;You just don't see it.&lt;br /&gt;You see nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you . :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-3322279118520225685?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/3322279118520225685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=3322279118520225685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/3322279118520225685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/3322279118520225685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/06/these-things-ill-never-say.html' title='These Things I&apos;ll Never Say....'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-3173602995118505100</id><published>2009-06-13T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T01:48:41.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Friends-Miley Cyrus .</title><content type='html'>Pictures of me and Syaz .&lt;br /&gt;Taken yesterday before the movie . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SjNnllM_XcI/AAAAAAAAAKk/R0XCYcvh7vg/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SjNnllM_XcI/AAAAAAAAAKk/R0XCYcvh7vg/s400/Image024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346731077958327746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SjNnlVF5PpI/AAAAAAAAAKc/vAjbG3EZI-U/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SjNnlVF5PpI/AAAAAAAAAKc/vAjbG3EZI-U/s400/Image025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346731073633599122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SjNnlBi5ZfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/VxkUPzfK86s/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SjNnlBi5ZfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/VxkUPzfK86s/s400/Image020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346731068386534898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SjNnJ34cuLI/AAAAAAAAAKM/CQEr98xowxQ/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SjNnJ34cuLI/AAAAAAAAAKM/CQEr98xowxQ/s400/Image019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346730601936107698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SjNnJuKA5WI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ZvcFCpFp7VU/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SjNnJuKA5WI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ZvcFCpFp7VU/s400/Image017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346730599325427042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SjNnJR_pyzI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/HZy6scap53Q/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SjNnJR_pyzI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/HZy6scap53Q/s400/Image015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346730591765777202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SjNnJCiMkXI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/BFtC4v0Lzy8/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SjNnJCiMkXI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/BFtC4v0Lzy8/s400/Image013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346730587615695218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SjNnI2fbtQI/AAAAAAAAAJs/k-v0wTJSWgI/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SjNnI2fbtQI/AAAAAAAAAJs/k-v0wTJSWgI/s400/Image011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346730584382878978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-3173602995118505100?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/3173602995118505100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=3173602995118505100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/3173602995118505100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/3173602995118505100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/06/true-friends-miley-cyrus.html' title='True Friends-Miley Cyrus .'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SjNnllM_XcI/AAAAAAAAAKk/R0XCYcvh7vg/s72-c/Image024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-1329788449795217312</id><published>2009-06-12T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T01:51:33.735-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidup Ini Memang Palat ; Tapi Esok Masih Ada .'/><title type='text'>I Do Not Hook Up-Kelly Clarkson .</title><content type='html'>Oh Gawd !&lt;br /&gt;F*ck NIE .&lt;br /&gt;2000 word essay .&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that I have not done my&lt;br /&gt;goddamnit moral and sivik project .&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not done with the NIE competition 's&lt;br /&gt;2000 word essay .&lt;br /&gt;And I have to pass it all up on monday .&lt;br /&gt;Today's friday .&lt;br /&gt;I doubt I can finish it up by Monday .&lt;br /&gt;Damn it !&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell are my group members ?&lt;br /&gt;I'm so stressed out that I can cry .&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know where to start .&lt;br /&gt;I have got all the info(s) for the NIE essay .&lt;br /&gt;Just need my mum to check if it's suitable .&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how the cover should be .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I've been trying to release my stress .&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying the last days of hols .&lt;br /&gt;While counting the days for school to reopen .&lt;br /&gt;Besides Facebook's Mafia Wars .&lt;br /&gt;I have been on one of the most hilarious website .&lt;br /&gt;Perez Hilton's website .&lt;br /&gt;It's a goddamnit awesome website mann !&lt;br /&gt;link, http:perezhilton.com/&lt;br /&gt;And seventeen.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg and continue with my stuffs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some LOL youtube videos links&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cNkp4QF3we8&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meu6WlGo8R4&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=plKs24Uvk-s&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_RgL2MKfWTo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-1329788449795217312?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/1329788449795217312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=1329788449795217312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/1329788449795217312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/1329788449795217312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-do-not-hook-up-kelly-clarkson.html' title='I Do Not Hook Up-Kelly Clarkson .'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-3911395863351992439</id><published>2009-06-10T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T04:37:56.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Climb-Miley Cyrus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah baby, I'm totally in love with that song .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I gotta keep trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gotta keep my head held high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Always gonna be an uphill battle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;em, I slept over at Mai's house yesterday, again . Before that as usual we went to kbox and all . Then we went to the cc to search for info for the NIE thingy . After we got those infos we couldn't save it in the pendrive . Something wrong with the stupid comp . =.=/ But thank God the kakak there was willing to help . She saved it her email sent it to me later on . Thanks Roselyn ! (: Then we went back to Mai's house . So much for our plan to the NIE thingy in the night . We spent the whole night talking, and Mai got....ahahaha ! sshhh . lol . And then today morning the actual plan was to come to my house and go online and search for infos and again our plan got cancelled . Juju called and asked us to go for a movie with Mimie . (: so yeah, Night At The Museum . Damn funny . Okay, LOL movie  . While waiting for my mum , we had a drink in a-so-called-cafe la . When my mum arrived we all stood and waited in front of the cafe then we got into the car . On the way, Mai was like "staga, teda plk kita bayar minuman &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;kta tdi"  .  We were all like . OMG !!! embarassing . lol . Then my mum asked to go tomorrow and get it settled . ahahahaha . haihh . embarassing .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Sorry for such a boring post .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Si-ZoFc0rtI/AAAAAAAAAI0/UuAVp9jLkNs/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Si-ZoFc0rtI/AAAAAAAAAI0/UuAVp9jLkNs/s400/Image022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345660196648955602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Just Woke Up Face .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Si-ZncywWvI/AAAAAAAAAIc/tNUWwHItAmE/s1600-h/DSC00227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Si-ZncywWvI/AAAAAAAAAIc/tNUWwHItAmE/s400/DSC00227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345660185735092978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Juju, Melo, Mai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Si-Zn6m45bI/AAAAAAAAAIs/7f09GO75344/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Si-Zn6m45bI/AAAAAAAAAIs/7f09GO75344/s400/Image021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345660193738384818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;BFF-Before Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Si-ZnqnAXhI/AAAAAAAAAIk/J5P9kf1iOY0/s1600-h/DSC00232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Si-ZnqnAXhI/AAAAAAAAAIk/J5P9kf1iOY0/s400/DSC00232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345660189443907090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;BOWLING TIME ! Me, Juju, Mimie .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Si-ZnFTfi_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/zze-Q7rPoJY/s1600-h/DSC00228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Si-ZnFTfi_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/zze-Q7rPoJY/s400/DSC00228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345660179429952498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Juju, Mai, Melo, Mimie .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-3911395863351992439?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/3911395863351992439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=3911395863351992439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/3911395863351992439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/3911395863351992439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/06/climb-miley-cyrus.html' title='The Climb-Miley Cyrus'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Si-ZoFc0rtI/AAAAAAAAAI0/UuAVp9jLkNs/s72-c/Image022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-325624240983013718</id><published>2009-06-07T00:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:55:32.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playboys . Gawd! You guys should get a life !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;I got this from Dora .&lt;br /&gt;Whooa . I totally love it .&lt;br /&gt;Everything below...so damn true .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Bebedah kau lelaki playboy !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; kau fikir kau tu kacak kau boleh mengorat siapa2 saja yang kau mau la hah??? TOLONGLAH!! lelaki macam kau nie boleh berambus dari dunia nie ko tau!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   kau x kenal erti setia!&lt;br /&gt;kau anggap semua perempuan sama saja!&lt;br /&gt;sedangkan kasih nya padamu tulus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  KAU MEMANG BEDEBAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  kau tak tau menghargai perempuan!&lt;br /&gt;kau ucap "i miss you..i love you..muach" pada kekasih hati tapi apa?? KAU BEDEBAH!!&lt;br /&gt;kau ucap juga kata2 itu pada perawan lain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   kau kata kau sayang kekasihmu&lt;br /&gt;tapi apa kau buat?&lt;br /&gt;cukup sekadar sebuah ciuman di bibir gadis lain&lt;br /&gt;dan kau tipu dia!! kekasihmu! kasihan ah kasihan&lt;br /&gt;kau tak mengerti rasanya&lt;br /&gt;bila kita dikhianati kekasih sendiri yang amat kita sayangi&lt;br /&gt;apa kau faham?&lt;br /&gt;TIDAK!&lt;br /&gt;SEBAB KAU BEDEBAH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    "Miss..Love.."? kau fikir senang ucap kata itu?&lt;br /&gt;Cukup lah pada cinta mu..&lt;br /&gt;Yang kau GATAL, SUNDAL mau ucap pada si dara yang lain kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;jika dia yang mengucapkan kata2 itu padamu, benar ya benar hatinya&lt;br /&gt;KAU PULA?? nafsu serakah mu tak sah kalau bukan pada yang satu!&lt;br /&gt;sebab itu aku panggil KAU BEDEBAH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    Ahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Dia cukup sayang kan kau, kau tahu tak??&lt;br /&gt;Dia mimpikan kau! Dia selalu lihat kau tatkala matanya tertutup&lt;br /&gt;Katanya "Cinta ini hanya untuk dia, hanya dia"&lt;br /&gt;TAPI HOI LELAKI KAU MEMANG BODOH DAN BEDEBAH!&lt;br /&gt;kau tak nampak ka dia sayang sangat dekat kau hah??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    TOLONG LAH! PLEASEE!&lt;br /&gt;dia berhabis duit untuk kau, buat diri dia sentiasa cantik agar kau tak pergi pada gadis lain&lt;br /&gt;dia sanggup pergi topup untuk kau, walaupun dia terpaksa jalan kaki sejauh itu&lt;br /&gt;semuanya untuk kau!&lt;br /&gt;dia sanggup tak tidur malam, kalau kau online waktu tu&lt;br /&gt;dia sanggup tak tidur malam, untuk call kau saja&lt;br /&gt;dia sanggup dia sanggup dia sanggup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  ITUPUN KAU TAK NAMPAK KA HAH??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  KAU BUTA??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  aku tanya betul2 ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  kau jangan diam2 situ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  KAU JAWAB!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  kau jangan gelak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; BEDEBAH PUNYA LELAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   Kau kata kau boleh hantar kekasih hatimu ke mana saja dia mahu pergi&lt;br /&gt;Wahhh, Benarrr...Dia TERHARU kau kata begitu&lt;br /&gt;ALAMAK sayangnya, kenderaanmu itu sudah berganti-ganti gadis di dalamnya&lt;br /&gt;kau ucap benda yang sama pada MEREKA..&lt;br /&gt;kau fikir apa?&lt;br /&gt;perempuan ini baju? senang dibeli, senang koyak, senang dibuang? begitu?&lt;br /&gt;alah membeli menang memakai?&lt;br /&gt;KEPALA MU LAH senang dibeli senang koyak senang dibuang!&lt;br /&gt;oh aku pasti KAU MEMANG BEDEBAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Kepada sesiapa yang terasa a.k.a PLAYBOY ni: "Aku tau kau memang dalam keadaan sedar ketika membaca ni, TAPI aku tau ko memang TAKKAN SEDAR la bengok!! cermin diri kau tu! kau ingat balik apa akan jadi one day nanti, bila perempuan yang pada masa tu kau betul2 sayang, kau betul2 betul betul betul sayang, tiba2 tinggalkan kau atau lagi teruk, PERMAINKAN KAU! ingat! karma itu berlaku! ahh kau takkan sedar punya lah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  SAYA PERCAYA KARMA ITU BERLAKU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  saya punya pengalaman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; *****reda sedikit rasa marah, entah kenapa...terima kasih kerana menyedarkan saya kembali dari tidur yang lena dan mimpi indah nan sementara ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-Nur Isadora Ismail . :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-325624240983013718?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/325624240983013718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=325624240983013718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/325624240983013718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/325624240983013718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/06/playboys-gawd-you-guys-should-get-life.html' title='Playboys . Gawd! You guys should get a life !'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-5866945300306769090</id><published>2009-06-05T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T08:42:20.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bailin. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So yeah, I finally went to Bailin just now .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And my tummy still feels hot and weird after all the drinks I had .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Lets see, Bloody Mary--Planter's Spunch--White Russian--Tianacholed--Strawberry somethang --Beer .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Gawd~!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;There's burning sension in my tummy .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be because of those mixed up drinks . lol .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cozy atmosphere was awesome ! loved it (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It was windy . which made it more awesome .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Met my ex cyclist trainer and some other trainees too .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;wee~~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Gawd~! My tummy still hurts .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I love lovee loveed the White Russian drink .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But the Bloody Mary ! haihhh . I would describe it as BLOODY HELL  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the waiter brought the Bloody Mary he said "Only unique people can have this drink"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dang~! I thought it would taste great but it turned out to be the most horrible drink I've ever had .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finally ended up having a glass of beer after the White Russian .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ouh yahh, Bailin also had this kinda of sofa's which looked like beds .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And my dad was like "wahh, clever ohh the owner...after having a drink with the girl can sleep there somemore "&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;lol . wth . pa...paa....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And again in the car my dad said "wahh, how good if I was still 23..now?&lt;br /&gt;How to sleep there with my four children ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;lmao .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;btw, the waiter who was serving us was hawt . xd (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sik7HYJc1kI/AAAAAAAAAIM/hP4-VpzlLNw/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sik7HYJc1kI/AAAAAAAAAIM/hP4-VpzlLNw/s400/Image009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343867430779016770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dad was disturbing and making fun of me taking pics .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sik7HFp0wOI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Mkug2UgKjb0/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sik7HFp0wOI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Mkug2UgKjb0/s400/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343867425814528226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Don't mind the ugly smile .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sik4exFyzaI/AAAAAAAAAHs/OPP689XbE4A/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sik4exFyzaI/AAAAAAAAAHs/OPP689XbE4A/s400/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343864534076673442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Enjoying every bit of the White Russian . ~menikmati .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sik14lgI7RI/AAAAAAAAAHU/p1bLleAZfZ8/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sik14lgI7RI/AAAAAAAAAHU/p1bLleAZfZ8/s400/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343861679107665170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The White Russian .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sik13zJoZfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/gBR0zetwJBI/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sik13zJoZfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/gBR0zetwJBI/s400/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343861665591485938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sik4fnotRMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/I91E-t93ilw/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sik4fnotRMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/I91E-t93ilw/s400/Image010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343864548718625986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I finally ended up having a glass of Beer as my last drink .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sik14LcAXnI/AAAAAAAAAHE/wKOo6Ak2t2Y/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sik14LcAXnI/AAAAAAAAAHE/wKOo6Ak2t2Y/s400/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343861672111005298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The Drink Of The Day .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BLOODY MARY&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Which gave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; HELL&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-5866945300306769090?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/5866945300306769090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=5866945300306769090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/5866945300306769090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/5866945300306769090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/06/bailin-d.html' title='Bailin. :D'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sik7HYJc1kI/AAAAAAAAAIM/hP4-VpzlLNw/s72-c/Image009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-7466484639697048899</id><published>2009-06-04T22:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:56:20.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels And Demons .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Siit8CNk_AI/AAAAAAAAAG0/lsc_Lx-_SJo/s1600-h/3384452813_12d483758b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Siit8CNk_AI/AAAAAAAAAG0/lsc_Lx-_SJo/s400/3384452813_12d483758b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343712204772670466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Angels and Demons last night with my family .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;As usual, the movie was great .&lt;br /&gt;It had Tom Hanks in it .&lt;br /&gt;It was such an awesome + complicated movie .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Which made it more interesting .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;To prove it watch youself ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And another prove would be for the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;my dad didn't sleep off . lol .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And for the first time he also didn't say "what crap was that ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;lmao . Since he always says that after every movie we watch .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;esp Harry Potter . lol .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;About the movie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I wonder how they allowed it to be taken in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Vetican...or whatever you call it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The director, Ron Howard must have splurged alot of money for it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sinopsis I guess ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Angels &amp;amp; Demons has partially lived up to the expectations and hype that  it has created among the movie going community in last one year's time. It  started on a high note and maintained the pace well enough to keep the viewer on  the edge of the seat, till the last 20 minutes. Director Ron Howard missed it in  the last 20 minutes and you have that odd after-taste once the movie is  finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The movie started with the death of the Pope and is followed by  the theft of a canister containing Anti-matter. From there, a Harvard  symbologist, Robert Langdon takes over. The story is well written by Dan Brown,  which never lost the attention of the reader in its novel form. Akiva Goldsman  did a fine job in adapting the story as a screenplay. There was enough of wit  thrown in extremely fast paced story making sure that you will not get  bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The good point that is to be noted is Ron Howard has learned from  his past mistakes of adapting the Dan Brown novels. Davinci Code was a slow  paced movie and it really never kept the viewer riveted to the plot. Also, in  trying to stick to the novel, it made fun of itself at points. But, Angels &amp;amp;  Demons has lot of deviations from the original novel which resulted in a better  movie. Actually, Davinci Code was a failure as a movie. You will enjoy the movie  only if you have already read the book. But, A&amp;amp;D can be enjoyed by people  who haven't read the book also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vettoria Vetra was one thing I hated in  the movie. The actress who did that role is relatively unknown and as expected,  Ayelet Zurer could not make her presence felt anywhere in the movie. I still  wish Ron has opted for Monica Belluci.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Go watch the movie, if you like  fast paced thrillers with a plot twist at the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-7466484639697048899?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/7466484639697048899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=7466484639697048899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/7466484639697048899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/7466484639697048899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/06/angels-and-demons.html' title='Angels And Demons .'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Siit8CNk_AI/AAAAAAAAAG0/lsc_Lx-_SJo/s72-c/3384452813_12d483758b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-6474379185722169441</id><published>2009-06-04T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:22:31.722-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping Mood . :D'/><title type='text'>Lip Gloss-Lil' Mama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Last Wednesday, I went to Body Shop .&lt;br /&gt;I am currently broke . :(&lt;br /&gt;So I could only buy the&lt;br /&gt;WILD CHERRY LIP BUTTER  .&lt;br /&gt;And I love it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiirVQ4R_hI/AAAAAAAAAGc/M5UxUiY0eMI/s1600-h/58497m_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiirVQ4R_hI/AAAAAAAAAGc/M5UxUiY0eMI/s400/58497m_z.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343709339671723538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Rich, intensive moisturiser for the lips with tantalising  wild cherry.&lt;br /&gt;Its creamy butter-like texture melts onto the lips to help prevent  dryness,&lt;br /&gt;leaving them feeling soft, smooth and kissable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width: 545px;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0px 5px 5px; text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-6474379185722169441?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/6474379185722169441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=6474379185722169441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/6474379185722169441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/6474379185722169441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/06/lip-gloss-lil-mama.html' title='Lip Gloss-Lil&apos; Mama'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiirVQ4R_hI/AAAAAAAAAGc/M5UxUiY0eMI/s72-c/58497m_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-4844366818589402990</id><published>2009-06-04T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:06:25.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glamorous-Fergie .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I have been in a shopping mood this past few days .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I feel like splurging alot of money .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Shop Till I Drop~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Unfortunately, the stuffs I want.....they don't have it in Sandakan .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sandakan Sucks Bigtime !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Still love it thou . (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Shopping Mood .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Roxy Hoodies . (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiifPcfEepI/AAAAAAAAAEs/BYqb6O0LCVc/s1600-h/4759114_01.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 193px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiifPcfEepI/AAAAAAAAAEs/BYqb6O0LCVc/s400/4759114_01.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343696045568457362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiifiKJjKpI/AAAAAAAAAE0/kPOE4AxHBog/s1600-h/roxy+hoodie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiifiKJjKpI/AAAAAAAAAE0/kPOE4AxHBog/s400/roxy+hoodie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343696367063870098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Siie3LL1ltI/AAAAAAAAAEk/OK1-dPc-PEw/s1600-h/24466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Siie3LL1ltI/AAAAAAAAAEk/OK1-dPc-PEw/s400/24466.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343695628607526610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Siig9WwbiZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WZ5b3k1sWnQ/s1600-h/roxy_digital_alarm_clock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 360px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Siig9WwbiZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WZ5b3k1sWnQ/s400/roxy_digital_alarm_clock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343697933816269202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Semangat aku bangun pagi ne . lol .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAGS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Siihvki8iRI/AAAAAAAAAFM/yWWuSsW04DM/s1600-h/g_452351_organicneeds_org_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Siihvki8iRI/AAAAAAAAAFM/yWWuSsW04DM/s400/g_452351_organicneeds_org_800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343698796511267090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I am head over heels in love with this bag .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;idk why .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope they have it in a different colour .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats if they still have it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiikOfg0kWI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Nx4AM_uZyng/s1600-h/roxy-prep-favor-bag-black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiikOfg0kWI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Nx4AM_uZyng/s400/roxy-prep-favor-bag-black.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343701526759379298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiikuKBwtiI/AAAAAAAAAFs/deyfiN2EZ4Q/s1600-h/roxy-bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiikuKBwtiI/AAAAAAAAAFs/deyfiN2EZ4Q/s400/roxy-bag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343702070747772450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Siiiwrd2uoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/w_eAjy8XrDM/s1600-h/generated_l9GJk8KjTk7byVklhU3IEb-30_182_182.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Siiiwrd2uoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/w_eAjy8XrDM/s400/generated_l9GJk8KjTk7byVklhU3IEb-30_182_182.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343699915060460162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britney's Fantasy .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiileZzW9FI/AAAAAAAAAF0/_7vdxz6Yr3M/s1600-h/2046-1879_p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiileZzW9FI/AAAAAAAAAF0/_7vdxz6Yr3M/s400/2046-1879_p.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343702899616052306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I am totally in love with this .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scents in nice .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My cousin in Australia has this and I've tried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Whoa...nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Siinh6V5xeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mJd2MA9Qym8/s1600-h/71934610656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Siinh6V5xeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mJd2MA9Qym8/s400/71934610656.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343705158913738210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiinGyWgxmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/fj6s36Tivbw/s1600-h/fantasyset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiinGyWgxmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/fj6s36Tivbw/s400/fantasyset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343704692912342626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-4844366818589402990?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/4844366818589402990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=4844366818589402990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/4844366818589402990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/4844366818589402990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/06/glamorous-fergie.html' title='Glamorous-Fergie .'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiifPcfEepI/AAAAAAAAAEs/BYqb6O0LCVc/s72-c/4759114_01.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-564754423865082234</id><published>2009-06-03T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:30:27.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take A Picture-Filter .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiitXIi364I/AAAAAAAAAGs/51wvgxLDGMA/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiitXIi364I/AAAAAAAAAGs/51wvgxLDGMA/s400/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343711570817444738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Siis-fhFz-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/jDJFAyr1cc8/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Siis-fhFz-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/jDJFAyr1cc8/s400/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343711147487252450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Thanks Dev and Charles for the Roxy Bags,&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Forever21 accessories .&lt;br /&gt;Luv 'em . (:&lt;br /&gt;The song title goes to you .&lt;br /&gt;Since you love that song .&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-564754423865082234?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/564754423865082234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=564754423865082234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/564754423865082234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/564754423865082234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/06/thank-you-dido.html' title='Take A Picture-Filter .'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiitXIi364I/AAAAAAAAAGs/51wvgxLDGMA/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-4097240002239065790</id><published>2009-06-03T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T07:50:00.607-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidup Ini Memang Palat ; Tapi Esok Masih Ada .'/><title type='text'>Rich Girl-Gwen Stefani .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm gonna die of boredom soon .&lt;br /&gt;Gawd! It's killing me .&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently addicted to Facebook's Mafia Wars .&lt;br /&gt;Atleast that helps me kill abit of my boredom .&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Dang~!&lt;br /&gt;I've got the green eye now.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda envy alot of people now .&lt;br /&gt;Dang~!&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I hate 'em or what but I just envy the things they have  .&lt;br /&gt;I envy the lifestyle they have, their hawt body, their bf's, their results .&lt;br /&gt;And the list goes on, it never ends .&lt;br /&gt;I'm a human . An average teenage girl . So yeah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get and achieve a list of things. A long list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;THE LIST .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Treadmill . ( I need to burn my goddamnit fats )&lt;br /&gt;2. A laptop . (I know I've got two pc's already, still...)&lt;br /&gt;3. The Body Shop ( I have a list of items)&lt;br /&gt;4. I need a new pair of Nike shoes . ( I'm sick of my current one )&lt;br /&gt;5. Roxy !&lt;br /&gt;5. I need lotsa novels . (:&lt;br /&gt;6. McD (I'm craving for McD now ) yumm .&lt;br /&gt;7. More novels . (:&lt;br /&gt;8. Caps ( currently obssesed with caps)&lt;br /&gt;9. New hp .&lt;br /&gt;10. Ipod .&lt;br /&gt;11. Better grades .&lt;br /&gt;12. Drink More Water .&lt;br /&gt;13. Exercise . Workout !&lt;br /&gt;14. HIM ! ( I desperately need him in my life)&lt;br /&gt;    * Fingers Crossed* Amen . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on and on .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, most of the things above ain't that hard to get or achieve .&lt;br /&gt;But there are few hard to achive ones like  number 11 and 13 .&lt;br /&gt;But *fingers crossed* again . Amen . :D&lt;br /&gt;And the absolutely impossible ones are number 1 and 14  .&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, number 1 coz my dad will ask me to go for jogging not use the treadmill .&lt;br /&gt;Lazy Bumm bha me . Adeyy .&lt;br /&gt;And number 14 . Dang~! no idea .&lt;br /&gt;*Fingers Crossed* Again . Amen . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why this pass few days I've been using this "dang!" word so many times in a sentence sometimes . DANG ~!&lt;br /&gt;see ?&lt;br /&gt;Until my dad replied me and said "Dang, dong, ding, ur head la"&lt;br /&gt;Dang~!&lt;br /&gt;lol .&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-4097240002239065790?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/4097240002239065790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=4097240002239065790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/4097240002239065790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/4097240002239065790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/06/rich-girl-gwen-stefani.html' title='Rich Girl-Gwen Stefani .'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-4161103212191548312</id><published>2009-06-01T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T07:47:05.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidup Ini Memang Palat ; Tapi Esok Masih Ada .'/><title type='text'>Jikalau Aku-Ezlynn .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To me, guys are all the same .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm sorry but it's true .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No matter how good they are .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They are still guys .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And they're all the same .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Senang betul ucap kata-kata love, miss kn ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like it dosen't even mean a thing to 'em .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love, miss....do ya'll really understand the meaning of those words ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saying it like ya'll don't even mean it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Miss...love....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wtf lah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Look at your friendster profile..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The amount of girls you chat with...have you ever thought of me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But when I talk to guys..you will make such a big deal about it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Miss...love..yeah right .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You say those words too much that it worths nothing anymore .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You said you love me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Well, prove it then . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How am I supposed to believe you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How am I supposed to give you a chance ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Prove to me that everything you said is true .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;haihh . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-4161103212191548312?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/4161103212191548312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=4161103212191548312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/4161103212191548312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/4161103212191548312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/06/jikalau-aku-ezlynn.html' title='Jikalau Aku-Ezlynn .'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-2738955492437089078</id><published>2009-06-01T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T06:08:19.826-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luv DMRAM .'/><title type='text'>How You Love Me Now-Hey Monday .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiPSPre5tiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/CWu6__qRyjM/s1600-h/craterface11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 376px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiPSPre5tiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/CWu6__qRyjM/s400/craterface11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342344749803746850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;HIDUP INI MEMANG PALAT ; TAPI ESOK MASIH ADA .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Trying to live by that quote .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sounds stupid I know .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-2738955492437089078?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/2738955492437089078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=2738955492437089078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/2738955492437089078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/2738955492437089078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-sucks-bigtime.html' title='How You Love Me Now-Hey Monday .'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiPSPre5tiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/CWu6__qRyjM/s72-c/craterface11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-2244285387344403270</id><published>2009-06-01T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T05:27:27.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidup Ini Memang Palat ; Tapi Esok Masih Ada .'/><title type='text'>Untouched-The Veronicas .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I feel so untouched and I want you so much .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; That I just can't resist you, it's not enough to say that I miss you .&lt;br /&gt;I feel so untouched right now, need you so much .&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I can't forget you, I've gone crazy from the moment I met you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Purple Pen .&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so damn much right now .&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Words are not enough to describe how much I miss you  right now .&lt;br /&gt;Just wish that you know how much I love you .&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have left it like that .&lt;br /&gt;I regret . sooo much .&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way it used to be .&lt;br /&gt;Friends Not Lovers .&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/377040450128258272-2244285387344403270?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/2244285387344403270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=2244285387344403270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/2244285387344403270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/2244285387344403270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-feel-so-untouched-and-i-want-you-so.html' title='Untouched-The Veronicas .'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-2792261107267534385</id><published>2009-06-01T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T06:02:39.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Roxy Guy . (;'/><title type='text'>The Roxy Guy With The Most Adorable Hair . ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Last Saturday I went to Batu Putih which is located in mile7  for Mai's brother's wedding .&lt;br /&gt;Abang Tengek &amp;amp; Shakila . (:&lt;br /&gt;So there was this funny incident .&lt;br /&gt;After the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bersanding&lt;/span&gt; ceremony or whatever you call it .&lt;br /&gt;We were about to go back .&lt;br /&gt;Mai told me "naa mel, ilang la ne slipar kta"&lt;br /&gt;and I was like "eyh, ko ni, jan gtuh bha"&lt;br /&gt;And we both when to look for our slippers .&lt;br /&gt;Since there was so many people and tonnes of slippers .&lt;br /&gt;So I couldn't find mine .&lt;br /&gt;After searching, it was missing !&lt;br /&gt;missing ! missing !&lt;br /&gt;wth =.=/&lt;br /&gt;My roxy flip flops was gone .&lt;br /&gt;I was panicked as it belongs to my sister .&lt;br /&gt;I tried to take a deep breath .&lt;br /&gt;Then I said "uii, mna slipar ku? ilang mai . naa, matilah"&lt;br /&gt;After that Mai spotted this guy whose hair is like the guy&lt;br /&gt;in the Orchid&amp;amp;Kelapa shampoo advertisment . lol .&lt;br /&gt;He was seriously looking at the bride and groom from outside .&lt;br /&gt;And Mai said "excuse me, slipar spa ko gna tuh?"&lt;br /&gt;And he gave us such a stupid answer that I actually forgot to laugh .&lt;br /&gt;He said "ouh, ne ka slipar kmu..alaa, sorry la...kmi ne org susah."&lt;br /&gt;dang~! I really wanted to say "duii, jdi bule la kmu guna slipar org ssuka ati?"&lt;br /&gt;I mean wtf mann . =.=/&lt;br /&gt;And since then Mai and me named him The Roxy Guy .&lt;br /&gt;ish . Not suitable for him bha .&lt;br /&gt;Low class bha that ambal .&lt;br /&gt;lol .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm so bad kan .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; lol .&lt;br /&gt;But haihh , whatever it is , he has no right to use people's slippers without permission .&lt;br /&gt;As if he came to the wedding without a footwear .&lt;br /&gt;Tak logik langsung eyh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-2792261107267534385?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/2792261107267534385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=2792261107267534385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/2792261107267534385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/2792261107267534385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/06/roxy-guy-with-most-adorable-hair.html' title='The Roxy Guy With The Most Adorable Hair . ;)'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-6801672595005765751</id><published>2009-05-31T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T03:54:45.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Who I Am .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ARRRGGGGHHHHHH .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;FUCK !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;GODDAMNIT !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I AM WHO I AM .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;DO NOT COMPARE ME TO OTHERS .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I HATE IT .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's not my fault I'm born like this .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't keep scolding me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It ain't easy for me either .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I fucking hate it when you try to compare me with others .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wish I wasn't like this either .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't keep shouting at me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ask God why !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm sick of asking, praying, crying .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm done doing all that .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aarrghhhhhhh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I've said that I hate Sibuga .&lt;br /&gt;I mean it .&lt;br /&gt;And I ain't going there no matter what .&lt;br /&gt;Can't ya'll just accept it without questioning ?&lt;br /&gt;Peace, quiet, whatsoever la .&lt;br /&gt;I don't fucking care anymore .&lt;br /&gt;I hate it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;FUCK .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;GODDAMNIT !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-6801672595005765751?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/6801672595005765751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=6801672595005765751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/6801672595005765751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/6801672595005765751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-who-i-am.html' title='I Am Who I Am .'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-7011924538745109581</id><published>2009-05-30T02:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T02:47:19.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifteen-Taylor Swift &amp; Miley Cyrus .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;This song brings alot of memories .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;It's just awesome . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Taylor Swift - you're the best ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;This song suite me and my bff so much .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;It actually made us cry coz mmg sesuai la ngn kmi .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;rite mai ? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fifteen-Taylor Swift &amp;amp; Miley Cyrus .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;You take a deep breath and you walk through the doors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;It's the morning of your very first day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And you say hi to your friends you ain't seen in a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Try and stay out of everybody's way&lt;br /&gt;It's your freshman year and you're gonna be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;For the next four years in this town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hoping one of those senior boys will wink at you and say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;"You know, I haven't seen you around before"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;'Cause when you're fifteen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;and somebody tells you they love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;You're gonna believe them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And when you're fifteen feeling like there's nothing to figure out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Well, count to ten, take it in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;This is life before you know who you're gonna be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Fifteen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;You sit in class next to a redhead named Abigail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And soon enough you're best friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Laughing at the other girls who think they're so cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;We'll be outta here as soon as we can&lt;br /&gt;And then you're on your very first date and he's got a car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And you're feeling like flying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And you're momma's waiting up and you're thinking he's the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And you're dancing 'round your room when the night ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;When the night ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;You're gonna believe them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;When you're fifteen and your first kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Makes your head spin 'round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;But in your life you'll do things greater than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Dating the boy on the football team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;But I didn't know it at fifteen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;When all you wanted was to be wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Wish you could go back and tell yourself what you know now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Back then I swore I was gonna marry him someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;But I realized some bigger dreams of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And Abigail gave everything she had to a boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Who changed his mind and we both cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;You're gonna believe them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And when you're fifteen, don't forget to look before you fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I've found time can heal most anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And you just might find who you're supposed to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I didn't know who I was supposed to be at fifteen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Your very first day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Take a deep breath girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Take a deep breath as you walk through the doors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341548557240850402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiD-HLDXV-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/uA95uZUiyp8/s400/Image084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm in the purple and Mai is in the pink . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;BFF (:  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;YakinShaKo ! (;&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/377040450128258272-7011924538745109581?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/7011924538745109581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=7011924538745109581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/7011924538745109581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/7011924538745109581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/05/fifteen-taylor-swift-miley-cyrus.html' title='Fifteen-Taylor Swift &amp; Miley Cyrus .'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SiD-HLDXV-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/uA95uZUiyp8/s72-c/Image084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-7040330945521122246</id><published>2009-05-30T02:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T02:48:30.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-7040330945521122246?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/7040330945521122246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=7040330945521122246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/7040330945521122246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/7040330945521122246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/05/fifteen.html' title=''/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-4599142132990378835</id><published>2009-05-30T02:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T02:22:00.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teman Tapi Mesra (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;hmmmm....I just came back from Mai's house and the wedding ceremony .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Gosh~! The journey to the bride's  house was such a long one . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And it was damn hot there . haihhh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I wish I could join them again tonight but my dad is coming back from Indonesia at 6.30 p.m . Can't wait !!! Miss my dad so much . It's been 5 months since I met him . :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyway , I wanna blog about this guy, &lt;em&gt;F &lt;/em&gt;. He is my friend . I met him in 2007 . We meet every week . It's not like we plan to meet but everytime I go to my friend's house and I feel like meeting him, he will just appear from no where . Such a coincidence . He dosen't have a phone so we can't contact each other . But somehow we get to meet almost every weekend until he shifted to kk  . And we lost contact after that . Then, about two weeks ago, he called me from kk . And he said he loves me . wth =.=/ that's like soo impossible . He has never shown any sign that he loves me . So yeah , I didn't believe it . I've never looked at him that way . He is just a friend , not more . Sigh ~! My friends told me to accept him but I think he is too playful for me . Too immatured eventhough he is one year older than me . Haihh . Good looking also bha dea . ahaha . Haihh . Confused . but I think me+him=TEMAN TAPI MESRA .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Teman Tapi Mesra - By Ratu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Aku punya teman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Teman sepermainan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Dimana ada dia selalu ada aku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Dia memang manis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Dan juga baik hati &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Dan dia slalu ada waktu untuk membantuku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Namun aku bingung &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Ketika dia bilang cinta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Dan dia juga katakan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Tuk ingin jadi kekasihku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Cukuplah saja berteman denganku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Janganlah kau meminta lebih &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Kutak mungkin mencintaimu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Kita berteman saja &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Teman tapi mesra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Aku memang suka pada dirimu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Namun aku ada yang punya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Lebih baik kita berteman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Kita berteman saja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt; Teman tapi mesra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-4599142132990378835?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/4599142132990378835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=4599142132990378835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/4599142132990378835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/4599142132990378835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/05/teman-tapi-mesra_30.html' title='Teman Tapi Mesra (:'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-7959617172761754645</id><published>2009-05-30T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T02:49:12.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-7959617172761754645?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/7959617172761754645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=7959617172761754645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/7959617172761754645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/7959617172761754645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/05/teman-tapi-mesra.html' title=''/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-5047577087187989973</id><published>2009-05-24T07:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T08:12:08.916-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kbox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bencinta (: .'/><title type='text'>Bencinta-Faizal Tahir .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gosh~! I juz love this song like sooo sooo much . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It just mathches how I feel .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's like everytime I listen to this song , I become one with the song .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cheyh, not so &lt;em&gt;jiwang la&lt;/em&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, all Faizal Tahir's songs are awesome like &lt;em&gt;Coba&lt;/em&gt; . That was a great song too .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But too bad I don't like Faizal Tahir that much . He looks proud . Well, my friend said he is .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So yeah, eventhough he is kinda good looking . (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lol . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay &lt;em&gt;laa&lt;/em&gt;...I have nothing much to blog about today .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just a brief one....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I slept over in Mai's house yesterday . It was her birthday . A not so great one I would describe it as . She fought with her bf, again . And she started crying and she actually broke both her sim cards into half . I was shocked . Then I finally calmed her down . And she refused to talk about it . So I left it as it is . I didn't wan to make it worst by asking too many questions . After that, I brought her to Strawberry and asked her to choose what she wants as her birthday gift and she choosed a Lulu Belle purse . Then we headed to kbox . We were both stressed out , esp her . We sang 22 songs till we were both out of breath . Hahaha . I thought I was gonna get an asthma attack . LoL . Anyways, it was fun . Then, just after we sang the last song....her brother opened the door and said "Suprise....Happy Birthday Mai!" We were both shocked . Hahaha . Then she said thank you and he said her dad is waiting downstair to take us for a meal . So we werw both very excited esp Mai . She really didn't expect this suprise . I could see the joy on her face . But it all turned out to be a nightmare . As soon as we came down from kbox, everything was still normal, her bro was joking around with us . Until her dad came and started shouting at the both of us . Eventhough I couldn't understand a word her dad was saying but I knew he was really mad . He thought Mai had gone out with her bf and &lt;em&gt;sengaja &lt;/em&gt;turned off her handphone . Plus he dosen't like Mai dating . But whatever it is, he shouldn't have scolded her because it was her birthday . And believe me, it was humiliating mann . He shouted at us in front of kbox . Everyone around there was staring at us . Damn....&lt;em&gt;"terkenal sda muka2x kmi d kbox j0,btu 4 lg"&lt;/em&gt; Then on the way home, he scolded Mai again . Gosh~! Pity her . As soon as we thought it was over, her mum scolded her again at home . Fuckk mann . Anyways, I slept over to accompany her and to avoid her getting extra scolding . sigh~ I manage to help her and her bf settle their problem, again . I want the best for my bff . (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okayy, I'm tired . Thats all for now . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bencinta-Faizal tahir .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Benarkan ku 'tuk berbicara... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Bicara terus ke hati mu... Hati mu... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hati yang penuh rasa ragu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jangan terus pergi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tanpa mendengar ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mungkin mudahUntuk kau terus berlalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nanti dulu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Berikanlah waktu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Untuk aku, untuk kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ingatkah lagi waktu kau bersama ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kaku aku melihat muLidah kelu sedangkan aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mahu kau tahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Aku cinta pada mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Benci pada mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cinta pada mu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ke tepi lihat ku berlalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Pasti itu yang terbaik untuk ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tiada lagi mahu ku tahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tentang hidup kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tentang mati kamuAku tahuEngkau tahu apa yang mata ku tahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Apa yang kau tunggu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mahu aku buka pintu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ingatkah lagi waktu kau bersama ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kaku aku melihat mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sedang aku mahu kau tahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dengar kata ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Aku cinta pada mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Benci pada mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cinta pada mu&lt;br /&gt;Sakitnya aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Membenci kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sakit lagi mencintai mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dan aku pergi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tapi kembali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Benci aku mencintai diri mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ku benci... Kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ku cinta... Kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-5047577087187989973?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/5047577087187989973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=5047577087187989973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/5047577087187989973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/5047577087187989973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/05/bencinta-faizal-tahir.html' title='Bencinta-Faizal Tahir .'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-8136674050953243034</id><published>2009-05-21T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T04:35:17.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs That Potrays My Current Mood .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;1. Cinta Ini Membunuhku-D'Masiv&lt;br /&gt;2. Unbreakbale-Fireflight&lt;br /&gt;3. Hate Really Don't Like You-Plain White T's&lt;br /&gt;4. Never Ever-Ciara&lt;br /&gt;5. Heartless-Kanye West&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;6. Lelaki Buaya Darat-Ratu&lt;br /&gt;7. Out From Under-Brtney Spears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;8. So What-Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-8136674050953243034?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/8136674050953243034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=8136674050953243034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/8136674050953243034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/8136674050953243034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/05/songs-that-potrays-my-current-mood.html' title='Songs That Potrays My Current Mood .'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-4905716463738660678</id><published>2009-05-16T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T19:35:01.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Not A Book Instead Of A Drink Or Dinner ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She flipped through a random book, examining the text – whether the shape, the size and style were to her liking. She was just an Average Jane, living an average life with a meagre salary – nothing special, nothing too extreme about her. She was just an ordinary girl, spending her time during lunch break buying the items she loved the most – books. Her life was never once out of the ordinary, stagnant even. The only time she came alive and started to breathe is when she indulged in text.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She proceeded to walk past a number of aisles, from general interest to fiction, and fiction to literature. Catching her watchful eyes from the corner, stood a dark-haired man in a formal grey business suit. He was incredibly delectable, with an outstanding profile. She wasn’t expecting him to look up at her approach, so she proceeded to walk further down to the ‘Hobbies’ section. He kept his head down, poring over a book the entire time. And the second she looked away from him, he lifted his head and caught sight of her. After all, she was at his far right. He took no further notice and continued reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;At that moment, something was running through her mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;How nice would it be for a gentleman, instead of saying “Can I buy you a drink,” to say “Can I buy you a book?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It would be the most charming thing to say – at least, to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Excuse me.” A deep, low and breathy voice interrupted her train of thought. Her head jerked upwards and turned around to the voice emanating from her behind. It was the handsome man she saw a while ago!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Excuse me.” He repeated, looking at her. “Can I buy you a book?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She inwardly gasped, but was conscious of her surroundings first, looking around her for signs of another person this was could possibly be referring to. She was the only one there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Um … I beg your pardon?” She asked, secretly wondering if he was a skilled mindreader.&lt;br /&gt;He did not answer immediately. He stared at her for a while, as if in a world of his own, not concentrating. Then he spoke again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“I was just … wondering if you happened to mind the idea of me … getting a book, for you.” He said politely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“No! Not at all!” She answered almost immediately, and added, “But if I may ask … why?”“A gift.” He said nonchalantly.“A gift …” She repeated. “Alright, but I haven’t got anything to give you in return, mister …?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;He silently ignored the enquiry of his name.“I think if you wish to return the favour, Miss, you should pick up a book and allow me to purchase it for you.” He gave a small smile and a prompt nod. He then returned to his book, flipping it open once more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Just then, she noticed the book he was holding. It was an intelligent thriller slash mystery book by John Grisham, only read by those high in intelligence and understanding.She thought opportunities like this seldom happen, especially to wa girl like her. So then she got the idea of picking up a book that was as witty and as intelligent as the one he chose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So she did. She picked up another book written by John Grisham, a book she had never heard of before, or even seen in her entire life. She quietly approached him, with the book clutched in her hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;He looked up, and saw her with the book.“John Grisham, aye?” He said. “Did you like ‘A Time To Kill’?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She was stunned. She had never even peeked at the cover at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Uh … yes.”“Very good, do you think that the book actually depicts our world and our society, on racism and politics very well?”“Sure. Why not?” She laughed nervously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;He looked away and smiled for a moment, before he held out his hand and gently seized the book from her hands, and placing it on the shelf.“You know …” He paused. “I would like you to choose a book that … defines you. A book that spells you. One that you would actually like.” He politely held out his hand, pointing towards the Fiction section.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Her eyes widened.How did he …?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Alright. Just a moment, if you please.” She managed to smile and duck her head in embarrassment. She turned on her heels and walked to the suggested section and began searching …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She managed to shortlist her choices to three, carefully avoiding the ones she knew she would never open. The thought of her picking a book that was beyond her maximum intelligence and him finding out, and the embarrassment of it all, assailed her mind. She conveniently ignored the cruel voice within her reminding her NEVER to choose a book to impress others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Found one already?” He nodded as she finished, his hands in his pockets.“Yes, I have.” She shook the book.“Good timing, am just about to leave for office. Shall we?” Again he held his hand out, in a gesture clearly saying ‘Ladies first’.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Will you wait here while I purchase your book?” He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Of course.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;He strode to the counter with an assured air of a man, one hand still in his pocket, the other holding the book.She reminded herself while he paid that she would thank him and ask for his name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Here you go.” He lifted it, carefully wrapped in a gift bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;.“Oh, thank you so much, this wasn’t necessary, really.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She said, kindly referring to the gift bag.“No, I insist. It is, after all, a gift.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Thank you, very much.” She smiled at him.“You are most welcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now … do have a good day.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;He bowed slightly in a courteous manner, and added, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Excuse me.” He walked out of the store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Wait, wait! I didn’t catch your name!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She yelled after him.He didn’t turn, he didn’t let her know what his name was, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;all he did was give a small wave with his hand – with his head still turned to the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Wait!” She said helplessly, as he disappeared into a corner. She then muttered to herself, “How will I know who you are?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Who was that man? Who was he?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thoughts of him clouded her mind, as she straight up her ceiling in bed that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She glanced at the book, still beautifull new and wrapped in the gift bag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She had tried to read it, to concentrate on it, but only for a few seconds – until thoughts of him bombarded her brain and killed off any intentions of concentrating at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She then wondered why she was driven to think of him so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Was it because of his statue-esque good looks? Was it his highly-sprung attitude? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Or the curiosity about why he had offered to get her a book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She decided that it was all of it – and the fact that she didn’t know who he was, his name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It haunted her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Before she retired for the night, she decided that she would go back to the store tomorrow … and look for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Because until she did … she would never stop thinking about him.She sincerely hoped that he would be there, she thought as her eyelids began to close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hope.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Her heart skipped a beat as she stood outside the bookstore at which she met him in yesterday. She silently prayed in her head that he would definitely be there again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;And maybe … just maybe they’ll be able to be friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;That would definitely make her happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She entered, and she walked towards the same part of the bookstore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She carefully looked around, aisle by aisle. But there were no signs of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She was on the verge of disappointment, but she stayed on, waiting – thinking that perhaps he was a bit late.She flipped through small and illustrated books, to help her pass the time as she waited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Still, there wasn’t a hint of him at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Perhaps he was caught in a meeting? (Which would explain the suit and the mighty air around him). Or he was having lunch with his colleagues? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Or maybe … he just happened to pass by this store by chance, out of boredom and never intending to come by again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The thought of it all depressed her. And the fact that she had stayed there for the entire lunch break of hers saddened her further when he was a no-show. She walked back to her office in defeat. And in hunger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Where was he?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She wondered if she would be able to meet him ever again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Tomorrow.” She muttered to herself. “Again, tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She had started reading the novel properly yesterday, and she was almost finished already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She still prayed that she would meet him today, and she was desperate to because she unsuccessfully tried to get rid of him from her thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She tried to distract herself, but to no avail. It was all in vain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The gift was a cruel attempt to remain in her head, she accused him. It was ridiculous, yet it was working perfectly well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She returned to the bookstore today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Still no sign of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She sighed sadly to herself and thought, “He is never coming back.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She went home that day, finishing the book – also marking the end of her hope for him.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Will you be joining us?” A colleague asked when it was lunch break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Yes. No.” She answered. “I would love to, but I just realized that I have to drop by the bookstore to get a new book.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Right.” They spoke slowly. “We’ll pack up something for you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Thanks.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She walked to the bookstore again, dreadfully remembering that man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She realized it was just a silly trick of life as she entered with a deep sigh – unknowingly searched for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;She proceeded to look for a book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“You must really love books, Miss.” An almost familiar voice said not far behind her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She turned around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;He was smiling serenly, a hand in his pocket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“I trust you have finished the book earlier.” He said, stepping towards her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She was surprised and happy at the same time, and she smiled gleefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Yeah, I have.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Hmm.” He looked thoughtfully at the shelf. “Fiction, eh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Though, if you’re interested, I would recommend John Grisham’s A Time To Kill.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Oh, good?” She smiled, unable to take the grin off her lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Brilliant.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Perhaps … I shall give it a try next time, after I finish this.” She shook another book in her hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;He stared thoughtfully at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“You know … I was just wondering if I could buy you -”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“A book?” She cut him off expectantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“- Dinner, tonight?” He grinned slowly, turning to look at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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I’ll prove it; we’ll be best friends to the end.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But time floated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I began to understand why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love came into my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As if it forgot to knock on the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And crept quietly from the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That was when I started looking at him in a different light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When he walked into the room, it was as if nobody else in the place mattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After a while of a mind debate on whether I was, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;or whether I wasn’t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was confirmed: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was head over heels in love with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After that debate, another one came along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On whether I should tell him or whether I should not tell him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That was an easier game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Being a little way too low on self-esteem, I picked the latter as the motion of my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I stayed happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just having him by my side was enough to keep me smiling for the rest of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;years of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Or so I thought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stepped into his life as if Queen Elizabeth has decided to go strolling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;down the streets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With no bodyguards – just her. And her crown. And her jewels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That was how she was like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The best thing that could ever happen to him, and the worst to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My heart was threatening to explode like a nuclear bomb,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whenever she was in sight, and worse when I saw them talking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Or when she did a teeny-weeny-little gesture like touching his arm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I mentally slapped myself and reassured that he will never forget about me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Those were his exact words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“I will never, ever, ever forget you”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Those words were like a pillar, and I was desperately clinging to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I was slipping day by day, whenever I saw them together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was painful at first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But he would always come around and make me forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“When I win the basketball match, you’ll be the first one I’d call.” He told me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I smiled weeks after that, waiting for his call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He’ll always call. He will call. I know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I patiently waited, nothing could ruin this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But he never called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;…I had to hear the news from her the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;Oh.I wasn’t in his number one list anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The next sharp turn I took was when I was playing football in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He was there. She was there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They were the current inseparable duo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I twisted my ankle, and lay spread-eagle in the middle of the field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn’t want the coach to yell for first-aid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn’t want my team mates scurrying after me,whispering their concern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn’t want the crowd to grasp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wanted him to come to me. I wanted him to help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But he never came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was sick, I had fever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn’t go to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I clutched my cell phone tightly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Waiting for him to call, waiting for him to visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like he used to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But he never visited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I flipped the book of the pages of my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The next chapter was a sad, sad story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was shocked at the fact that he could just pass me by, not saying a thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was shocked that we drifted from being the best of friends to two people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Who just happened to be in the same spot on Earth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Unrecognised, unintroduced, unnoticed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Words couldn’t leave my mouth, my eyes wouldn’t blink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I saw them walking around school, hand in hand, I just couldn’t think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The world changed as if it were mute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The only thing I could hear was the faint sound of his laughter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And the sound of my crumbling heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Week after week, month after month.Graduation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I was still lurking in the dark corner of what was left of my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thought that if I had given him my heart earlier,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would rather he threw it away than give it to me.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But still that couldn’t justify my ache. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A little ray of hope ignited at the back of my heart – telling me that he will remember me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was just a silly mistake humans make. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That was when I started to prove myself right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And felt as if my heart started to glue its pieces back together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“Since it’s Graduation Night tonight, save a dance for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“ He grinned lopsidedly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“Wh-what?” I said, with a smile, thinking that I didn’t hear him right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“Best friends forever, right? Dance with me. Tonight’s last dance.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I dressed up. I made myself up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I put on those high heels Mum begged me to wear.And I waited at the door, smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A friend picked me up, and we went. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dance after dance…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally, the DJ announced it was the last song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I waited for him to look for me.After all, it was better to have him by my side, than to not have him at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight … would be a tribute to our friendship, I thought happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But he never came.……………………………………..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn’t cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I couldn’t cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was still believing that he never forgot me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He just forgot to remember me.&lt;br /&gt;FIN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Kathlyn, ex St Cecelian .&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/377040450128258272-3002282044373391190?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/3002282044373391190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=3002282044373391190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/3002282044373391190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/3002282044373391190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/05/best-of-friends.html' title='The Best Of Friends .'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-2108375994836464740</id><published>2009-05-15T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T04:22:37.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jai Ho-The Pussycat Dolls ft AR Rahman .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey people !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yeah, the title . I love that song like soo much . (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sorry, been away this few weeks . I just finish my mid-year examination which I would rather not talk about . It was damn hard man . It's like I'm failing all my subjects . Gawd ~! And it's such a coincidence that both my computers were spoilt at the same time so I couldn't go online for a while . So finally ! my computers are back and the exams are finally over . Whooooaaa . I'm so happy . I don't even wanna think about the results . The thought of it already makes me go crazy . I didn't have enough time to finish the English and BM paper , the two subjects which I love the most because of the asthma medicine I had taken which made my hand shake . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was in tears after the two exams . Thank God, without finishing the paper I still could get the highest for english in my class . But for BM, I'd rather not mention about it here . haihh . I've never got marks this low before in my whole life , NEVER ! Well , enough about the exams .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I wanna blog about Dr Enoch Fernando, a pianist from America . He came to my church to do a concert the other day . Gosh~! It was awesome . He is like on of the best pianist ever . I wish I could play like him , with one finger .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And not to mention that he is really funny . He kinda reminds me of Elvis Presley(is that how u spell his name. lol.) I manage to get 3 of his cd's . The best part is I got to take a picture with him . And he said to me "hey girl, whats your name ? You remind me of my niece ." ahahaha . And the one thing which I like and admire the most about him is that he goes around the world esp India to help the poor children . He has this programme where we can donate money to the 10 000 children in that programme . Gawd~! I just love him ! (: After looking at him , I wanna be an evangelist someday . You know like going around the world esp to the poor countries to preach the gospel . (cheyh , my dad will love that soo much) ahahha . Just like my dad , he does those kind of stuff in Indonesia . Send the kids to sunday school , buys bibles for the poor , build the curch . yeah . I wanna be like that someday . okay&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;, I'll upload the 3 pictures . ahaha , 3 only &lt;em&gt;bha&lt;/em&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336007997172214210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sg1PAIYX6cI/AAAAAAAAADc/1ZEKROnqkXM/s200/Image073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336008708261102754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sg1PphZLRKI/AAAAAAAAADs/c60JyNKBUYQ/s200/Image115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336008334148021650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sg1PTvtqrZI/AAAAAAAAADk/1vdjyMMepj0/s200/Image087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-2108375994836464740?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/2108375994836464740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=2108375994836464740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/2108375994836464740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/2108375994836464740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/05/jai-ho-pussycat-dolls-ft-ar-rahman.html' title='Jai Ho-The Pussycat Dolls ft AR Rahman .'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sg1PAIYX6cI/AAAAAAAAADc/1ZEKROnqkXM/s72-c/Image073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-7970929132923635358</id><published>2009-05-05T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T04:05:34.338-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current fav songs .'/><title type='text'>Current Fav Malay songs  .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tak Mungkin Kerna Sayang-Alyah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Setiba di persimpangan, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Langkah kita tak lagi sehaluan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Bermula di saat itu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tidak senada irama dan lagu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Begitu hidup ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tiada yang abadi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yang patah tumbuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yang hilang berganti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Kau telah jauh, jauh dariku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tiada ruang di hati buatmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Namun harusku akui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ada ketika di minda kau menjelma kembali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sekali segala ada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ada rindu yang datang tiba-tiba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tak mungkin kerana sayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Cuma terganggu oleh perasaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Begitu hidup ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tiada yang abadi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yang patah tumbuh Yang hilang berganti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kerja Gila-Amy Search&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Malamku igau Gilakan kau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Siangku sasau ku gilakan kau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Aha… gilakan kau… beb&lt;br /&gt;Hidupku payau Gilakan kau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hariku kacau Gilakan kau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Aha… gilakan kau Aha… gilakan kau&lt;br /&gt;Nak aku lepaskan… tak bisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Nak aku lepaskan… tak berdaya&lt;br /&gt;Makin aku meronta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Makin aku didera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Makin aku mencuba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Makin aku terseksa&lt;br /&gt;Katakanlah oh sayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Aku hanya berangan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hentikanlah Kerja gila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hentikanlah Kerja gila&lt;br /&gt;HentikanlahKerja gila ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You Say Aku-Cinta Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;You say aku, seperti BarbieYou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;look so pretty, menarik hati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;You say aku, layaknya peri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Tebarkan cinta diatas bumi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Baby please.. please..Don’t play on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Baby please.. please..Love me, love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Beibeh beibeh my beibeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;You drive me crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Beibeh beibeh my beibeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My heart is beating honey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Beibeh beibeh my beibeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Oh please say love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Beibeh beibeh my beibehbeibeh..mmuuuaaacchh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;You say aku seperti puteri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Yang kau cari selama ini~{}~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Beibeh beibeh my beibeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;You drive me crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Beibeh beibeh my beibehbeibeh..mmuuuaaacchh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Halo.. Yes!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and no , the songs ain't lame .&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/377040450128258272-7970929132923635358?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/7970929132923635358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=7970929132923635358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/7970929132923635358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/7970929132923635358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-fav-malay-songs.html' title='Current Fav Malay songs  .'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-2616892162850449891</id><published>2009-04-22T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T02:28:04.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out From Under-Britney Spears .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;This song is one of the best from Britney's new album .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Totally crazy in love with this song (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;The lyrics to the song is below .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Breathe you out, breathe you in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You keep coming back to tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're the one who could have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And my eyes, see it all so clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was long ago and far away, but it never disappears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I try to put it in the past, hold on to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And don't look back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't wanna dream about, all the things that never were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And maybe I can live without, when I'm out from under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't wanna feel the pain, what good would it do me now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll get it all figured out, when I'm out from under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(From under, from under, from under)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So let me go, just let me fly away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let me feel the space between us, growin' deeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And much darker everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Watch me now, and I'll be someone new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My heart will be unbroken, it will open up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;For everyone but you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Even when I cross the line, it's like a lie I've told a thousand times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't wanna dream about, all the things that never were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe I can live without, when I'm out from under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't wanna feel the pain, what good would it do me now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll get it all figured out, when I'm out from under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(From under, from under, from under, from under)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A part of me still believes when you, say you're gonna stick around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A part of me still believes we can, find a way to work it out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I know that we tried everything we could try so let's just, say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't wanna dream about, all the things that never were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And maybe I can live without, when I'm out from under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I don't wanna feel the pain, what good would it do me now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll get it all figured out, when I'm out from under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't wanna dream about, all the things that never were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And maybe I can live without, when I'm out from under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I don't wanna feel the pain, what good would it do me now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll get it all figured out, when I'm out from under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(From under, from under, from under, from under)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-2616892162850449891?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/2616892162850449891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=2616892162850449891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/2616892162850449891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/2616892162850449891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/04/out-from-under-britney-spears.html' title='Out From Under-Britney Spears .'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-8499576230230689772</id><published>2009-04-21T01:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T03:40:06.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-8499576230230689772?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/8499576230230689772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=8499576230230689772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/8499576230230689772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/8499576230230689772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/04/tissuepurple-pen.html' title=''/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-174643667800115324</id><published>2009-04-21T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T02:20:26.368-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily .'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuck-Up Bastards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drama'/><title type='text'>FUCKTARD .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;F.U.C.K ! I don't usually use this word but I'm really pissed right now .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How could he raise his voice at me ?!!! What are you ?&lt;br /&gt;A stuck-up bastard ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Damn it ! If you don't want to help, you shouldn't have joined my group in the first place .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really hate this kind of group members . USELESS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Arrggghhh !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really felt like screaming back at him but I didn't want to cause a drama or get into a big hu-ha fight .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How about Emylia ? She dosen't even have internet, but she still makes an effort to help out . See Too also helps .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dude ! you are a guy , aren't you supposed to be ashamed ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Leaving all the girls to do the work .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And when I asked you, you shouted at me "We are not rushing time also, exam time I still can do lah....bla bla bla bla*crap*"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really wanted to ask Mdm Leong to replace him with Sharmaine .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Even Emylia and See To agrees . But nevermind .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have never liked this guy since form 2 . Only acknowledging people and being good to people when he wants something .&lt;br /&gt;Always asking for help, "uiii, Melissa help me ehh" .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's all . And the next minute, he wont even remember to say thank you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What kind of friend do you call that ? ugh ~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Learn to respect people's feelings and learn to appreciate them .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am just so sick of your attitude .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's not like I want to bring up old stories but dude !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I helped you do your whole ULBS and you got the highest in the class and you didn't even say thank you .&lt;br /&gt;When you need answers, I give you coz I feel pity for you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But went I need answers, you wont even look at me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You suck balls ! You and your friend, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Tissue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; are just the same .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Only come to me for help or when you need something, right ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Tissue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, if you don't love me, fine !&lt;br /&gt;It's your choice, I can't talk about it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But aren't you ashmed of asking me for help ?&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I mind but it's becoming to often .&lt;br /&gt;Even my friends say so .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And you take advantage of the fact that I love you beyond the reason why and it's just ain't right . You know I wont say no to you, so you keep asking me to help you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I helped you with you ULBS . And not only you "forgot" to say thank you but you even lost the paper !!!&lt;br /&gt;And with your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;muka-tak-tahu-malu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; you came and asked me to do it again for you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was like wth =.= And I can't believe I actually did it again for you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wth was I thinking ? It's too bad I can't hate you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, this is better than you avoiding me . :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, about that other stuck-up bastard .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank God he was still wiling to help, if not....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know why I forgive people so easily and help people eventhough they're bad to me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fatin said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"Baik Tidak Bertempat"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; . ahaha .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, past is past .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I hope I'm not exaggerating .&lt;br /&gt;He-Who-Could-Not-Be-Named , you know who you are .&lt;br /&gt;If you are reading this, I'm sorry .&lt;br /&gt;I'm just letting go ~ No hard feelings, aite ? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-174643667800115324?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/174643667800115324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=174643667800115324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/174643667800115324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/174643667800115324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/04/fucktard.html' title='FUCKTARD .'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-5088439701547183811</id><published>2009-04-20T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T03:16:48.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sewd3SC98-I/AAAAAAAAACc/pA0V9FCShlQ/s1600-h/best+shot+ever+..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sewd3SC98-I/AAAAAAAAACc/pA0V9FCShlQ/s320/best+shot+ever+..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326665294846751714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Thanks to Rose Syakila Farhain . =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favs .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-5088439701547183811?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/5088439701547183811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=5088439701547183811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/5088439701547183811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/5088439701547183811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/04/thanks-to-rose-syakila-farhain.html' title=''/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sewd3SC98-I/AAAAAAAAACc/pA0V9FCShlQ/s72-c/best+shot+ever+..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-7682142355315828381</id><published>2009-04-19T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T00:06:02.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tissue .'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skul'/><title type='text'>Random .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Not really sure about what to blog about today . Not much happend today . Just an ordinary day .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; But I still feel like blogging (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kebaruan&lt;/span&gt;) ahh, so what ? rite .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; All I know is I'm really exhausted .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Today as usual went to school . After 5 mins in class , I realise that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tissue&lt;/span&gt; wont be coming .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Because he usually arrives 5 mins after me(cheyh, I know bha . lol) . I was like so frustrated . sigh* .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Anyway, I was rushing to do my karangan ( Lunturnya Semangat Kejiranan) coz I didn't want to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tunggu bas&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; It means stand outside the class . That's how the teacher describes it . lol .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; But anyway, thank God I had already jotted down the isi's and all .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; So I only had to copy it back to my buku karangan and arrange the sentences .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; And I managed to finish it with the help of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Deepika&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ain&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; Well, I had always loved BM . So doing karangan's is fun . ehehe (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-7682142355315828381?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/7682142355315828381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=7682142355315828381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/7682142355315828381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/7682142355315828381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-really-sure-about-what-to-blog.html' title='Random .'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-4427377100894158551</id><published>2009-04-19T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T03:07:06.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Khalidah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Last Outing .'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kbox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jalan-Jalan'/><title type='text'>Last Outing With Khalidah .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sesann-ncNI/AAAAAAAAAA4/YzEhcG7Z260/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326380252344578258" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 189px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sesann-ncNI/AAAAAAAAAA4/YzEhcG7Z260/s200/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Em, if I'm not mistaken it was last last week . We, my friends and I went out for the last time with Khal . She's moving to kl . Her mum got promoted (uisehh ;P) . Till now, I still can't believe she's no more in Sandakan . We are like bffs . We knew each other since primary one . Started to be in the same class since primary two . Used to follow her car home everyday when we were in primary three . Those were days when we didnt care about anything . Those shit we care so much about now---size, Guys, and the list goes on . We were so closed that we fought alot . ahaha . Amanda and her used to bully me alot till I cried =.= . Owh Gawd ! I miss her so much already .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So yeah, about the outing . There were alot of us . Khal, Mai, Me, Dy, Farah, Sar, Mag, Yon, Amanda, Zett, Jess, Jane plus some of her camping friends which I didn't know . There was one hawt guy . lol . His name was J.F . &lt;em&gt;(bukan nama sebenar)&lt;/em&gt; lol . ahh, whatever about him . We enjoyed alot . Went to town had drinks, &lt;em&gt;jalan-jalan, &lt;/em&gt;then to Mixfruit and of coz, as usual KBOX . I really love the song we sang-Lagu Untukmu by Meet Uncle Hussein .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay people, I wanna blog more but I have to go to the doctor coz I have some serious allergies . Dr Eng, Help Me !!! =) plus I got loads of homework . from accounts-english(1000 words essay)-BM karangan . And I gtg before my mum blows her top . aargghh !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And yeah, I have to wake at 4.40 a.m. tomorrow. swt =.= bus comes at 5.30 a.m. wth .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll upload some pictures . Let 'em speak on behalf of me =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;see ya , tc ! xoxo .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326380977997503746" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 276px; height: 160px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SesbR3PwXQI/AAAAAAAAABI/eOXxlEQcjew/s200/farewell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;They should have airconds in kbox . It was like so damn hot .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326385396768566210" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SesfTEc368I/AAAAAAAAACE/4IB2xyyYt4Q/s200/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dy, Farah, Me, Khal .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326381739654780386" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sesb-MpAFeI/AAAAAAAAABY/ny3GiNJ4xGQ/s200/farewell+%283%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" align="center"&gt;Me, Amanda, Khal .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326383066985617378" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SesdLdVVV-I/AAAAAAAAABs/Bvtv8MfVs4c/s200/farewell+%2811%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" align="center"&gt;All Of Us .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326384181784746546" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SeseMWSKGjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/xwdJSQBAAJ0/s200/farewell+%2812%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326384762125486962" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 148px; height: 200px; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SeseuIOLC3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/wFC0hwFKDVw/s200/4453440748.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" align="center"&gt;Khal, Me, Amanda . Childhood Besties, forever . =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-Sorry about the pictures . I have no idea why it looks like that . &lt;em&gt;cacat =.=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-4427377100894158551?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/4427377100894158551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=4427377100894158551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/4427377100894158551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/4427377100894158551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-outing-with-khalidah.html' title='Last Outing With Khalidah .'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/Sesann-ncNI/AAAAAAAAAA4/YzEhcG7Z260/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-1383593025547882158</id><published>2009-04-19T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T03:09:21.984-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=)'/><title type='text'>Obama Has A Dog !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It's a dog's life: New Pet Bo Gives Barack Obama The Runaround On White House Lawn .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s726.photobucket.com/albums/ww262/melotissue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=article-1169907-04733BCB000005DC-15.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i726.photobucket.com/albums/ww262/melotissue/article-1169907-04733BCB000005DC-15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;If Barack Obama thought running for President was hard, he may have taken on an even tougher challenge.&lt;br /&gt;Just hours after the arrival of new dog Bo, the most powerful man in the world seemed in danger of being pulled off his feet by his new puppy.&lt;br /&gt;The Portuguese water dog put his owners through their paces on the White House lawn - leaving them struggling to keep up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s726.photobucket.com/albums/ww262/melotissue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=article-1169907-0473648B000005DC-97.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i726.photobucket.com/albums/ww262/melotissue/article-1169907-0473648B000005DC-97.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s726.photobucket.com/albums/ww262/melotissue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=article-1169907-04732D0A000005DC-20.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i726.photobucket.com/albums/ww262/melotissue/article-1169907-04732D0A000005DC-20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s726.photobucket.com/albums/ww262/melotissue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=article-1169907-04735089000005DC-42.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i726.photobucket.com/albums/ww262/melotissue/article-1169907-04735089000005DC-42.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s726.photobucket.com/albums/ww262/melotissue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=article-1169907-046ED02C000005DC-50.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i726.photobucket.com/albums/ww262/melotissue/article-1169907-046ED02C000005DC-50.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;In an unguarded moment the President runs along a corridor in the White House followed by Bo .&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/377040450128258272-1383593025547882158?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/1383593025547882158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=1383593025547882158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/1383593025547882158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/1383593025547882158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-dogs-life-new-pet-bo-gives-barack.html' title='Obama Has A Dog !'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-638899227691460563</id><published>2009-04-19T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T03:08:52.675-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='admire .'/><title type='text'>Barrack Obama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://s726.photobucket.com/albums/ww262/melotissue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Obama2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="obama" src="http://i726.photobucket.com/albums/ww262/melotissue/Obama2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Yeah, that's Obama and I admire him . =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barack Hussein Obama II was born on August 4, 1961) is the 44th and current President of the United States . He is the first African American to hold the office. Obama was the junior United States Senator from Illinois from January 2005 until November 2008, when he resigned following his election to the presidency .&lt;br /&gt;Obama is a graduate of Columbia University and Harvard Law School, where he was the first African American president of the Harvard Law Review . He was a community organizer in Chicago before earning his law degree . He worked as a civil rights attorney in Chicago and also taught constitutional law at the University of Chicago Law School from 1992 to 2004 .&lt;br /&gt;Obama served three terms in the Illinois Senate from 1997 to 2004. Following an unsuccessful bid for a seat in the U.S. House of Representatives in 2000, Obama ran for United States Senate in 2004. His victory from a crowded field in the March 2004 Democratic primary raised his visibility, and his prime-time televised keynote address at the Democratic National Convention in July 2004 made him a rising star nationally in the Democratic Party . He was elected to the U.S. Senate in November 2004 by the largest margin in Illinois history .&lt;br /&gt;He began his run for the presidency in February 2007 . After a close campaign in the 2008 Democratic Party presidential primaries against Hillary Rodham Clinton, he won his party's nomination, becoming the first major party African American candidate for president . In the 2008 general election, he defeated Republican candidate John McCain and was inaugurated as president on January 20, 2009 .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-638899227691460563?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/638899227691460563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=638899227691460563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/638899227691460563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/638899227691460563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/04/imghttpi726.html' title='Barrack Obama'/><author><name>Melo dcat =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713817960577814436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM-Lc4SM1Xg/SvPEKFZMJUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MI8y-jOlADg/S220/DSC_8539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377040450128258272.post-9020396562478511730</id><published>2009-04-18T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T01:07:16.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey People ! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hey people. It's my first time blogging. I actually thought of starting a blog a long time ago but I wasn't sure if I could do it coz I'm not good at writting. But since Deepika has been persuading me to blog for a long time, so I thought ah, okay lah. Try it out. So I wont blame you guys if you find my blog boring. hahaha. I don't really know what to post about. I wanna inspirit people. I want my blog to be inspiring like Marilynn's one :). I don't want my blog to be about bragging, about bitches, branded stuff and all that crap. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:Arial;" &gt;Can't wait to go to school tomorrow. Eventhough I haven't finished my homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:Arial;" &gt;esp account, english (1000 words essay), and bm karangan. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:Arial;" &gt;I can't wait to see him. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:Arial;" &gt;So that's all for now people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:Arial;" &gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:Arial;" &gt;you know you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377040450128258272-9020396562478511730?l=my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/feeds/9020396562478511730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=377040450128258272&amp;postID=9020396562478511730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/9020396562478511730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377040450128258272/posts/default/9020396562478511730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-biographical-is-written.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-people.html' title='Hey People ! 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